Thank God that I have lived to see these days. Today I can buy a phone that let's me "tweet" and "blog" and wave my hands in the air like some demented loon who's conducting an orchestra only he can see. Instead of, you know, being a PHONE.
In today's world, instead of using my phone to make a phone call, I can wave my phone in the air while holding my bottle of non-water-flavored water as I stand in line to buy non-coffee-flavored coffee. And I can watch pigs glow under UV light. How did I ever survive before?
the officers disclosed information about extra-marital affairs, drug abuse, visits to prostitutes, medical conditions, criminal convictions and debt histories
First: So the RAF works just like Scientology?
Second: Hey! If Scientology can keep all *their* blackmail info secure, why can't the RAF?
Third: Maybe the RAF should hire Scientologists to secure their data
1) Fuck the slashtards, eat what you want.
2) Stop listening to people who want to tell you how to run your life.
3) Slap anyone who believes anything that He-Who-Is-Always-Photographed-From-Below-Peering-Boldly-Into-The-Future says.
Summary:
Become Eric Cartman.
Do it. Do it now.
I command you to do it now.
In my experience, women *and* men who look beautiful on film are, in person, quite often freakishly ugly. The facial features that make someone look good on camera are a huge jutting chin, whopping Jurassic jaw bone, bony protruding cheekbones and a Wicked Witch Of The West nose. In other words, the camera-pretty people usually look like they just crawled out of a east Kentucky holler where everyone's been interbreeding since 1778.
Angelina Jolie is a perfect example of this. If you were ever to meet her in person, you'd probably run screaming "Ea! Ea! The three-lobed burning eye!!" so be careful what you wish for.
And now let me rant about how Slashdot gets worse by the day. Not only do I have to log back in to Slashdot repeatedly when browsing (because I'm "behind a corporate firewall")(imagine!!) but now I find myself browsing this particular topic as user "1779"! Sorry, 1779, I'll try not to muck up your view settings.
It will be interesting to see what Slashdot user posts this, now won't it? Will it be me? 1779? SomeOtherRandomUserAccount? How F&CKING hard is it to keep track of my log in name between subjects? Rtards.
Thank you. I feel better. Go on about your business.
The dinosaurs were all largeish - turkey-sized or bigger - with the exception of thos who seem to have evolved into birds, and may have been much smaller because of the nifty invention of feathers.
Well, it seems from the latest I've read on these things that paleontologists are now a-thinkin that a lot of the big dinosaurs had feathers too. In fact one article I read said that it was quite possible that T-Rex himself looked "like a big chick".
I remember that article because the image of a 60 foot high "chick" with fluffy baby-feathers coated with the rotting blood and entrails of its victims and flesh-caked teeth the size of stalactites is one that haunts my dreams to this day.
Is Germany really so boring that the only things that these guys can do to entertain themselves is by building bionic octopii, robotic jellyfish and flying robotic penguins?
I can see the bionic octopii and flying robotic penguins but robotic jellyfish?? Is there, like, a need for those?
Did the German ISPs block all the scat-porn websites or something?
Yes, please take another huge gob of my money to fund yet another huge government bureaucracy in order to fund the closing of the barn door now that the horse has run out.
All *we* had was an acoustic coupler. And an Ohio Scientfic. S-100 bus. 8k of memory IF you were looky. AND we read the bits as they came over the phone AND typed them in ourselves.
And you tell that to the kids today and they won't believe you. Bah. Spit.
If I ever needed a one-sentence summation of how universities actually operate and the quality of the insanely high priced education derived therefrom, it has been provided here:
My guess is that Prof David Wiley is approaching retirement, has a final salary pension, and is spouting any old drivel in order to form a committee to boost his responsibilities, and therefore earnings, and therefore pension pot.
I have determined that email spam kills small children! And puppies! And endangered sand panthers!
The only way we can save our planet from the ecological abuse that is spam is for you to send me money. Lots of money. And then I'll jolly well put a stop to that!
And I will too.
