So, do bookmakers use this for their odds calculations?
Where I grew up, their was an Italian delicatessen. They made great hoagies! It was also run by a couple of famlies, and they all drove Cadillacs. When you went in there, someone was always on the phone. Hmmm. When the racetrack nearby burned down and closed, they closed as well.
It was reopened by two guys who my parents knew. They said that the phone was constantly ringing from folks wanting to place bets.
But obviously, they made a tiny fortune on the betting business. So I have to wonder, how do bookies calculate their odds? Do they use IT technology? Or is it just a gut feeling? I'm not a betting man myself, but I don't mind other folks doing it.
And even if I did know that the delicatessen was a front for a bookmaker operation, I wouldn't have cared. As long as they kept making those hoagies. My tip: If you want to really experience a hoagie, find a mom and pop delicatessen in South Jersey.
Is there an archeologist in the house? Couldn't I just dig up some old rocks, and arrange them in any shape that I liked? I'm just wondering if this is the equivalent of "crop circles" http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crop_circles in England?
Yikes! From the Wikipedia article:
In 2009, BBC News reported that Lara Giddings, the attorney general for the island state of Tasmania, stated that Australian wallabies had been found creating crop circles in fields of poppies after consuming some of the opiate-laden crop and running in circles.
So, maybe Australian junkie wallabies constructed the stone structure?
What also puzzles me, is why cultures that create such structures, just kinda sorta die out? Like the Egyptians who built pyramids, whoever built Stonehenge, and the like?
It's like the Gold Rush in California or Alaska. They figure, that if the Internet is open and free, that will cut into their profits. So anyone with money and influence looking to make a buck off the Internet will contact their "friends" in Washington. They want to control the flow of information. Just look at Rupert Murdoch's antics to see what I mean.
"People on this Internet thingie are stealing my news content . . . and not paying for it!"
Um, Mr. Murdoch, is it OK, if we steal your content, and pay for it?
I think some rough times are ahead for the Internet. I hope that some politicians are wise enough to recognize what is really good about the Internet. But, personally, I'm rather skeptical that that will happen.
Everyone stayed quiet in the class and listened inventively.
What's that supposed to mean? They were working out in their heads innovative applications for contraceptives?
Yes, but our class had collective accidents with contraceptives in our time machine. Which led to some uncomfortable relations with parents and grandchildren.
In scenic New Mexico? Where I went to High School, in less scenic New Jersey in the late 70's, my class was the first one to have formal sex education. Before that we had a "health education" course, with first aid. No education about contraceptives. The result? Teenage pregnancies. Our gym teacher taught that, and told us that he could tell us about contraceptives, but was not allowed to. When the rule changed, and we had formal sex ed, I had never seen a better behaved group of pupils. Everyone stayed quiet in the class and listened inventively. I know folks who have horror stories about gym teachers, but this guy was great. And it was a sensitive subject, and a lot of parents objected to the course. Physically, you could knock me out with a fly swatter, but the gym teacher gave me A's. He told me that I was hopeless as an athlete, but admired my courage at trying.
At any rate, back in biology class, when the teacher taught us evolution, some pupils said that their parents had objections, for religious reason. But once the teacher started talking, most found it very interesting.
You might disagree with what a teacher is trying to teach, but give them a right to do so.
We were out with a school friend of my girlfriend. She was very attractive; blond hair and blue eyes; she looked like a super-model. While sitting outside at a cafe, some guy snapped some photos of her, very indiscreetly, here in scenic Heidelberg. She snapped at him, and informed him that taking close up pictures of a single person in public was illegal, and even stated the paragraph in the law. He backed off.
I'm not sure if she was bluffing or not . . . and she died of breast cancer a couple of years ago, at the ripe old age of 37, so I will never know. Poor critter.
...and you want us to believe that you got a girlfriend? Riiiiiiiight...;)
Actually, we've been living together for almost 20 years. On business trips to the USA, I get hassled by some of the chicks in my company: "Are you still together with your girlfrien!?!?!? Why haven't you married her yet!?!?!?!"
I answer that living in sin is fun, because doing stuff nasty and forbidden is always fun.
My girlfriend is German, and I'm American. My "mother-in-law" was "not too enthused" about our relationship. After 10 years, she shrugged, and started introducing me to friends as her "son-in-law."
