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nofrance writes "A very interesting little experiment where multiple viewers get to select whether to set a single pixel to black or white, to help build a picture. All pictures can also be viewed as animations over time, often showing just how close the picture got to finished before returning to something closer to static."
The universal picture of the Slashdot logo: 404.
Pixelfest is cooler.
i changed a pixel. then it died. sure answers that question(mark).
.cig - what you do after winning a good flame war
because I'm not repeating it:
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...what percentage of them are trolls?
We once tried to use about 300 windows in a high rise to display a picture using lights. What a fias o getting people to follow directions.
This is interesting as the image progresses quickly.
The human scanner, 1 person per pixel.
Oh right... their servers just died...
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> A very interesting little experiment where multiple viewers get to select whether to set a single pixel to black or white, to help build a picture.
We are the Slashdotters.
Purchase more bandwidth and increase your hosting budget.
We will add your experimental and pixelogical distinctiveness to our own.
Your images will adapt to resemble that of the Goaste Guy.
Resistance is futile.
as if millions of pixels suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly blanked.
Multiple viewers get to impatiently send multiple HTTP POST requests to the server, to help build a server failure. All server responses can be viewed as timeouts after some time, often showing just how close the server got to finishing before returning something closer to static.
After reading about the future and potential of networked minds, it's hilarious to load up this page and see a near-random ASCII grid with the caption "The collective conscious is trying to create 'a bucket'". Now that's putting things in perspective.
(Mostly off topic, but, heck.. what is the topic?)
If you only get black and white pixels, I hope they are rendering them as XBM images. XBM is the coolest long-lost, widely supported image format - client side scriptable too!
It's a CGI script, all you're going to do is cache a static version of it.
Your hair look like poop, Bob! - Wanker.
Hello! I brought a few friends. I hope you don't mind. *sniff, sniff* Mmm... is that server flambé?
People will pass up steak once a week, for crap every day.
I opened like 50 FF tabs and a couple actually connected and worked.
/. to open 50-100 tabs on their site, but if it works....
I hate to encourage
Rebecca and Gary
English 44A
Creative Writing
Prof Miller
In-class Assignment for Wednesday
Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth. Remember to reread what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached.
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At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The camomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked camomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So camomile was out of the question.
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Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
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He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth -- when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
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Little did she know, but she has less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through Congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion which vaporized Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!"
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This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic, semi-literate adolescent.
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Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium.
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You total $*&.
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Stupid %&#$!.
I don't think I want to see what /. would do to that experiment anyway.
Me either. Seeing goatse once is more than enough.
Who ordered that?
If like collaborative art, also check out the ice.org gallery.
The guy who wrote this (kevan.org) has written lots of neat online games. My favourite is urban dead - urbandead.com. It's completely pathetic for the first five minutes and then utterly addictive. I recommend starting as a fireman :)
Believe with me, my saplings.
I bet that any pictoral representation of the interenet's collective mind will end up pornographic.
I hereby donate half my humor to Sheepdot UID 211478 on Slashdot in the hopes that it might make him or her feel better about life and have at least one laugh each day.
Compliments
Anonymous Coward
acting on behalf of the world
What if this Hivemind approach could be applied to drawing a vector image. Or even CAD, for building a house/car/spaceship? Suppose a webpage could feature a large vector-drawing canvas, sort of like a simplified version of Adobe Illustrate or the Macromedia Flash editor. Perhaps it could be built using AJAX. Start off with a blank canvas, and allow a visitor to lay down a single vectorized stroke. Then see what everyone's strokes all add up to. This 'wisdom of crowds' idea is pretty intriguing. Anyone have any links to other webpages based on this idea? Anyone have any ideas for what might make for a good webpage project based on this idea?