novels are written, to briefly take such men, out of that quiet desperation, even for a short while. Novels therefore require a certain melodrama and fantasy element
Well, some novels, maybe. I've heard it said that there used to be a habit in the 19th and 20th centuries to write novels in order to provide knowledge or moral teachings to the reader.
However, I can't find either of those topics in wikipedia, so maybe not...
Is there any secret to getting the cable company (Cablevision here in Westchester County, NY) to fix the local infrastructure?
The first broadband available was cable, and while it worked, it was great. But I would lose the signal at least 3 times a week. Sometimes on weekends (when we would notice it) the signal would go up and down every five minutes.
Yep, we had all the Cablevision idiots out every other week. And of course, when they showed up, it would be working. Or they would replace coaxial cable, and show off their technical skills but showing me that the center conductor moved ("yeah, last guy already showed me that...")
I finally noticed that when my digital cable signal was lost, channels 2, 4 and 5 would get fuzzy or worse.
Every "technician" would claim it was the cable running from the basement up into the house, but with the cable modem at the Cablevision demarc point in the basement, I would drop the signal.
Neighbors across the street haven't reported similar problems, so I assuming (yeah, yeah...) that it's not the entire neighborhood loop.
I'm trying to balance having to take 4 hours off work every other week to stand in my basement and watch some knucklehead replace coaxial cable vs. wanting that faster access back. But I can't seem to convince anyone at Cablevision that it's out there (*pointing at the pole across the street*) and not in my house.
Twenty miles north of Times Square and I can't get more than 128K....sheeeesh......
"See, once you move from a rural area to a bigger city, you start to get upset as thieves always seem to break into your car and steal anything of value. So, in order to not have to pay for another window or fix up a lock, they'll just leave the car unlocked with no valuables inside."
Favorite apocryphal 70s New York City story:
Manhattanite leaves his car on the street with the trunk open, the glove box open, the windows up but the doors unlocked. He's taped a note to the dashboard that reads: "No Radio."
When he returns, he finds all four windows are smashed and the following response to his note: "Get one!"
"There are plenty of intelligent educated professional women out there, I've established that as fact, but the gentleman in question can't seem to see them."
You've established this as fact? I guess we are to believe that you have a line of intelligent educated professional lined up in your backyard as proof.
Not that I don't believe that there are intelligent educated professional women (I'm married to one), but I suspect that they are *ahem* in a different county then you.
Partner at a major consulting company calls me into his office because his computer won't boot. I boot from a floppy (this is in the old days of Windows on top of DOS) and discover that there are NO files on the root of C:.
I ask him what he had done. He had a first level directory that he wanted to get rid of, so he CDs to that directory. Then he does a 'DEL *.*'. When he runs a DIR, he sees two files: '.' and '..'.
My espanol ain't what it used to be, but I translated the missing final paragraph as:
"So, your entire argument is reduced to a steaming sludge pot of your incomplete assumptions; the world at large has learned that you are nothing more than a third-rate slug who has hair in his nose; and your entire family suffers from the disabilitating scourge of too many years of idiot-producing interbreeding and incest. I see nothing left for you other than reconciling yourself to your general odiousness, or at best, suicide."
"The initial data transmission speed will be 2.4 kilobits per second, Ms. Washburn said, and in the following weeks it should increase to 10 Kbps."
Wow! 10 Kbps! Sign me up!
but I don't see any way of converting that into the actual userbase
Instead of trying to figure it out from downloads, why don't we just count off?
One...
novels are written, to briefly take such men, out of that quiet desperation, even for a short while. Novels therefore require a certain melodrama and fantasy element
Well, some novels, maybe. I've heard it said that there used to be a habit in the 19th and 20th centuries to write novels in order to provide knowledge or moral teachings to the reader.
However, I can't find either of those topics in wikipedia, so maybe not...
My biggest 2 are:
1. No math questions.
Is Newt still a congressman?
Okay, slightly off topic...
Is there any secret to getting the cable company (Cablevision here in Westchester County, NY) to fix the local infrastructure?
The first broadband available was cable, and while it worked, it was great. But I would lose the signal at least 3 times a week. Sometimes on weekends (when we would notice it) the signal would go up and down every five minutes.
Yep, we had all the Cablevision idiots out every other week. And of course, when they showed up, it would be working. Or they would replace coaxial cable, and show off their technical skills but showing me that the center conductor moved ("yeah, last guy already showed me that...")
I finally noticed that when my digital cable signal was lost, channels 2, 4 and 5 would get fuzzy or worse.
Every "technician" would claim it was the cable running from the basement up into the house, but with the cable modem at the Cablevision demarc point in the basement, I would drop the signal.
Neighbors across the street haven't reported similar problems, so I assuming (yeah, yeah...) that it's not the entire neighborhood loop.
I'm trying to balance having to take 4 hours off work every other week to stand in my basement and watch some knucklehead replace coaxial cable vs. wanting that faster access back. But I can't seem to convince anyone at Cablevision that it's out there (*pointing at the pole across the street*) and not in my house.
Twenty miles north of Times Square and I can't get more than 128K....sheeeesh......
"See, once you move from a rural area to a bigger city, you start to get upset as thieves always seem to break into your car and steal anything of value. So, in order to not have to pay for another window or fix up a lock, they'll just leave the car unlocked with no valuables inside."
Favorite apocryphal 70s New York City story:
Manhattanite leaves his car on the street with the trunk open, the glove box open, the windows up but the doors unlocked. He's taped a note to the dashboard that reads: "No Radio."
When he returns, he finds all four windows are smashed and the following response to his note: "Get one!"
"There are plenty of intelligent educated professional women out there, I've established that as fact, but the gentleman in question can't seem to see them."
You've established this as fact? I guess we are to believe that you have a line of intelligent educated professional lined up in your backyard as proof.
Not that I don't believe that there are intelligent educated professional women (I'm married to one), but I suspect that they are *ahem* in a different county then you.
Partner at a major consulting company calls me into his office because his computer won't boot. I boot from a floppy (this is in the old days of Windows on top of DOS) and discover that there are NO files on the root of C:.
I ask him what he had done. He had a first level directory that he wanted to get rid of, so he CDs to that directory. Then he does a 'DEL *.*'. When he runs a DIR, he sees two files: '.' and '..'.
So he deletes both of them...
What a waste of air!
But I can't wait for the next one, Revolution OS...
"an imperial dynasty is started by a strong, good emperor, and then all his descendents are idiots."
So, whatever happened to the smart Bush?
My espanol ain't what it used to be, but I translated the missing final paragraph as:
"So, your entire argument is reduced to a steaming sludge pot of your incomplete assumptions; the world at large has learned that you are nothing more than a third-rate slug who has hair in his nose; and your entire family suffers from the disabilitating scourge of too many years of idiot-producing interbreeding and incest. I see nothing left for you other than reconciling yourself to your general odiousness, or at best, suicide."
fuckin aye
"There are limits to what a person will do when they know they aren't going to get paid for it." Like create an OS, perhaps?
You say that like that's a bad thing...
"The initial data transmission speed will be 2.4 kilobits per second, Ms. Washburn said, and in the following weeks it should increase to 10 Kbps." Wow! 10 Kbps! Sign me up!