Can't the NFL just plant chips in the players' brain that can store all the secret stuff in the playbooks? I'm sure that innovative countries like India and China can do this.
Probably.
Watch the next cricket match with India, and get suspicious when the players start banging their heads during the games. Of course, maybe a country with ~billion folks can field an excellent cricket side?
Now, with American Football, some linebacker, 6 foot tall (~2 meters), and weighing 240 pounds (~120 kilograms), is able to shove the guy from the other side on his ass, he should be able to use a pocket scanner to read the chip in the other guy's brain.
Maybe the rules will be changed to prevent implants?
But then you have to build a 20km tall tower that can hold an enormous amount of hose (still sturdy enough to be 20km long) and the weight of the fuel item you're moving, and since that weight is going to be on one side of the tower you'd have to counterbalance it on the other side. Tricky.
If you build it high enough, then you can just toss the satellite of the roof to get it into orbit. Didn't I read something about this idea in the Bible? The Tower of Babel?
Oh, yeah, that kinda sorta fell down. But with modern nanotube technology, maybe we can work something out?
In a city where I used to live, two guys came into a bar during the morning, with a forged "Work Order". It said that they were supposed to take a beautiful chandelier back to their shop for cleaning. Neither the two guys nor the chandelier were ever seen again. If I was an employee there, I would have called the owner or manager at home, and asked them if this was legit.
Of course, what do expect from employees that are grossly underpaid?
I suspect that Darl has a pile of cash stowed away in a bank on the Cayman Islands. I think he's a goddamn fucking asshole, but he is not stupid. He did all that bullshit because someone paid him to do it. Of course, this will remain speculation given the tight lips at the banks on the Cayman Islands. It will never be proven, since it was all probably handled through trusted middlemen. Well, maybe some pissed off bank employee will pass something off to WikiLeaks, but I would not bother to hold my breath waiting for that one.
My primary school required a vaccination certificate from your family doctor. No vaccination, no school. Period. Recently, I busted up my nose in an accident on the balcony of my apartment. Nothing serious, but when my doctor heard that I work with some folks from India, he shot me with with a cocktail against Tetanus, Diphtheria and Polio. He told me that Polio is eradicated in Europe (where I live), but not in India.
I don't have any children, but if I did, I'd ask my doctor to give them the whole shebang.
Education is the USA is moving to a point where there is no depth, no love of learning, and no respect for the transormative power of education.
I think it depends on where you go to school. I had the pleasure of going to High School in scenic Haddonfield, New Jersey. I had a physics teacher, who drove a Pontiac GTO, and would always mention that, when trying to explain f = ma. My chemistry teach would try to fool us. She would hold up a lit candle below some piece of metal, and described her "Black Crud Theorem", which, of course, was simply the soot from the candle. One of my English teachers was a Princeton grad. It came in helpful when I applied myself. My "World History" teacher was an ex-marine. We called him "Rock Smith," because he didn't look like the type that you would want to mess around with.
So, unfortunately for the US (I live in Germany now), the quality of your education depends on where you grow up. Rich communities = good schools.
My daddy mixed up potassium perchlorate and sulfur. He wrapped it up in tin foil (that's hat materiel for you Slashdot folks), and hit it with a sledge hammer. Boom! Wake the neighbors, call the cops! When I was older, I did some experiments in our backyard with aluminum powder and sulfur. It sent up a mushroom cloud, which drifted over to our neighbors house. I skedaddled inside the house and put on a innocent smile on my face. You'd get arrested these days for doing stuff like that.
Well, at least I didn't do the Nuclear Boy Scout stuff . . .
I first watched this film in German... and then I watched it later in English... some guy (with a brilliant Texan accent) traded some guns with flame throwers and nets to some creepy crawler alien folks for stones which they didn't have. It's a hoot and a half!
Like with most things, there's no simple technological solution to a social problem.
I this wasn't a thread that I started, and I had some mod points, I would have +insightfuled your comment. You summed it up better that I could. I hope you won't mind if I reuse that phrase. It's absolutely brilliant.
If your society needs to rely on electronic gadgets in cars to prevent drunk drivers, you're fucked. "Mind if I pass you, Lindsay Lohan, you are swerving on the highway? Oh, look, Charlie Sheen has passed out on the side of the road again."