When BBC produces a show, said show is unencumbered by Hollywood maggots screaming "sequal!", "product placement!", "it needs a Black guy!", "spin off!", "homogonize it until it couldn't offend ANYONE!", "put Roger Corman's name on it!", "put Britney Spears in it!", "it needs a giant mechanical steam-powered spider!".
No, when the BBC produces a show they make sure that the creators know that they're damned lucky to be given any money or air time and then the execs ignore it.
As a result, British TV, while containing as much mindless trash as any other TV, comes up with roughly one innovative, clever, watchable show per year. The only American TV shows that get the same treatment are animated; probably because the network executive slime think animated series aren't important or just for kids or something. Who knows.
Hopefully, British TV's limitations will remain in place for many years to come.
it needs to be of a sufficient size that you don't go bugshit loco crazy
Inadvertently, a Slashdot poster stumbles upon the reason that aliens, intersteller travelers who travel in very small ships, abduct people on Earth and stick things up their butts.
Slashdot Mirror
Thank God that I have lived to see these days. Today I can buy a phone that let's me "tweet" and "blog" and wave my hands in the air like some demented loon who's conducting an orchestra only he can see. Instead of, you know, being a PHONE.
In today's world, instead of using my phone to make a phone call, I can wave my phone in the air while holding my bottle of non-water-flavored water as I stand in line to buy non-coffee-flavored coffee. And I can watch pigs glow under UV light. How did I ever survive before?
Blogs don't cut it. Twitter is for imBESils. I write down all my random, meaningless thoughts on Slashdot!!
Hey! Is anybody reading this??
the officers disclosed information about extra-marital affairs, drug abuse, visits to prostitutes, medical conditions, criminal convictions and debt histories
First: So the RAF works just like Scientology?
Second: Hey! If Scientology can keep all *their* blackmail info secure, why can't the RAF?
Third: Maybe the RAF should hire Scientologists to secure their data
Fourth: Kate Beckinsale in Underworld.
Fifth: REDACTED CLASSIFIED
Nothing ever smelled like a Polaroid when you ejected the picture and all those wonderful chemicals got squeezed all over the film. Ahhhhh. Memories.
I love the smell of Polaroids in the morning.
Bah. If your OS doesn't fit on a 32K ROM chip, don't bother me.
1) Fuck the slashtards, eat what you want.
2) Stop listening to people who want to tell you how to run your life.
3) Slap anyone who believes anything that He-Who-Is-Always-Photographed-From-Below-Peering-Boldly-Into-The-Future says.
Summary:
Become Eric Cartman.
Do it. Do it now.
I command you to do it now.
Sophos:"We have detected a viral anomaly in disk sector 1A10BC"
Me:"Captain, We have detected a viral anomaly in disk sector 1A10BC?"
Sophos (grudgingly):"Captain, We have detected a viral anomaly in disk sector 1A10BC"
Me:"What are you waiting for? Go kill them!"
Sophos (indignantly):"I don't kill viruses, I jail them"
Me:"Huh. Some goddamn Klingon you are!"
In my experience, women *and* men who look beautiful on film are, in person, quite often freakishly ugly. The facial features that make someone look good on camera are a huge jutting chin, whopping Jurassic jaw bone, bony protruding cheekbones and a Wicked Witch Of The West nose. In other words, the camera-pretty people usually look like they just crawled out of a east Kentucky holler where everyone's been interbreeding since 1778.
Angelina Jolie is a perfect example of this. If you were ever to meet her in person, you'd probably run screaming "Ea! Ea! The three-lobed burning eye!!" so be careful what you wish for.
Just lookin' out for you.
+1 ROTFL o de week
WANTED: IlludiumQ36 space modulators. New or used. Top prices paid! Contact Shirley or Bobbie @NASA.
Dude. It's Australia. EVERYTHING'S giant and poisonous in Australia. The fucking COWS are poisonous in Australia.
No, really. I was in Australia once and the guy said "Don't go in there mate, there's giant poisonous cows in there." And there were!
