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Then I suppose I will be sad. --
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I think of the whole concept in believing in god is pathetic. Try reading some Nietzsche.
Hey, I think the whole concept of NOT believing in a higher power is pathetic. Of course, I'm not ramming my beliefs down your throat while you're busy bitching that we're pathetic. I've got an idea: You believe what you want, I'll believe what I want.
Or, to put it another way:
A knight and a monk were traveling together silently for quite some time. Finally, the knight says, "You live a life of poverty, never knowing the touch of a woman, denying yourself all manner of delights, all because you believe there is a God. I do not share your faith. I tear the marrow from the bones of life, indulging myself at every opportunity. I've broken every law created by man and church, and I fear no consequence, because I don't believe in your God. My question, however is this: what if life ends in the groun, and man is nothing more than meat for worms? You will have wasted your whole life denying yourself for nothing. What if you die and learn there is no God?"
The monk thought about this and shrugged his shoulders, offering, "Then I suppose I would be sad. But tell me this, sir knight...what happens when you die, and you find out there is?"
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If the University has entered into a landlord/tenant agreement with the individual for the exclusive use of said private property...
But the point being that said Universities are NOT entering into tenant/landlord agreements, this is irrelevant. I don't know of a single New Jersey public college that has an on-campus tenant/landlord agreement. What this school may be doing in the future is becoming landlord of several off-campus housing units, therefore said off-campus units would not be subject to the same search-and-seizure capabilities that on-campus housing is. --
No, cops cannot do what they like. We have people called judges who are supposed to use their wisdom to determine whether police can enter and search people's quarters. Unfortunately the police in their overreactionary stupidity probably blew this "threat" out of proportion to the judge who was probably all to willing to comply.
Actually at most American colleges and universities your rights are sacrificed when you sign the sheet saying "yes, I want to live in a dorm." Specifically sections where "I agree to abide by the rules and regulations of insert school here" can be used by campus police. It's also not well known that on-campus housing, although you live in it, is the property of the school. Therefore should they suspect something stupid is going on, you have no right of refusal.
I'm not saying I agree with what they did; I'm just saying that I'm not surprised. --
Don't forget that Verizon's name is made up of
"Veritas" and "Horizon." Being that Veritas means "truth" in Latin, the marketroids didn't pay much attention to what that would've meant, as I see it as "the truth is over the horizon, so you'll never be near it when you deal with us."
At least when you think about it, that is. --
Being an employee and former student of a university in New Jersey, we generate our own power as we have a steam-based electric plant on-campus. Only one block of dorms has non-campus power, and that's nothing we have to worry about as it was purchased from the town. Maybe some California schools should start in on their own power plants and tke the load off the grid. --
In years past very few people ever had the opportunity to see an opera. The best that most people could get would be the county fair. Now everyone in the Western world is able to afford to hear music from their favorite artist, be it through CDs or radios. Concerts and TV have replace operas. Rock has replace classical music as the most popular, because now the populace chooses what's popular as opposed to the select elite rich.
Being a member of said generation of "up up, down down" Nintendo males hasn't made opera inaccessible for me. As a matter of fact, I am a classically trained opear singer that happens to work for a public university as a network tech/sysadmin. My degree is a Bachelor of Music in vocal performance.
It's often occurred to me that the reason opera and classical music is not because it's the music of the "elite" (which is historically untrue) but that it requires more thought than recent generations prefer.
Mozart was one of the greatest composers of all time. He's written beautiful operas, orchestral works and chamber music. How do people know him now? "He's that Amadeus dude from that movie, right?" For a man who was instrumental in bringing music to the people, he's now shunned by the descendants of those people he enlightened.
Before the 20th century, people went to theaters and operas to go out and have fun. Yes, the king and his court went to the opera house, but the theatre two blocks down was performing a different show, and the house is packed with peasents. They may not have understood every word, but the story and the emotions were what kept them coming back.
From my own personal experience, it's not opera that's lacking. It's the attention span of today's fast food, immediate download, next-day Fed Ex generation.
Nope, Old Rasputin is a brew by the North Coast Brewing Company. It's an Russian Imperial Stout, though, and nothing like Guinness. I love the beer, but less stoutwise friends state that (and I quote) "it tastes like coffee strained through dirty gym socks." Beware of freaking your friends out, it's a strong, thick stout.
Old Rasputin Russian Imperial Stout
Not that I'd have an overwhelming interest in it or anything...it's my nickname after all.;) --
I only speak for the Northeast here. Everybody I know that went to companies in Philly, New York etc had unpaid internships. As far as I had ever been aware, that is. Plus, I know for a fact that my friend who went to Goddard was unpaid.