In the country where I live, kids can drink alcoholic beverages when they are 16. But they are taught not to drink and drive. You will see a table with a bunch of teenage guys quaffing beers. And one guy will be drinking Coca-Cola. Guess who is driving.
To hammer the point home again, teaching people not to drink and drive is better than any control mechanism.
Which is itself fine with ranches and kids, but long ago publicly forswore polygamy;)
Actually, my moniker came from a CNN headline. I live and work in a country where English is not the "mother tongue." A work colleague had problems parsing the CNN headline: "Polygamous Ranch Kids!" He asked:
"Are they polygamous kids, who live on a ranch? Or kids who live on a polygamous ranch?"
I had no other choice, and answered in a serious, dead-pan face: "Both."
He laughed his ass off.
As to the Presbyterian stuff, we had a Scottish minister . . . instead of saying "Lord" he said "Laird" . Now don't get me started Whitechapel bell ringing . . . that was the most fun that I had in our Presbyterian church.
Napoleon labeled England as a "nation full of shopkeepers." The Brits were so ticked off at that comment, that they proceeded to shove a weed up his ass at Waterloo. Now, if something really bad was to happen to the US, they would need to get them young folks away from their internet porn activities, and onto the front lines. So, shutting down the internet with the kill switch seems to be the right thing to do.
Semi-patriotic-kid: "Hey, someone cut off my Internet porn! I am now motivated to join the armed services, and kill some foreigners, who are obviously responsible for ruining my five knuckle shuffle."
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So, do bookmakers use this for their odds calculations?
Where I grew up, their was an Italian delicatessen. They made great hoagies! It was also run by a couple of famlies, and they all drove Cadillacs. When you went in there, someone was always on the phone. Hmmm. When the racetrack nearby burned down and closed, they closed as well.
It was reopened by two guys who my parents knew. They said that the phone was constantly ringing from folks wanting to place bets.
But obviously, they made a tiny fortune on the betting business. So I have to wonder, how do bookies calculate their odds? Do they use IT technology? Or is it just a gut feeling? I'm not a betting man myself, but I don't mind other folks doing it.
And even if I did know that the delicatessen was a front for a bookmaker operation, I wouldn't have cared. As long as they kept making those hoagies. My tip: If you want to really experience a hoagie, find a mom and pop delicatessen in South Jersey.
Is there an archeologist in the house? Couldn't I just dig up some old rocks, and arrange them in any shape that I liked? I'm just wondering if this is the equivalent of "crop circles" http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crop_circles in England?
Yikes! From the Wikipedia article:
In 2009, BBC News reported that Lara Giddings, the attorney general for the island state of Tasmania, stated that Australian wallabies had been found creating crop circles in fields of poppies after consuming some of the opiate-laden crop and running in circles.
So, maybe Australian junkie wallabies constructed the stone structure?
What also puzzles me, is why cultures that create such structures, just kinda sorta die out? Like the Egyptians who built pyramids, whoever built Stonehenge, and the like?
It's like the Gold Rush in California or Alaska. They figure, that if the Internet is open and free, that will cut into their profits. So anyone with money and influence looking to make a buck off the Internet will contact their "friends" in Washington. They want to control the flow of information. Just look at Rupert Murdoch's antics to see what I mean.
"People on this Internet thingie are stealing my news content . . . and not paying for it!"
Um, Mr. Murdoch, is it OK, if we steal your content, and pay for it?
I think some rough times are ahead for the Internet. I hope that some politicians are wise enough to recognize what is really good about the Internet. But, personally, I'm rather skeptical that that will happen.
Everyone stayed quiet in the class and listened inventively.
What's that supposed to mean? They were working out in their heads innovative applications for contraceptives?
Yes, but our class had collective accidents with contraceptives in our time machine. Which led to some uncomfortable relations with parents and grandchildren.
