I may be thinking fiction here, but wasn't there one organized crime group that grew so large but was constrained by keeping stuff undercover that they decided to go legit?
Exactly. As far as the general populace is concerned, it's Mac or Windows. Most of the non-techies that I actually know would also be able to answer with what version of Windows [probably not 32/64-bit] if prompted, but it usually isn't an issue.
I don't often watch TV/movies, preferring to just loop a playlist as white noise when I'm doing stuff, but I "watched" all of Scrubs, 181 episodes at something like 45 minutes each, in four weekends a few months ago. (Which clocks in at... 135.75 hours or 5.65625 days.)
http://techcrunch.com/2011/07/01/zynga-financials/ "Zynga finally filed for its IPO today, and we now we get to take a look at its financials. At a high level, the company made nearly $600 million in revenues last year, and $90 million in profits.... The good news for investors is that Zynga actually makes a profit."
I was hoping the paddle would be more directly controlled. Say, with a glowing fluorescent tube. Bonus points if it showed the movements of the person as well, so you could end up with a pretty awesome shadowdancing display.
On the subject of cell phones and radios... a few years back [3ish?] I was trying to call somebody and ended up picking up somebody else's signal. Well. I was bored, so I pretty much sat there for half an hour during lunch, listening to some guy yell at his credit card company about unauthorized charges that happened a month ago.
Scary thing was that there was a particular spot in the building where I would consistently get other phone calls.
I actually find the second one to be more threatening. The first one is just the rant of an angry person while the second shows much more deliberate thought and, to me, has the distinct undertone of a threat.
Which reminds me of a story I came across once-- it was basically the journal of an explorer who left Earth to some distant system with the intent to beam information back and start the colonization of the universe. Turns out, when he [and the rest of the crew] got there, space travel had advanced so much that he was welcomed as an artifact that only historians cared about while his trip amounted to nothing more than a footnote in the history books. (Plus a little extra human interest about his wife and kids being one of the first colonists on the planet and having long since died.)
The important distinction is HOW did they hand it over: "Hi, we heard people might be up to something; mind giving up all your info on people named Mike?" vs "Here's a court order."
First source that came up gave 48.5mpg mileage for the Honda NT700 so at 7,500 gallons of gas, and assuming no significant overhead for using thorium, you're looking at 360,000 miles before you need a refill. Even at 10% efficiency, one gram would last you more than the average life expectancy of a motorcycle (at least according to a few sites out there).
She's a South African runner who, due to a variety of factors but probably her speed and appearance, had her sex called into question. I remember talking to a few friends of mine in the medical field about her at the time and one of the more interesting theories was that she may be sexually male but with a developmental disorder that causes superficially female genitalia to develop.
What's next, calling a peg-legged pirate a cyborg because his wooden leg is "cybernetic"? Then we send him to ninja school and we have "cyborg pirate ninja".
Great! Then we just need to kill him and bring him back to have the legendary Ninja Zombie Pirate Robot!
I'm reminded of a story (can't speak for its accuracy though) of this small town that recently had a cell tower put up in its boundaries. Immediately, people in the town started complaining of headaches and insomnia. They complained to the company and they took some of the townspeople on a tour of the new radio tower to explain things and allay their concerns: the tower didn't even have any equipment yet.
Living in Grand Rapids myself; As I recall, Steam Pig placed in the top 10 last year, but not the top 3. You can take a look at it here: http://steampig.com/
I've actually wondered if there was any practical downside, other than problems before getting it up, to the Futurama solution: just stick it in a rocket and blast it off in a random direction. Preferably without a return address.
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There's an app for that.
Type n Walk is a new iPhone app that lets you see what's in front of you while typing and walking.
Alt-0233, at least on a standard US Windows installation, yields "é". ...Yeeeah, I actually know that offhand.
Just a hunch, but I'm willing to bet there's a lot more people technologically-capable people interested in Pokémon than WWII though.
I may be thinking fiction here, but wasn't there one organized crime group that grew so large but was constrained by keeping stuff undercover that they decided to go legit?
Exactly. As far as the general populace is concerned, it's Mac or Windows. Most of the non-techies that I actually know would also be able to answer with what version of Windows [probably not 32/64-bit] if prompted, but it usually isn't an issue.