AFAIK, most internships (read: Cheap labor for companies) aren't even paid. It's supposed to be experience. On top of that, if you're even getting paid what my student workers do at my school ($8-9 an hour) that's better than what my friend got interning for the summer at NASA/Goddard. --
1. Depending on the school, they may have summer job openings at the Computer Networking department. Many schools run *nix systems due to financial constraints. They can also be an excellent source of reference for later jobs. Trust me.
2. Check http://www.geekfinder.com to find out what companies are hiring, and give them a call. They may be looking for an intern. It never hurts to ask.
I'd have to say that this campus is probably running the same thing Rowan is running, that is to say a ROLM phone network that was installed long long ago in a galaxy far, far away: the 70's. The primary way to attach to the network (before we got wired two years ago) was to utilize a conneciton defined as a "dataphone" that connected at 19200 bps to the "network." It was a standard phone like any other at the school, but it had an RS-232 interface on the back, an extra power cable, and a $60/semester charge. You were required to have one of two things: an Elvis account (IRIX box, Computer Science majors only) or a Jupiter account (meaning you were a general student with the patience to learn Irix on another box). There was a very limited number of these phones, and you could be wait-listed for months to get one. There were two ways around this system, and one invloved a dataphone.
The first was simply to buy a digital/analog converter as mentioned above. It also invloved taking the phone off the hook, hitting Do Not Disturb to remove call waiting, and dialing it your own damn self.
The second was to get a dataphone, hook it up, and utilize it as a dial-up networking adapter. Someone somewhere (I don't remember where) wrote a DUN.INF file for it, and it worked like a charm. Just like surfing from home.
Of course, we're all wired now, so we don't have to hassle ourselves with this anymore. --
Either way, there's a guy on a bike racing a cheetah through a desert. He eventually gets close to it, jumps off his bike and tackles it. They pace around each other, he reaches DOWN its throat (yuck) and pulls out a can of Mountain Dew with cat-fang marks in it. He looks at it, shakes it to see if it's empty, then says "bad kitty! BAD KITTY!" Cut to his three friends on top of a mountain. One turns to another and says, "see, that's why I'm not a cat person."
looks like we're sitting here with our collective thumbs up our butts again. We're never going to see DVD's of Star Wars. Not that I'm very concerned about Episode I; I thought the script had Mac-truck sized holes in it. But who doesn't want a DVD of Empire, with AT-AT's blasting huge holes in your screen while the floor shakes in full 5.1 digital audio? *sigh* We can dream can't we? --
It's good to see that they're not letting the first failure stop them. The kid who volunteered to let them do that knew very well that he may not live through the procedure, but he did it anyway. He knew that some way, he'd wind up helping others. At least he didn't die in vain.
>It also didn't endear them to a generation of > punks (myself included), despite the fact that > 'Live in Leeds' can be seen as a seminal > influence on both punk and heavy metal.
But if you look at it another way, The Who weren't really punks...they were more Mods than punks, although they did have an influence on everything. I think the Broadway version was fantastic, at least with the original cast. The cast I saw the night it closed was pathetic up until Pinball Wizard. But either way, Tommy is still an excellent piece in its own right.
Tommy is not only one of the finest pieces that Pete and Co. ever produced, but it's one of the most well-known Who pieces ever, the only possible toppers being "Who Are You" and "My Generation." Tommy itself was pretty much the first attempt at "serious" rock music writing; the subject on which it was based is autobiographical. Much of Pete Townshend's early life was nearly "autistic" in a way. Tommy's definately NOT "only for the hard core." Many people found it through the excellent Broadway production from 1993. --
I remember in high school (in Jersey) we had to take these drug-use tests, and supposedly there were "flag" questions on the test that told them whether or not to throw out the test result, ie. fake drug names. This made it "accurate." What they didn't count on was what went on in my homeroom, six of us sitting in a circle in the back going, "Alright...I'll be the crackhead, Kurt you be the alkie..." and so on. All it took was a little brain trust. I recall that 99% of my senior class, according to this "accurate" test, were alcoholics. This is what happens when they try to do things like this.
Actually, Jersey is the Garden State. I don't like admitting it, either, but it's really a green, gardeny place. Ever been to Sussex County (actually, Suss-hicks cow-nty)? It's all green around there. And to the moron who said "what exit are you from?" The Garden State and the Turnpike only run from New York City to (respectively) Cape May and Delaware. There's whole areas inaccessible to either. My parents live over an hour away from the Turnpike, and they're still in New Jersey! SO to you, I say: Bite me. --
Let's just think about this: Is Netscape's only product the Navigator browser? Netscape has server-side products as well that may be ripping off NCR's own patents, as NCR has been in the server-client data business for years. Admittedly, I'm biased, since my father's worked for NCR since 1979, but IIRC the NCR Tower (and NCR *did* attempt to patent the word "tower" as pertaining to computer equipment, but failed) was around long before Netscape.
