Where are the Presbyterians when you need them? I was taught that it was a sin to "do it," even if you were married. As to the Amish:
Amish Chick: "It's Friday evening, do you want to drink beer and watch television?"
Amish Guy: "Hell, no. We're Amish. We don't drink beer and we don't watch television. How about you showing me the new quilt that you sewed for the bedroom? God said nothing in the Bible about fucking like bunnies. Ooooh, you make me feel so macho! Bark for me, baby, 'woof, woof, woof'"
Are we going to hear about every time China farts?
Well, if they can get their entire 1 billion+ population to do it in unison, in a coordinated nation-wide "pull my finger" action, you might actually hear it. The US Geological Survey would probably release a Tsunami warning.
I still have the sticker, b/c its a pain to take it off where they put it
I bought the sticker before I drove through Switzerland, which I would recommend to anyone planning on driving to or through Switzerland. There was a diagram on the sticker of three places that it could be placed on the windshield. So I chose a convenient place to put paste it, and that was that. It peals of easily, but self destructs in the process, so that you cannot "loan" the sticker to friends. Of course, with enough work, you might be able to do it, but is it really worth 32€? That's chump change for me.
The ones my garage uses to remind me of my next oil change just peel off, though I suspect they may want ones you have to destroy to remove (to prevent theft).
It's easy to peel of, but "self-destructs" in the process, so you can't peel it off, and put it in another car. Of course, the folks at Wired and Make probably know a process to do this. Most likely involving some nasty chemical solvents.
You buy a sticker to put on the inside of your windshield. It costs ~32€ and is good for a year. With that, you can drive anywhere, without any further tolls. Switzerland has butt-loads of tunnels and bridges that they have to maintain, and their autobahns are some of the best I have ever driven on. They are probably cleaner than most surgical operating room in the world.
In Italy, they have some kind of electronic subscription sticker system that lets you get through the toll booths fast. Or you can just shove in your EC bank card or credit card at unmanned booths. They do have folks at a few toll booths. On my last trip there, I saw that a lot of tourists would hold up maps, and ask the toll collector for advice. So maybe tossing the human element out is not such a great idea.
In Germany there are no tolls, and on a lot of the autobahns, no speed limit. Their autobahn motto is: "Drive fast, die young, leave a beautiful, mangled corpse."
The will be happy to broadcast any videos, pictures and comments, and put them up on the internet as well. If you are familiar with Cairo, just look at the live coverage that they are broadcasting, and figure out where they are. If they have satellite video access, they certainly have satellite internet access as well. And they love to put up stuff where they can say, "CNN exclusive!"
Now, if the Egyptian starts blocking CNN . . . oh, well. Try Al Jazeera.
Please, do not give the patent trolls any ideas; they will try to patent this. "A method and process of using a massive hydrogen celestial body to generate energy with hydrogen to helium fusion."
Back to the polio and Jonas Salk, a neighbor of mine when I was a child had caught it as a teenager, and spent most of his life on crutches. He had a PhD in physics and worked at RCA's David Sarnoff Research Center in Princeton. He spoke very highly of Jonas Salk, and the fact that a lot of folks would be spared from what he had. But he was also very funny. He picked up his crutches one day and said to me, "Because of Dr. Salk's polio vaccine, you'll miss all the fun of walking around on crutches!"
If I was in his situation, I would have become very bitter and hit anything in range with the crutches. "Hey, kids, come onto my lawn. Get a little closer to me. See what is written on my crutch in small letters? It says 'Louisville Slugger!" Whack!
It is really saddening if medical research gets bogged down in legal issues.
"I'm sorry Dr. Frankenstein, but you have no right to use the intellectual property of life, The exclusive rights for life have been secured by the University of Transylvania. A mob of lawyers with pitchforks and torches is on its way here. You could appeal to the Dean of the Department of Screwing Around with Stem Cells at the University of Transylvania, Professor Dracula. But the only responses that I have received from him are, and I quote, 'Blaeh! Blaeh! Blaeh!' Before I could press the matter further, he turned himself into a bat, and flew away. Obviously, they are very advanced with their stem cell research."
