I have seen several COTS projects break up in flight, once as a participant, three times as an observer, and a big part seems to be management not wanting to change their business process to match that of the COTS package. It seems simple to me. Either do things the way the purchased software wants them done, or write your own software to automate your existing processes. Unfortunately, the people that make those kind of decisions will not be the ones that read this book.
Well, if it radiates RF energy, the FCC will want to come inspect it in the middle of the night, or so I have heard. Please leave your porch light on so they know which house is yours.
No, not really. Just as I don't want to know what people do in private, I would not want to spend my day at a machine that let me look through their clothes.
Have you ever spent any time at a shopping mall looking at people and trying to imagine them without any clothes? I mean every single one of them, not just the hot ones. Now, imagine what it would be like to operate one of these scanners at an airport. I expect the mental health claims for screeners to go up like a homesick angel. Seventy-year-old people going commando, the business man in the penis pouch, shemales, the list of things I would not want to see goes far beyond the overweight.
At the risk of going off-topic, when I am teaching someone that is cross-dominant, I have them match their handedness to their dominant eye. It sounds like what you need is an eye patch, and to shoot left-handed. Yeah, if you have a whiz-bang riser in right-hand it could get expensive, but if glasses never get you sharp vision in the right eye, it might be the thing to do in the long run.
When I was in college, someone left a fridge on the third floor of the fraternity house with leftover pizza, a watermelon, and about a quart of turkey chili in it over the summer. Someone else, possessed by his own moral righteousness, or because he was a dick, unplugged it. About three weeks later, we had a plague of flies. I found the fridge in a pool of black spooge with maggots in the carpet.
On discovering the fridge would fit through the window, I chained the ol' Jeep to the dumpster and drug it under the window. We then shoved the fridge, on it's back, out the window.
And missed the dumpster
The fridge struck an electrical box on the outside wall, and flipped, which caused it to hit the side of the dumpster, burst open, and land in our parking lot.
Nobody went to the hospital, but it took days to get the smell off our hands.
Ok, then let's argue this in strictly Star Trek terms. Original Kirk was given command of the Enterprise at age 31. New Kirk, according to the writers, is 25. Are you saying that you can accept someone getting command of a ship at 31, but it is totally beyond all possibility for someone at 25?
Geezus. I can't believe I am arguing about realism in Star Trek movie. Go believe whatever the hell you want. I am going home.
Oh good Lord. Alexander was a King. He could do whatever he wanted. He was an absolute ruler. The Federation is supposedly a democratic society, with a military that has a chain of command, where you have to move up in the ranks.
Prove it. It is a sci-fi movie. They can do anything they want regarding advancement.
Stop trying to defend the cadet-to-captain malarky from the movie. Whatever else you can say about the flick, promoting a boy over many, many more qualified senior officers in Starfleet is a plot hole too big to overlook. That's just too much suspension of disbelief.
Not really. One just needs to be able to separate fiction from reality. I don't believe in Orcs and such, yet I enjoy Lord of the Rings as entertainment. I don't think there is a Platform 9 3/4, but I enjoy Harry Potter. I don't try to force Star Trek into compliance with the real world any more than I do these other shows, or, for that matter, A Fistful of Dollars. I go to be entertained, and in that they all succeed.
Slashdot Mirror
Could be worse. They could be flashing an ad for Mobil-Dick.
One big ASCII charge!
I have seen several COTS projects break up in flight, once as a participant, three times as an observer, and a big part seems to be management not wanting to change their business process to match that of the COTS package. It seems simple to me. Either do things the way the purchased software wants them done, or write your own software to automate your existing processes. Unfortunately, the people that make those kind of decisions will not be the ones that read this book.
We could name it "Project Magic Christian."
...Ours go to 11 amps.
This seems like a great way to create psychological maladjustment.
Presuming, of course, you do not already consider "internet addiction" to be maladjustment.