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Then I suppose I will be sad.
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Hey, I think the whole concept of NOT believing in a higher power is pathetic. Of course, I'm not ramming my beliefs down your throat while you're busy bitching that we're pathetic. I've got an idea: You believe what you want, I'll believe what I want.
Or, to put it another way:
A knight and a monk were traveling together silently for quite some time. Finally, the knight says, "You live a life of poverty, never knowing the touch of a woman, denying yourself all manner of delights, all because you believe there is a God. I do not share your faith. I tear the marrow from the bones of life, indulging myself at every opportunity. I've broken every law created by man and church, and I fear no consequence, because I don't believe in your God. My question, however is this: what if life ends in the groun, and man is nothing more than meat for worms? You will have wasted your whole life denying yourself for nothing. What if you die and learn there is no God?"
The monk thought about this and shrugged his shoulders, offering, "Then I suppose I would be sad. But tell me this, sir knight...what happens when you die, and you find out there is?"
--
But the point being that said Universities are NOT entering into tenant/landlord agreements, this is irrelevant. I don't know of a single New Jersey public college that has an on-campus tenant/landlord agreement. What this school may be doing in the future is becoming landlord of several off-campus housing units, therefore said off-campus units would not be subject to the same search-and-seizure capabilities that on-campus housing is.
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Actually at most American colleges and universities your rights are sacrificed when you sign the sheet saying "yes, I want to live in a dorm." Specifically sections where "I agree to abide by the rules and regulations of insert school here" can be used by campus police. It's also not well known that on-campus housing, although you live in it, is the property of the school. Therefore should they suspect something stupid is going on, you have no right of refusal.
I'm not saying I agree with what they did; I'm just saying that I'm not surprised.
--
Don't forget that Verizon's name is made up of "Veritas" and "Horizon." Being that Veritas means "truth" in Latin, the marketroids didn't pay much attention to what that would've meant, as I see it as "the truth is over the horizon, so you'll never be near it when you deal with us." At least when you think about it, that is.
--
Being an employee and former student of a university in New Jersey, we generate our own power as we have a steam-based electric plant on-campus. Only one block of dorms has non-campus power, and that's nothing we have to worry about as it was purchased from the town. Maybe some California schools should start in on their own power plants and tke the load off the grid.
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Being a member of said generation of "up up, down down" Nintendo males hasn't made opera inaccessible for me. As a matter of fact, I am a classically trained opear singer that happens to work for a public university as a network tech/sysadmin. My degree is a Bachelor of Music in vocal performance.
It's often occurred to me that the reason opera and classical music is not because it's the music of the "elite" (which is historically untrue) but that it requires more thought than recent generations prefer.
Mozart was one of the greatest composers of all time. He's written beautiful operas, orchestral works and chamber music. How do people know him now? "He's that Amadeus dude from that movie, right?" For a man who was instrumental in bringing music to the people, he's now shunned by the descendants of those people he enlightened.
Before the 20th century, people went to theaters and operas to go out and have fun. Yes, the king and his court went to the opera house, but the theatre two blocks down was performing a different show, and the house is packed with peasents. They may not have understood every word, but the story and the emotions were what kept them coming back.
From my own personal experience, it's not opera that's lacking. It's the attention span of today's fast food, immediate download, next-day Fed Ex generation.
--
Nope, Old Rasputin is a brew by the North Coast Brewing Company. It's an Russian Imperial Stout, though, and nothing like Guinness. I love the beer, but less stoutwise friends state that (and I quote) "it tastes like coffee strained through dirty gym socks." Beware of freaking your friends out, it's a strong, thick stout. Old Rasputin Russian Imperial Stout Not that I'd have an overwhelming interest in it or anything...it's my nickname after all. ;)
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I only speak for the Northeast here. Everybody I know that went to companies in Philly, New York etc had unpaid internships. As far as I had ever been aware, that is. Plus, I know for a fact that my friend who went to Goddard was unpaid.
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AFAIK, most internships (read: Cheap labor for companies) aren't even paid. It's supposed to be experience. On top of that, if you're even getting paid what my student workers do at my school ($8-9 an hour) that's better than what my friend got interning for the summer at NASA/Goddard.
--
1. Depending on the school, they may have summer job openings at the Computer Networking department. Many schools run *nix systems due to financial constraints. They can also be an excellent source of reference for later jobs. Trust me.
2. Check http://www.geekfinder.com to find out what companies are hiring, and give them a call. They may be looking for an intern. It never hurts to ask.