Unless that wasn't Australia. Maybe it was the peyote. Now that I think of it, it might have been the peyote.
And now let me rant about how Slashdot gets worse by the day. Not only do I have to log back in to Slashdot repeatedly when browsing (because I'm "behind a corporate firewall")(imagine!!) but now I find myself browsing this particular topic as user "1779"! Sorry, 1779, I'll try not to muck up your view settings.
It will be interesting to see what Slashdot user posts this, now won't it? Will it be me? 1779? SomeOtherRandomUserAccount? How F&CKING hard is it to keep track of my log in name between subjects? Rtards.
Thank you. I feel better. Go on about your business.
The dinosaurs were all largeish - turkey-sized or bigger - with the exception of thos who seem to have evolved into birds, and may have been much smaller because of the nifty invention of feathers.
Well, it seems from the latest I've read on these things that paleontologists are now a-thinkin that a lot of the big dinosaurs had feathers too. In fact one article I read said that it was quite possible that T-Rex himself looked "like a big chick".
I remember that article because the image of a 60 foot high "chick" with fluffy baby-feathers coated with the rotting blood and entrails of its victims and flesh-caked teeth the size of stalactites is one that haunts my dreams to this day.
Oh. You want cites? Ah.
Look! A bunny! Look at the bunny! (runs away)
Mod points! I need mod points! NOW!
+1 Someone Who Gets It
Oh, BTW, a special +2 mod is available to anyone who can get a VAX vs VMS flamewar started.
Is Germany really so boring that the only things that these guys can do to entertain themselves is by building bionic octopii, robotic jellyfish and flying robotic penguins?
I can see the bionic octopii and flying robotic penguins but robotic jellyfish?? Is there, like, a need for those?
Did the German ISPs block all the scat-porn websites or something?
Yes, please take another huge gob of my money to fund yet another huge government bureaucracy in order to fund the closing of the barn door now that the horse has run out.
All *we* had was an acoustic coupler. And an Ohio Scientfic. S-100 bus. 8k of memory IF you were looky. AND we read the bits as they came over the phone AND typed them in ourselves.
And you tell that to the kids today and they won't believe you. Bah. Spit.
If I ever needed a one-sentence summation of how universities actually operate and the quality of the insanely high priced education derived therefrom, it has been provided here:
My guess is that Prof David Wiley is approaching retirement, has a final salary pension, and is spouting any old drivel in order to form a committee to boost his responsibilities, and therefore earnings, and therefore pension pot.
What is this "girlfriend" thing that you speak of?
I have determined that email spam kills small children! And puppies! And endangered sand panthers!
The only way we can save our planet from the ecological abuse that is spam is for you to send me money. Lots of money. And then I'll jolly well put a stop to that! And I will too.
You're all individuals!
I'm not.
And thank god for that.
When BBC produces a show, said show is unencumbered by Hollywood maggots screaming "sequal!", "product placement!", "it needs a Black guy!", "spin off!", "homogonize it until it couldn't offend ANYONE!", "put Roger Corman's name on it!", "put Britney Spears in it!", "it needs a giant mechanical steam-powered spider!".
No, when the BBC produces a show they make sure that the creators know that they're damned lucky to be given any money or air time and then the execs ignore it.
As a result, British TV, while containing as much mindless trash as any other TV, comes up with roughly one innovative, clever, watchable show per year. The only American TV shows that get the same treatment are animated; probably because the network executive slime think animated series aren't important or just for kids or something. Who knows.
Hopefully, British TV's limitations will remain in place for many years to come.
Ah iz en Slashdot postin as ahnonymous coward plotting mai neffarious terrorist plotz.
it needs to be of a sufficient size that you don't go bugshit loco crazy
...
Inadvertently, a Slashdot poster stumbles upon the reason that aliens, intersteller travelers who travel in very small ships, abduct people on Earth and stick things up their butts.
And then
Cheap speakers that can be installed everywhere.
Too-doo too-doo
Too-doo too-doo
Good morning good morning good morning
It's another lovely day
I'll be under the green dome if you need me.