Actually, it's not.
Strato's SUN boxen fall over and lie around on their back shells waving their little arms and legs like turtles every few days.
They're not only Germany's largest domain provider, but also the most despised one (despised from those in the know, that is).
Puleeeze, where did you get THAT impression?
I'm German and my desk is LOADED with stuff. Old letters, unlabeled CD-Rs without boxes, Game Magazines, empty coke bottles, used mugs and plates, three year old post-its with some numbers (I have no idea what they mean), empty cigarette packs, tiny little boxes with who-knows-what in there, dozens of business cards from people I don't know anymore, speakers, microphones, a phone, aspirine bottles, two-year old calendars, personal passwords to my stock account, disks, pens, a big screw-topglass with some weird powdery stuff in it, pens, an overflowing ashtray, unopened database CD-ROMs worth Ks of $ I hadn't the time to install yet, empty plastic bags, old editions of TechNet, C++ and J++, no books (right now), my mobile phone, my Palm, my keys, oh, and a computer.
Actually, we DO use e-mail. That is, people receive their mail, then print it out, then dictate or write up a response by hand, then give it to their secretary to draw it up in Word, then convert it to a Powerpoint presentation, which is printed out. This print-out goes to the supervisor for approval, who signs it and faxes it back to the worker. He puts it into the internal mail, where it is delivered to every worker in the company. The last one in the recipient list then calls the original worker and dictates the letter on his voicemail. The original worker then asks his secretary to type his voicemail and then he flys with the letter to the original sender of the e-mail to deliver this answer by hand.
Actually, I was part of the PET2001/C 64/Amiga crowd.
The game boy just had not enough bang for the buck. Blocky black and white graphics that were as ugly as PET 2001 ASCII graphics games. And that at a time when great things as the Lynx was possible. I just don't get it. What's the appeal of the Game Boy? Everyone knows it, noone knows about the Lynx.
Now that the Game Boy finally catched up with the Lynx graphics-wise, I'm actually considering to get one. Release dates, anyone?
I am scared. Really scared.
First that human id thingy and now a Game Boy
that actually seems worth buying.
I tell you, there's some strange things happening.
The end of the world is drawing near.
Now I will have to stop hating Game Boys. What's next? Getting a real haircut? Getting a life? Lying under that big round bright burning nuclear reaction in that room outside my window?
Please tell me that this is a hoax. I don't want to give up hating Game Boys. And someone please turn off that burning thingy. I'm scared of it. I mean they turn it off every day. Can't they just keep it turned off? I don't even want to know how much it costs the taxpayers to keep it burning.
I don't really care what that study says. Actually I want my cell phone implanted in my head. And I want a targeting cross in my vision. And a Nerf Gun inside my right arm, so I can Nerf-shoot my lusers, when they did something stupid again. And I want a holographic projection unit to let me appear as Tyrael with a vengeance, when they were really stupid (see DiabloII Act 3 intro movie). Gosh, I'm born too early.
Ask you public library if they need help. Any given library always has several programming jobs in the queue where there is not enough time/money/skills to actually implement them. This work would mainly be on report generators and data conversion programs as well as other things where the library management software is not up to the task.
Uhm, anyone remember the disaster with the supposedly voice-enabled Star Trek Encyclopedia? Worked about as good as the ST:TOS M5 supercomputer. CAN'T... interpret... comand. Your voice... IS... not... Shatnerized...ENOUGH!
This is NOT flamebait. I just can't understand how you in the States can work in these Cubes. There's hardly enough space to breathe! It looks like some sort of human zoo to me. In fact, I find it inhuman. You're all piled into those rooms and there's no chance to get some silence to work in, phone's ringing everywhere, people running around, shouting etc. Why don't you get together and DO something about those conditions? I for one know I wouldn't even look at my work, if I didn't have my own office by myself, where I can lock the door, reroute the phone and get some quiet to work in.