In scenic New Mexico? Where I went to High School, in less scenic New Jersey in the late 70's, my class was the first one to have formal sex education. Before that we had a "health education" course, with first aid. No education about contraceptives. The result? Teenage pregnancies. Our gym teacher taught that, and told us that he could tell us about contraceptives, but was not allowed to. When the rule changed, and we had formal sex ed, I had never seen a better behaved group of pupils. Everyone stayed quiet in the class and listened inventively. I know folks who have horror stories about gym teachers, but this guy was great. And it was a sensitive subject, and a lot of parents objected to the course. Physically, you could knock me out with a fly swatter, but the gym teacher gave me A's. He told me that I was hopeless as an athlete, but admired my courage at trying.
At any rate, back in biology class, when the teacher taught us evolution, some pupils said that their parents had objections, for religious reason. But once the teacher started talking, most found it very interesting.
You might disagree with what a teacher is trying to teach, but give them a right to do so.
... an obsessive fact-loving realm that is dominated by men ...
Now, where have I heard that before . . . ?
We were out with a school friend of my girlfriend. She was very attractive; blond hair and blue eyes; she looked like a super-model. While sitting outside at a cafe, some guy snapped some photos of her, very indiscreetly, here in scenic Heidelberg. She snapped at him, and informed him that taking close up pictures of a single person in public was illegal, and even stated the paragraph in the law. He backed off.
I'm not sure if she was bluffing or not . . . and she died of breast cancer a couple of years ago, at the ripe old age of 37, so I will never know. Poor critter.
Maybe some repeated loads and checking or testing to make sure it was stored properly would be in order.
Thank you, whenever somebody asks me to do something that I don't want to do, I will say, "Sorry, I'm defragmenting my brain right now."
...and you want us to believe that you got a girlfriend? Riiiiiiiight... ;)
Actually, we've been living together for almost 20 years. On business trips to the USA, I get hassled by some of the chicks in my company: "Are you still together with your girlfrien!?!?!? Why haven't you married her yet!?!?!?!"
I answer that living in sin is fun, because doing stuff nasty and forbidden is always fun.
My girlfriend is German, and I'm American. My "mother-in-law" was "not too enthused" about our relationship. After 10 years, she shrugged, and started introducing me to friends as her "son-in-law."
Does she also say that she likes you for your brains?
If she started rambling along like a Zombie out of a George Romero film, and started mumbling "Brains!" . . . I would have a bigger problem.
If I were an NFL coach, I would purposely WikiLeak a fake playbook, that the opposing team could download.
Quarterback: "Blue 39, Red 17!
Opposing Team Defense Player: "Hey, isn't that supposed to be a run? Why are they passing? They totally screwed us on that play."
Can't the NFL just plant chips in the players' brain that can store all the secret stuff in the playbooks? I'm sure that innovative countries like India and China can do this.
Probably.
Watch the next cricket match with India, and get suspicious when the players start banging their heads during the games. Of course, maybe a country with ~billion folks can field an excellent cricket side?
Now, with American Football, some linebacker, 6 foot tall (~2 meters), and weighing 240 pounds (~120 kilograms), is able to shove the guy from the other side on his ass, he should be able to use a pocket scanner to read the chip in the other guy's brain.
Maybe the rules will be changed to prevent implants?
But then you have to build a 20km tall tower that can hold an enormous amount of hose (still sturdy enough to be 20km long) and the weight of the fuel item you're moving, and since that weight is going to be on one side of the tower you'd have to counterbalance it on the other side. Tricky.
If you build it high enough, then you can just toss the satellite of the roof to get it into orbit. Didn't I read something about this idea in the Bible? The Tower of Babel?
Oh, yeah, that kinda sorta fell down. But with modern nanotube technology, maybe we can work something out?
The Tethered, Water-Powered Jetpack. With 1,900-Newton thrust.
Falling 30 feet onto water might not be pleasant, but neither is it going kill you.
"Do you care to comment, Mr. Knoxville? We would like an expert opinion.
In a city where I used to live, two guys came into a bar during the morning, with a forged "Work Order". It said that they were supposed to take a beautiful chandelier back to their shop for cleaning. Neither the two guys nor the chandelier were ever seen again. If I was an employee there, I would have called the owner or manager at home, and asked them if this was legit.
Of course, what do expect from employees that are grossly underpaid?
If this work is replicated, it could reveal that the brain is even more complicated and sophisticated than we thought
At least, that's what my girlfriend says.