Everyone understands English if you yell it loud enough. Visit a tourist area in the Third World and you will see what I mean. Should work for aliens, too.
On my last trip to Egypt, the guy who picked us up at airport spoke excellent English and German . . . he told me that he was also fluent in French and Russian, too. He had a university degree in Egyptology and Tourism. He was way too intelligent, and way too educated for his job. If I was in his place, I would also be out on the streets of Cairo protesting.
The highest accolade for C came from my Computer Music professor, Paul Lansky: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Lansky . He did stuff with FORTRAN, which he described as a "clunky" language, and then started moving to C. I can't remember the precise words that he used, but he seemed to get across that programming in C was like composing music for him.
A music professor? Programming in C? Yep, that happens.
I hope that "Executive editor Bill Keller" has the common sense to restrain himself, when suddenly, after his LeakSite is online, chicks start trying to hit on him in bars. Otherwise, he can play cards with Julian Assange behind bars.
Assassinating the publishers of leaks is a dirty business. Assassinating their characters is a better, cleaner option.
It's not important what the public thinks. What matters, is what potential investors (backers) of the film think. Or more refined, what the potential investors think the public thinks. A few fudged survey numbers, and a good PowerPoint, and the producers can convince the investors that the doomed sequel will be a success.
If you RTFA, it sounds like how cash-strapped British Lords open up parts of their country estates to provide a little cash-flow to finance maintenance and repairs. Or like some kind of NASA garage sale. At any rate, it doesn't sound like NASA is planning on launching anything there real soon.
So if you want to get yourself into space, learn Russian. Ha! It's like the Tortoise and the Hare Space Race . . . congratulations, Russia, in the long run, you have won.
There's nothing any "ordinary" catholic contributes to that election.
They contribute alms and tithes. How do you think those bishops pay for those outrageously tacky costumes?
Which brings me to another point: the Catholic Church needs a new cost-cutting CFO. Instead of those custom made costumes, the bishops can pick out something of the rack at Wal-Mart. The nuns can sew in a bit out bling: it will keep them busy, so they don't have time to get themselves into some hanky-panky.
Oh, and this confessional service: Outsource it to a call center in India. The priest is hidden behind an opaque window anyway, so he might as well be in India.
I hope that the Church heeds my words and implements these cost-cutting actions. Otherwise, the Pope is going to pay a visit to Washington, DC, and say, "Um, like, we need a bailout or something."
That said, the last couple of years has been rough on devout Catholics. I'm biased, because one of my friends is one. She seems to have the same feelings that geeks have, when they love the company that they work for, but are not particularly fond of the management.
"My name is Assange. Julian Assange. I have a license to leak."
In the film he gets not one, but two Bond, oh, I mean two Assange girls. But then they accuse him of rape, and the film's plot goes downhill from there.
A winning football team brings back alumni to fill the stadium. These proud alumni donate money to the university. That probably easily covers the costs of any sports scholarships, and there is probably plenty left over to help finance the university. And it's good for the university image, and keeps it in the limelight.
However, to kill my own argument, do we really want a system where students choose a university based on winning sports teams?
Admissions Officer: "Son, why do you want to attend the University of Texas?"
Potential Student: "Uh, the football team is good? Is that the right answer?"
I'd rather see a system where universities were well known for academic departments, instead of sports:
Sports Commentator: "Well, Princeton seems to be fielding an excellent physics faculty this year! Anything to add to that John Madden?"
I don't think that most parents dream of their children being professional sport players. But rather realize that participating in sports teaches their children how to work together in a team. For "single" sports, like tennis or golf, the child learns how to bring out the best in him or herself. That drive to do the best they can also is valid for academic work: "Are you satisfied with a B in math, or if you really try hard, you could get a A?"