--
I'd have to say that this campus is probably running the same thing Rowan is running, that is to say a ROLM phone network that was installed long long ago in a galaxy far, far away: the 70's. The primary way to attach to the network (before we got wired two years ago) was to utilize a conneciton defined as a "dataphone" that connected at 19200 bps to the "network." It was a standard phone like any other at the school, but it had an RS-232 interface on the back, an extra power cable, and a $60/semester charge. You were required to have one of two things: an Elvis account (IRIX box, Computer Science majors only) or a Jupiter account (meaning you were a general student with the patience to learn Irix on another box). There was a very limited number of these phones, and you could be wait-listed for months to get one. There were two ways around this system, and one invloved a dataphone.
.INF file for it, and it worked like a charm. Just like surfing from home.
The first was simply to buy a digital/analog converter as mentioned above. It also invloved taking the phone off the hook, hitting Do Not Disturb to remove call waiting, and dialing it your own damn self.
The second was to get a dataphone, hook it up, and utilize it as a dial-up networking adapter. Someone somewhere (I don't remember where) wrote a DUN
Of course, we're all wired now, so we don't have to hassle ourselves with this anymore.
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I blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur-King!
You and all your silly English KNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNniggits!
I don't want to talk to you no more you empty-headed animal food-trough waterer!
Now go away or I shall taunt you a second time!
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Which as correctly pointed out, was a cheetah.
Either way, there's a guy on a bike racing a cheetah through a desert. He eventually gets close to it, jumps off his bike and tackles it. They pace around each other, he reaches DOWN its throat (yuck) and pulls out a can of Mountain Dew with cat-fang marks in it. He looks at it, shakes it to see if it's empty, then says "bad kitty! BAD KITTY!"
Cut to his three friends on top of a mountain. One turns to another and says, "see, that's why I'm not a cat person."
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And he's talking about the guy racing and catching the leopard, not the Bohemian Rhapsody commerical.
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My favorite was the Mountain Dew leopard one.
:)
The 7-UP Show Us Your Can commerical was #2.
The Sodas win the day.
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looks like we're sitting here with our collective thumbs up our butts again. We're never going to see DVD's of Star Wars. Not that I'm very concerned about Episode I; I thought the script had Mac-truck sized holes in it. But who doesn't want a DVD of Empire, with AT-AT's blasting huge holes in your screen while the floor shakes in full 5.1 digital audio? *sigh* We can dream can't we?
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I was wondering what that was all about...
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It's good to see that they're not letting the first failure stop them. The kid who volunteered to let them do that knew very well that he may not live through the procedure, but he did it anyway. He knew that some way, he'd wind up helping others. At least he didn't die in vain.
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> punks (myself included), despite the fact that
> 'Live in Leeds' can be seen as a seminal
> influence on both punk and heavy metal.
But if you look at it another way, The Who weren't really punks...they were more Mods than punks, although they did have an influence on everything. I think the Broadway version was fantastic, at least with the original cast. The cast I saw the night it closed was pathetic up until Pinball Wizard. But either way, Tommy is still an excellent piece in its own right.
--
Tommy is not only one of the finest pieces that Pete and Co. ever produced, but it's one of the most well-known Who pieces ever, the only possible toppers being "Who Are You" and "My Generation." Tommy itself was pretty much the first attempt at "serious" rock music writing; the subject on which it was based is autobiographical. Much of Pete Townshend's early life was nearly "autistic" in a way. Tommy's definately NOT "only for the hard core." Many people found it through the excellent Broadway production from 1993.
--
I remember in high school (in Jersey) we had to take these drug-use tests, and supposedly there were "flag" questions on the test that told them whether or not to throw out the test result, ie. fake drug names. This made it "accurate." What they didn't count on was what went on in my homeroom, six of us sitting in a circle in the back going, "Alright...I'll be the crackhead, Kurt you be the alkie..." and so on. All it took was a little brain trust. I recall that 99% of my senior class, according to this "accurate" test, were alcoholics. This is what happens when they try to do things like this.
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That was actually pretty funny.
:)
And yes, I've gotten 2.2 to boot on my abacus flawlessly.
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Actually, Jersey is the Garden State. I don't like admitting it, either, but it's really a green, gardeny place. Ever been to Sussex County (actually, Suss-hicks cow-nty)? It's all green around there. And to the moron who said "what exit are you from?" The Garden State and the Turnpike only run from New York City to (respectively) Cape May and Delaware. There's whole areas inaccessible to either. My parents live over an hour away from the Turnpike, and they're still in New Jersey! SO to you, I say: Bite me.
--
Let's just think about this:
Is Netscape's only product the Navigator browser? Netscape has server-side products as well that may be ripping off NCR's own patents, as NCR has been in the server-client data business for years. Admittedly, I'm biased, since my father's worked for NCR since 1979, but IIRC the NCR Tower (and NCR *did* attempt to patent the word "tower" as pertaining to computer equipment, but failed) was around long before Netscape.
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