Can I get an "Amen" here?
Volunteer with a bias, employee with a bias, hmm.
"Ironsides"
Well, if it radiates RF energy, the FCC will want to come inspect it in the middle of the night, or so I have heard. Please leave your porch light on so they know which house is yours.
Geeze, I read that the first time as, "...what seems clear to me is the future of computing is about CONTROL DATA."
Forget owing me a new keyboard, you owe me a new pair of shorts.
So, now we go from Bear Whiz Beer to Astronaut Whiz Beer?
The human body really freaks you out, doesn't it.
No, not really. Just as I don't want to know what people do in private, I would not want to spend my day at a machine that let me look through their clothes.
Have you ever spent any time at a shopping mall looking at people and trying to imagine them without any clothes? I mean every single one of them, not just the hot ones. Now, imagine what it would be like to operate one of these scanners at an airport. I expect the mental health claims for screeners to go up like a homesick angel. Seventy-year-old people going commando, the business man in the penis pouch, shemales, the list of things I would not want to see goes far beyond the overweight.
Use an extra pair of socks. Much more comfortable than that cardboard tube, and nobody tries to drag you to the hospital for priapism.
At the risk of going off-topic, when I am teaching someone that is cross-dominant, I have them match their handedness to their dominant eye. It sounds like what you need is an eye patch, and to shoot left-handed. Yeah, if you have a whiz-bang riser in right-hand it could get expensive, but if glasses never get you sharp vision in the right eye, it might be the thing to do in the long run.
Nah, but I did stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night.
Sure! Take mine. It's not being used for its original purpose right now anyway.
....Gabor?
When I was in college, someone left a fridge on the third floor of the fraternity house with leftover pizza, a watermelon, and about a quart of turkey chili in it over the summer. Someone else, possessed by his own moral righteousness, or because he was a dick, unplugged it. About three weeks later, we had a plague of flies. I found the fridge in a pool of black spooge with maggots in the carpet.
On discovering the fridge would fit through the window, I chained the ol' Jeep to the dumpster and drug it under the window. We then shoved the fridge, on it's back, out the window.
And missed the dumpster
The fridge struck an electrical box on the outside wall, and flipped, which caused it to hit the side of the dumpster, burst open, and land in our parking lot.
Nobody went to the hospital, but it took days to get the smell off our hands.
As Carlin used to say, "Could be steak, could be cake!"
Acid fumes teach you that lesson real quick.
So does nitroglycerin. Unless you enjoy a headache
Ok, then let's argue this in strictly Star Trek terms. Original Kirk was given command of the Enterprise at age 31. New Kirk, according to the writers, is 25. Are you saying that you can accept someone getting command of a ship at 31, but it is totally beyond all possibility for someone at 25?
Geezus. I can't believe I am arguing about realism in Star Trek movie. Go believe whatever the hell you want. I am going home.
Oh good Lord. Alexander was a King. He could do whatever he wanted. He was an absolute ruler. The Federation is supposedly a democratic society, with a military that has a chain of command, where you have to move up in the ranks.
Prove it. It is a sci-fi movie. They can do anything they want regarding advancement.
Stop trying to defend the cadet-to-captain malarky from the movie. Whatever else you can say about the flick, promoting a boy over many, many more qualified senior officers in Starfleet is a plot hole too big to overlook. That's just too much suspension of disbelief.
Not really. One just needs to be able to separate fiction from reality. I don't believe in Orcs and such, yet I enjoy Lord of the Rings as entertainment. I don't think there is a Platform 9 3/4, but I enjoy Harry Potter. I don't try to force Star Trek into compliance with the real world any more than I do these other shows, or, for that matter, A Fistful of Dollars. I go to be entertained, and in that they all succeed.
Why not? Alexander was King at age 20, and that was real reality, not some sci-fi movie.
Normally, that answer comes from parents, and is a code for "I took the batteries out so that damn noise would stop."