Plus the health benefits, which don't need to be elaborated.
However, it is pretty sad that heroes for most kids are professional athletes or gangsta rappers. Not a scientist or engineer to be seen.
Is it really that difficult to stop using your cell phone during takeoff and landing? I mean, I could understand it if you were someone important, like a President, or a hospital doctor giving advice during an emergency. But most of us really aren't that important. However, lots if folks like to think that they are important.
Flight Attendant: "I'm sorry, sir, but you'll have to turn that off during takeoff. We'll be up in the air in a few minutes, and then you can turn it back on."
Passenger: "But if I don't send this Twitter right now, the world is going to end!"
I thought Larry Wall. What's with all these computer folks named Larry? It reminds me of Buckaroo Banzai , where all the aliens are named John: John Whorfin, John Yaya, John Smallberries, and John Bigbooté . . .
I smell a similar conspiracy with aliens in the computer industry all named Larry.
The app also lets users manage Starbucks accounts and find nearby stores.
The last time I visited the US, I had the feeling that I couldn't swing a dead cat around my head without hitting a Starbucks. They seemed to be everywhere. (Starbucks that is, not dead cats)
"In Soviet Russia, Starbucks finds you!"
Maybe the app will give you a beep and a pop-up when you are near a Starbucks?
I thought an iPad Attacker whacked someone else on the head with an iPad. It would be a hoot and a half in court:
Prosecution: "Your Honor, we charge the suspect with assault with a deadly weapon."
Defense: "Your Honor, iPads are not classified as deadly weapons."
There is probably a legal precedent somewhere. Laptops have been around for a long time enough, that someone whacked someone else on the head with a laptop.
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Where are the Presbyterians when you need them? I was taught that it was a sin to "do it," even if you were married. As to the Amish:
Amish Chick: "It's Friday evening, do you want to drink beer and watch television?"
Amish Guy: "Hell, no. We're Amish. We don't drink beer and we don't watch television. How about you showing me the new quilt that you sewed for the bedroom? God said nothing in the Bible about fucking like bunnies. Ooooh, you make me feel so macho! Bark for me, baby, 'woof, woof, woof'"
Are we going to hear about every time China farts?
Well, if they can get their entire 1 billion+ population to do it in unison, in a coordinated nation-wide "pull my finger" action, you might actually hear it. The US Geological Survey would probably release a Tsunami warning.
I still have the sticker, b/c its a pain to take it off where they put it
I bought the sticker before I drove through Switzerland, which I would recommend to anyone planning on driving to or through Switzerland. There was a diagram on the sticker of three places that it could be placed on the windshield. So I chose a convenient place to put paste it, and that was that. It peals of easily, but self destructs in the process, so that you cannot "loan" the sticker to friends. Of course, with enough work, you might be able to do it, but is it really worth 32€? That's chump change for me.
The ones my garage uses to remind me of my next oil change just peel off, though I suspect they may want ones you have to destroy to remove (to prevent theft).
It's easy to peel of, but "self-destructs" in the process, so you can't peel it off, and put it in another car. Of course, the folks at Wired and Make probably know a process to do this. Most likely involving some nasty chemical solvents.
You buy a sticker to put on the inside of your windshield. It costs ~32€ and is good for a year. With that, you can drive anywhere, without any further tolls. Switzerland has butt-loads of tunnels and bridges that they have to maintain, and their autobahns are some of the best I have ever driven on. They are probably cleaner than most surgical operating room in the world.
In Italy, they have some kind of electronic subscription sticker system that lets you get through the toll booths fast. Or you can just shove in your EC bank card or credit card at unmanned booths. They do have folks at a few toll booths. On my last trip there, I saw that a lot of tourists would hold up maps, and ask the toll collector for advice. So maybe tossing the human element out is not such a great idea.
