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Three-wheeled Wireless Internet
An anonymous reader writes "I just found this article which describes how a group of people in the UK built a 3 wheeled trike-type rickshaw to give visitors to a festival mobile Internet access. An interesting read for those /.ers into wireless networks, it also gives good information about the use of satellite for net connectivity and renewable energy sources. They do a good job of lightening a dry subject with a dash of humour." (The festival here is The Big Green Gathering, which sounds like a low-key, English version of Burning Man.)
I am teh l33t!
With the Cubs and Red Sox going in the world series, you have to go a long way to impress me.
Je t'aime Stéphanie
I can't live my life like this, tied to wires, strapped down to the train track, blinded by the light of a thousand TV sets. It's not time to change the channel yet. Oh, but it is. It certainly is. It's time to change the channel, turn off the TV, unplug the everything, close your eyes and SCREAM. Scream at everything they sell you. Scream at the "have you seen me" flyers you get in the mail. "Hey... I haven't seen you." Stop mailing me guilt. Stop making me pale. Stop complaining to me about your failure. If you make yourself a slave tied to everything you hate, who do you think is to blame? When you make your life a cage you can live in it. And you can sit there and shut your mouth and be the vegetable you turned yourself into. But back to the turned-off TV. Back to fake art and real art and heart attacks and overdoses and the good dying young. "NO THEY DON'T" she said as she pounded on his chest while he lay wheezing on the sidewalk outside the trendy Hollywood club. No they don't. Indeed. They live on and get FAT and OLD and do lots of endorsements for miracle products and limited edition garbage and family theme parks and all-you-can-eat restaurants. They let their belly grow as big as their bank account and then they puke on their legend. They let their suctioned fat drown everything sacred about the art they once made. They become part of the pop art fake art mass-produced cookie-cutter machine of miracle products and Las Vegas comebacks. They become a heart attack that never happened. They become 75 years-old and bored. They fall asleep during interviews. They authorize commemorative plates and figurines of themselves. They become a child's toy. They get buried in the sandbox and everyone forgets about them.
They're not in the world series yet.
This has nothing to do with anything remotely Slashdot related, but I need to do something before my head explodes...
As I type this, my roomate and my best friend/recent lover are fucking in the next room over. WHAT THE FUCK. After 10 years of friendship and built-up sexual tension, we finally hooked up and now less than a week later she's banging my roomate. I am so fucking incensed right now I can't think straight. I wouldn't mind if they went to a hotel or otherwise didn't make it known, but she just FUCKING WALKED PAST MY ROOM TOPLESS AND SHUT THE DOOR IN MY FUCKING FACE. How fucking insensitive can you be?!
This sucks. It's 3AM and I'm telling strangers (GEEK strangers, no less) about my personal problems. I am a big pussy and will most likely not say anything to either one of them so I expect this to go on for a while. Fuck.
Feeling low? There's someone else out there that's having a worse day than you. Trust me.
Why aren't web pages from popular sites like Google declaring what HTML version they're using? Is it because the W3C is a bunch of freaks we shouldn't listen to?
Maybe because they ask me to start documents with crap like
<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01 Transitional//EN">
instead of something simple like
<html version="4.01">
Or maybe because according to them, comments can't contain say </b> when the engine is supposed not to care until it sees -->
Who's right?
She probably dumped you because you have a small cock.
Well what are you waiting for? Quick run in there and take an end!
Article has heading "Lessons learnt". Dont they mean "Lessons Learned"? Or is this some weird cultural Center/Centre thing I dont know about?
Im dreaming ofa big bndwdth, That can resist the
...a 3 wheeled trike-type rickshaw...
It's a sad, sad day when the stories contain two levels of redundancy. Would you say a 2-wheeled, bike-type mountain bike? A four-wheeled, 4x4-like Land Rover? Sheesh.
"Accept that some days you are the pigeon, and some days you are the statue." - David Brent, Wernham Hogg
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English is not my first language, so I'm not entirely sure what you mean. Are you suggesting he should fuck the first hole he encounters?
Oh God! This is the funniest thing I have read in so long. You sir, I doff my cap to you, are a bl00dy comic genius. How I am going to cope with this terrible fit of the giggles here in my very staid office block is beyond me.
Bravo!
No, I'm suggesting he should fuck the hole that is most distant from the currently occupied hole i.e. the other end. Either that or go the nutcracker, I'll let you work that one out yourself.