I suspect that Darl has a pile of cash stowed away in a bank on the Cayman Islands. I think he's a goddamn fucking asshole, but he is not stupid. He did all that bullshit because someone paid him to do it. Of course, this will remain speculation given the tight lips at the banks on the Cayman Islands. It will never be proven, since it was all probably handled through trusted middlemen. Well, maybe some pissed off bank employee will pass something off to WikiLeaks, but I would not bother to hold my breath waiting for that one.
My primary school required a vaccination certificate from your family doctor. No vaccination, no school. Period. Recently, I busted up my nose in an accident on the balcony of my apartment. Nothing serious, but when my doctor heard that I work with some folks from India, he shot me with with a cocktail against Tetanus, Diphtheria and Polio. He told me that Polio is eradicated in Europe (where I live), but not in India.
I don't have any children, but if I did, I'd ask my doctor to give them the whole shebang.
Education is the USA is moving to a point where there is no depth, no love of learning, and no respect for the transormative power of education.
I think it depends on where you go to school. I had the pleasure of going to High School in scenic Haddonfield, New Jersey. I had a physics teacher, who drove a Pontiac GTO, and would always mention that, when trying to explain f = ma. My chemistry teach would try to fool us. She would hold up a lit candle below some piece of metal, and described her "Black Crud Theorem", which, of course, was simply the soot from the candle. One of my English teachers was a Princeton grad. It came in helpful when I applied myself. My "World History" teacher was an ex-marine. We called him "Rock Smith," because he didn't look like the type that you would want to mess around with.
So, unfortunately for the US (I live in Germany now), the quality of your education depends on where you grow up. Rich communities = good schools.
My daddy mixed up potassium perchlorate and sulfur. He wrapped it up in tin foil (that's hat materiel for you Slashdot folks), and hit it with a sledge hammer. Boom! Wake the neighbors, call the cops! When I was older, I did some experiments in our backyard with aluminum powder and sulfur. It sent up a mushroom cloud, which drifted over to our neighbors house. I skedaddled inside the house and put on a innocent smile on my face. You'd get arrested these days for doing stuff like that.
Well, at least I didn't do the Nuclear Boy Scout stuff . . .
I first watched this film in German ... and then I watched it later in English ... some guy (with a brilliant Texan accent) traded some guns with flame throwers and nets to some creepy crawler alien folks for stones which they didn't have. It's a hoot and a half!
Like with most things, there's no simple technological solution to a social problem.
I this wasn't a thread that I started, and I had some mod points, I would have +insightfuled your comment. You summed it up better that I could. I hope you won't mind if I reuse that phrase. It's absolutely brilliant.
If your society needs to rely on electronic gadgets in cars to prevent drunk drivers, you're fucked. "Mind if I pass you, Lindsay Lohan, you are swerving on the highway? Oh, look, Charlie Sheen has passed out on the side of the road again."
In the country where I live, kids can drink alcoholic beverages when they are 16. But they are taught not to drink and drive. You will see a table with a bunch of teenage guys quaffing beers. And one guy will be drinking Coca-Cola. Guess who is driving.
To hammer the point home again, teaching people not to drink and drive is better than any control mechanism.
Which is itself fine with ranches and kids, but long ago publicly forswore polygamy ;)
Actually, my moniker came from a CNN headline. I live and work in a country where English is not the "mother tongue." A work colleague had problems parsing the CNN headline: "Polygamous Ranch Kids!" He asked:
"Are they polygamous kids, who live on a ranch? Or kids who live on a polygamous ranch?"
I had no other choice, and answered in a serious, dead-pan face: "Both."
He laughed his ass off.
As to the Presbyterian stuff, we had a Scottish minister . . . instead of saying "Lord" he said "Laird" . Now don't get me started Whitechapel bell ringing . . . that was the most fun that I had in our Presbyterian church.
Napoleon labeled England as a "nation full of shopkeepers." The Brits were so ticked off at that comment, that they proceeded to shove a weed up his ass at Waterloo. Now, if something really bad was to happen to the US, they would need to get them young folks away from their internet porn activities, and onto the front lines. So, shutting down the internet with the kill switch seems to be the right thing to do.
Semi-patriotic-kid: "Hey, someone cut off my Internet porn! I am now motivated to join the armed services, and kill some foreigners, who are obviously responsible for ruining my five knuckle shuffle."