I don't often watch TV/movies, preferring to just loop a playlist as white noise when I'm doing stuff, but I "watched" all of Scrubs, 181 episodes at something like 45 minutes each, in four weekends a few months ago. (Which clocks in at... 135.75 hours or 5.65625 days.)
http://www.csun.edu/science/health/docs/tv&health.html
"According to the A.C. Nielsen Co., the average American watches more than 4 hours of TV each day"
http://techcrunch.com/2011/07/01/zynga-financials/ ...
"Zynga finally filed for its IPO today, and we now we get to take a look at its financials. At a high level, the company made nearly $600 million in revenues last year, and $90 million in profits.
The good news for investors is that Zynga actually makes a profit."
Darn it, it ate an edit of mine. SWINING a fluorescent tube, I meant.
I was hoping the paddle would be more directly controlled. Say, with a glowing fluorescent tube. Bonus points if it showed the movements of the person as well, so you could end up with a pretty awesome shadowdancing display.
Seriously? I came across that in manga and thought it was a silly joke.
On the subject of cell phones and radios... a few years back [3ish?] I was trying to call somebody and ended up picking up somebody else's signal. Well. I was bored, so I pretty much sat there for half an hour during lunch, listening to some guy yell at his credit card company about unauthorized charges that happened a month ago.
Scary thing was that there was a particular spot in the building where I would consistently get other phone calls.
Lies! Golf is talking long walks on a manicured lawn interrupted by hitting things with highly engineered sticks!
That would be a pretty cool bonus, actually. Half the Schroedinger packs have a cat, half of them don't!
Whereas unidentifiable objects are what gets the scientists interested in science!
I actually find the second one to be more threatening. The first one is just the rant of an angry person while the second shows much more deliberate thought and, to me, has the distinct undertone of a threat.
Which reminds me of a story I came across once-- it was basically the journal of an explorer who left Earth to some distant system with the intent to beam information back and start the colonization of the universe. Turns out, when he [and the rest of the crew] got there, space travel had advanced so much that he was welcomed as an artifact that only historians cared about while his trip amounted to nothing more than a footnote in the history books. (Plus a little extra human interest about his wife and kids being one of the first colonists on the planet and having long since died.)
The important distinction is HOW did they hand it over: "Hi, we heard people might be up to something; mind giving up all your info on people named Mike?" vs "Here's a court order."
First source that came up gave 48.5mpg mileage for the Honda NT700 so at 7,500 gallons of gas, and assuming no significant overhead for using thorium, you're looking at 360,000 miles before you need a refill. Even at 10% efficiency, one gram would last you more than the average life expectancy of a motorcycle (at least according to a few sites out there).
I find The Sims to be decently realistic. The problem is that I find myself to be the sim, not the player...
An excellent example of a somewhat-recent controversial athlete: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caster_Semenya
She's a South African runner who, due to a variety of factors but probably her speed and appearance, had her sex called into question. I remember talking to a few friends of mine in the medical field about her at the time and one of the more interesting theories was that she may be sexually male but with a developmental disorder that causes superficially female genitalia to develop.
What's next, calling a peg-legged pirate a cyborg because his wooden leg is "cybernetic"? Then we send him to ninja school and we have "cyborg pirate ninja".
Great! Then we just need to kill him and bring him back to have the legendary Ninja Zombie Pirate Robot!
Phoenix Wright, is that you?
Maybe he just has to wear an adamantium razor-sharp ring all the time to slice it off every time it regrows.
I'm reminded of a story (can't speak for its accuracy though) of this small town that recently had a cell tower put up in its boundaries. Immediately, people in the town started complaining of headaches and insomnia. They complained to the company and they took some of the townspeople on a tour of the new radio tower to explain things and allay their concerns: the tower didn't even have any equipment yet.
Living in Grand Rapids myself; As I recall, Steam Pig placed in the top 10 last year, but not the top 3. You can take a look at it here: http://steampig.com/
I've actually wondered if there was any practical downside, other than problems before getting it up, to the Futurama solution: just stick it in a rocket and blast it off in a random direction. Preferably without a return address.