In Germany there are no tolls, and on a lot of the autobahns, no speed limit. Their autobahn motto is: "Drive fast, die young, leave a beautiful, mangled corpse."
The will be happy to broadcast any videos, pictures and comments, and put them up on the internet as well. If you are familiar with Cairo, just look at the live coverage that they are broadcasting, and figure out where they are. If they have satellite video access, they certainly have satellite internet access as well. And they love to put up stuff where they can say, "CNN exclusive!"
Now, if the Egyptian starts blocking CNN . . . oh, well. Try Al Jazeera.
Could you patent the sun?"
Please, do not give the patent trolls any ideas; they will try to patent this. "A method and process of using a massive hydrogen celestial body to generate energy with hydrogen to helium fusion."
Back to the polio and Jonas Salk, a neighbor of mine when I was a child had caught it as a teenager, and spent most of his life on crutches. He had a PhD in physics and worked at RCA's David Sarnoff Research Center in Princeton. He spoke very highly of Jonas Salk, and the fact that a lot of folks would be spared from what he had. But he was also very funny. He picked up his crutches one day and said to me, "Because of Dr. Salk's polio vaccine, you'll miss all the fun of walking around on crutches!"
If I was in his situation, I would have become very bitter and hit anything in range with the crutches. "Hey, kids, come onto my lawn. Get a little closer to me. See what is written on my crutch in small letters? It says 'Louisville Slugger!" Whack!
It is really saddening if medical research gets bogged down in legal issues.
"I'm sorry Dr. Frankenstein, but you have no right to use the intellectual property of life, The exclusive rights for life have been secured by the University of Transylvania. A mob of lawyers with pitchforks and torches is on its way here. You could appeal to the Dean of the Department of Screwing Around with Stem Cells at the University of Transylvania, Professor Dracula. But the only responses that I have received from him are, and I quote, 'Blaeh! Blaeh! Blaeh!' Before I could press the matter further, he turned himself into a bat, and flew away. Obviously, they are very advanced with their stem cell research."
Everyone understands English if you yell it loud enough. Visit a tourist area in the Third World and you will see what I mean. Should work for aliens, too.
On my last trip to Egypt, the guy who picked us up at airport spoke excellent English and German . . . he told me that he was also fluent in French and Russian, too. He had a university degree in Egyptology and Tourism. He was way too intelligent, and way too educated for his job. If I was in his place, I would also be out on the streets of Cairo protesting.
The highest accolade for C came from my Computer Music professor, Paul Lansky: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Lansky . He did stuff with FORTRAN, which he described as a "clunky" language, and then started moving to C. I can't remember the precise words that he used, but he seemed to get across that programming in C was like composing music for him.
A music professor? Programming in C? Yep, that happens.
Your stealth fighter airplanes are no match for ours produced out of Lego by our aerospace engineering Lego Czar!
I hope that "Executive editor Bill Keller" has the common sense to restrain himself, when suddenly, after his LeakSite is online, chicks start trying to hit on him in bars. Otherwise, he can play cards with Julian Assange behind bars.
Assassinating the publishers of leaks is a dirty business. Assassinating their characters is a better, cleaner option.
then surveying the public response
It's not important what the public thinks. What matters, is what potential investors (backers) of the film think. Or more refined, what the potential investors think the public thinks. A few fudged survey numbers, and a good PowerPoint, and the producers can convince the investors that the doomed sequel will be a success.
If you RTFA, it sounds like how cash-strapped British Lords open up parts of their country estates to provide a little cash-flow to finance maintenance and repairs. Or like some kind of NASA garage sale. At any rate, it doesn't sound like NASA is planning on launching anything there real soon.
So if you want to get yourself into space, learn Russian. Ha! It's like the Tortoise and the Hare Space Race . . . congratulations, Russia, in the long run, you have won.
There's nothing any "ordinary" catholic contributes to that election.
They contribute alms and tithes. How do you think those bishops pay for those outrageously tacky costumes?
