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Take Me Home, I'm Drunk
Nereus writes "The BBC News is reporting on an interesting new software product developed by three undergraduates at the University of Aberdeen [and the Universities of Hull and Sheffield]. The University Leisure and Lifestyle Manager (ULL) is the ultimate student companion, helping in all aspects of life; from choosing text books, to getting home from the pub after a few too many. Hopefully it won't put an end to the traditional student pastime of waking up on a park bench after a night out, with a traffic cone on your head..."
No matter how well the software is written, the real question is: Will it help me get a chick in the pub? Getting drunk and eventually getting home is the easy part.
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Retail Retreat
"You seem to be writing a letter"
"You seem to be sleeping in and there is an exam in 13 minutes"
"Are you really sure you want to install OSS on that machine?"
Don't blame Durga. I voted for Centauri.
Whatever happened to people using their heads to make smart decisions on how to handle their day to day existence?
Geez.
The older I get, the less I like everyone else.
Seriously, when I've been completely pissed I can hardly remember key sequences and don't even think about coding while drunk, all you get is code riddled with errors and a headache. Fiddling with fiddly little things with lots of buttons (some of which result in a most pleasing and satisfying 'Beep') requires dozens more firing neurons than lifting a pint. Best to just seek out that park bench, some warm snuggly newspapers and a traffic cone.
A feeling of having made the same mistake before: Deja Foobar
No, I think it is "I swear to Drunk, I am god".
Handy stuff. I know when I'm piss drunk, I have no trouble at all operating a smart phone/PDA.
If i'm too drunk to walk home, I can't even hit the little buttons on my cell in the correct order, how the hell is that going to work?
What are we going to do tonight Brain?
Ah, memories... I still don't exaclty remember how I ended up there. The cops were nice, they brought me home.
Ahhh...the great dumpster continuum. Many a free computer will be found there. -- sowth (748135)
When you wake up on a Park Bench? What kind of lame school did you go to? It's not even a night out unless you're either in de-tox, a cell, or in bed with something really scary looking.
What is this, the Hitchhikers Guide to the University?
entry for University of Aberdeen - Mostly Harmless.
try { do() || do_not(); } catch (JediException err) { yoda(err); }
"Take Me Home, I'm Drunk"
Isn't that the blonde mating call?
(good thing my girlfriend doesn't read here)
Serious? Seriousness is well above my pay grade.
My pet hypothesis is that whatever is considered sexy is "what rich people look like." For most of human history, being fat was a sign of wealth (and therefore health and fertility) because only rich people consistently had enough to eat. But these days, it takes wealth to be thin -- fattening food is much cheaper than healthy food, and the majority of jobs at any level on the socieconomic scale involve little or no physical labor, so you have to have time and money to exercise. (The part about the jobs is particularly true for women, which may be why the worship of thin-ness is more pronounced in females, although it increasingly occurs in both sexes.) And since wealth is always a sign of reproductive fitness, it's always sexy.
The correlation between ignorance of statistics and using "correlation is not causation" as an argument is close to 1.