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They Finally Found Out We Like Our Computers
I'm Not There (1956) writes "Sociologist Clifford Nass is talking about how people think of their computers as something like human beings. In one of his experiments, Nass found that people are more willing to 'help' computers when the computer helped them previously: 'When people were then asked to help optimize the screen resolution on a computer where the program had been "helpful," they were much more likely to do so than with the less helpful version.' He also found that people evaluating software's performance were more forgiving if the evaluation was done on the same computer the software was tested on. Nass has recently published the book The Man Who Lied to His Laptop, in which he 'uses our interactions with machines to investigate how human relationships could be improved.'"
Windows sux... Just install Linux. :)
If I were God, wouldn't I protect my churches from acts of me?
I keep a couple of fuckbuddies. Homely girls, but nice and willing to make me food and give me sex anytime I want. I treat them with absolute respectful honesty and do their dishes if they let me stay the night.
Other bitches treat me with respect because they know that I'm not going to pander to them or jump through hoops to get at that 'nanny. Why should I dance like a monkey for their amusement? The question is, what will those bitches do to amuse me?
Who wants to hear about reality TV or their puerile Brazilian fetish? I want nerdy, dorky, and insane. Like the chick, with the autographed photo of herself with Wil Wheaton, who blew my dick in one of the third-floor study booths in Cal State Northridge's Oviatt Library(which, interestingly enough, was featured in the recent Star Trek remake) and tried to solicit a midget for a threesome with us.
Ladies of Slashdot: if you're not willing to blow in a public library or paint with your menstrual blood, you are boooooring. You can change that, though, by crowbaring your asses off of the bon-bons and Real Housewives and really living a little. And no, a pair of "ironic" glasses and a t-shirt from Hot Topic dosen't automagically make you interesting. Why do the majority of you lack a sense of adventure?