Which brings me to another point: the Catholic Church needs a new cost-cutting CFO. Instead of those custom made costumes, the bishops can pick out something of the rack at Wal-Mart. The nuns can sew in a bit out bling: it will keep them busy, so they don't have time to get themselves into some hanky-panky.
Oh, and this confessional service: Outsource it to a call center in India. The priest is hidden behind an opaque window anyway, so he might as well be in India.
I hope that the Church heeds my words and implements these cost-cutting actions. Otherwise, the Pope is going to pay a visit to Washington, DC, and say, "Um, like, we need a bailout or something."
That said, the last couple of years has been rough on devout Catholics. I'm biased, because one of my friends is one. She seems to have the same feelings that geeks have, when they love the company that they work for, but are not particularly fond of the management.
Didn't he die at the end of 3?
Yes, but the art of crappy sequels is beating a dead horse.
'The Most Dangerous Man in the World' ?
"My name is Assange. Julian Assange. I have a license to leak."
In the film he gets not one, but two Bond, oh, I mean two Assange girls. But then they accuse him of rape, and the film's plot goes downhill from there.
A winning football team brings back alumni to fill the stadium. These proud alumni donate money to the university. That probably easily covers the costs of any sports scholarships, and there is probably plenty left over to help finance the university. And it's good for the university image, and keeps it in the limelight.
However, to kill my own argument, do we really want a system where students choose a university based on winning sports teams?
Admissions Officer: "Son, why do you want to attend the University of Texas?"
Potential Student: "Uh, the football team is good? Is that the right answer?"
I'd rather see a system where universities were well known for academic departments, instead of sports:
Sports Commentator: "Well, Princeton seems to be fielding an excellent physics faculty this year! Anything to add to that John Madden?"
I don't think that most parents dream of their children being professional sport players. But rather realize that participating in sports teaches their children how to work together in a team. For "single" sports, like tennis or golf, the child learns how to bring out the best in him or herself. That drive to do the best they can also is valid for academic work: "Are you satisfied with a B in math, or if you really try hard, you could get a A?"
Plus the health benefits, which don't need to be elaborated.
However, it is pretty sad that heroes for most kids are professional athletes or gangsta rappers. Not a scientist or engineer to be seen.
Is it really that difficult to stop using your cell phone during takeoff and landing? I mean, I could understand it if you were someone important, like a President, or a hospital doctor giving advice during an emergency. But most of us really aren't that important. However, lots if folks like to think that they are important.
Flight Attendant: "I'm sorry, sir, but you'll have to turn that off during takeoff. We'll be up in the air in a few minutes, and then you can turn it back on."
Passenger: "But if I don't send this Twitter right now, the world is going to end!"
I thought Larry Wall. What's with all these computer folks named Larry? It reminds me of Buckaroo Banzai , where all the aliens are named John: John Whorfin, John Yaya, John Smallberries, and John Bigbooté . . .
I smell a similar conspiracy with aliens in the computer industry all named Larry.
"Don't worry, the 'road train' is driving me home."
The app also lets users manage Starbucks accounts and find nearby stores.
The last time I visited the US, I had the feeling that I couldn't swing a dead cat around my head without hitting a Starbucks. They seemed to be everywhere. (Starbucks that is, not dead cats)
"In Soviet Russia, Starbucks finds you!"
Maybe the app will give you a beep and a pop-up when you are near a Starbucks?
I thought an iPad Attacker whacked someone else on the head with an iPad. It would be a hoot and a half in court:
Prosecution: "Your Honor, we charge the suspect with assault with a deadly weapon."
Defense: "Your Honor, iPads are not classified as deadly weapons."
There is probably a legal precedent somewhere. Laptops have been around for a long time enough, that someone whacked someone else on the head with a laptop.
When I lived in the UK (I'm back in South Africa now) anyone could use a computer in a public library for free
Yeah, but you can't have a wank to Internet porn in a public library.