One thing to consider is battle morale. If you use an remote controlled body, the soldier might just abandon the 'bot when the going gets tough and reroute control to a new one. One 'bot lost. But if he is INSIDE that thing, he's gonna fight for his ass for good.
That's how I felt about the Dune movie. I mean, it's wasn't bad or anything, but Dune (the book) works on such a huge scale that it would be impossible to do a faithful translation of the book in less that 6 hours.
They're doing a Dune miniseries right now here in Europe. Running time: 6 hours....
They're doing a new Dune movie right now. TV mini series. 6 parts. Each about an hour. Productions shots look rather good. Have a look. Babelfish-alert!
That's been done already. In London, they have a bar where the bar-keepress is a robot. Bit slow though and she definitly needs to learn to some of those Tom-Cruise-Cocktail-throwing moves.
Out of about 100 online puchases I have made only once there was a problem. The data I sent was submitted twice. Within an hour I had email from both the bank and the supplier asking if I indeed intended to order the report twice. I'd wager the real problem with the study was the luser sitting in front of the screen clicking madly on anything that might be a clickable target, especially "Reload" and "Stop"
And it's getting worse. In Germany, with our typical "copy-anything-you-can-and-do-it-even-more-luseris h"-attitude, we started our very own Big Brother project, too. I can't for the life of me imagine, why I would want to watch some lusers sitting around in a house? Then again it's maybe just me. Soap operas are apparently THE thing on German TV right now. I mean, you can't even turn on the TV without seeing some non-actors standing around like they swallowed a stick and delivering their lines with the passion of a 7-day old glass of beer (i.e. lifeless). So this real-time soap opera seems to be the next logical step.
Actually, it's not. Strato's SUN boxen fall over and lie around on their back shells waving their little arms and legs like turtles every few days. They're not only Germany's largest domain provider, but also the most despised one (despised from those in the know, that is).
Actually, when I moved in my office I ordered the painters to paint it white.
Before my moving-in, it was in that sick, ugly, tiring, shade of puke-yellow-ocre-brown-orange-beige.
Whoa, talk about some serious sleep-inducing color there.
Now it's bright white and I love it. Keeps me awake. Enough contrast from furniture and floor.
I even spent a day as an experiment abstaining from coffeine all day in the office. And I lived through it all because of my beloved white walls.
Ok, so I'm back to my normal coffeine diet now, but it's interesting what color can do with your mind.
Puleeeze, where did you get THAT impression? I'm German and my desk is LOADED with stuff. Old letters, unlabeled CD-Rs without boxes, Game Magazines, empty coke bottles, used mugs and plates, three year old post-its with some numbers (I have no idea what they mean), empty cigarette packs, tiny little boxes with who-knows-what in there, dozens of business cards from people I don't know anymore, speakers, microphones, a phone, aspirine bottles, two-year old calendars, personal passwords to my stock account, disks, pens, a big screw-topglass with some weird powdery stuff in it, pens, an overflowing ashtray, unopened database CD-ROMs worth Ks of $ I hadn't the time to install yet, empty plastic bags, old editions of TechNet, C++ and J++, no books (right now), my mobile phone, my Palm, my keys, oh, and a computer. Actually, we DO use e-mail. That is, people receive their mail, then print it out, then dictate or write up a response by hand, then give it to their secretary to draw it up in Word, then convert it to a Powerpoint presentation, which is printed out. This print-out goes to the supervisor for approval, who signs it and faxes it back to the worker. He puts it into the internal mail, where it is delivered to every worker in the company. The last one in the recipient list then calls the original worker and dictates the letter on his voicemail. The original worker then asks his secretary to type his voicemail and then he flys with the letter to the original sender of the e-mail to deliver this answer by hand.
ED-209: Drop that mouse and keyboard *krzt*.
...
ED-209: Step back from that computer, luser *krzt*.
ED-209: You have 10 seconds to comply.
Luser: Hu?
You have 5 seconds to comply. *krzt*
Luser: What the
Ed-209: Budabudabudabudabudabudabudabuda *krzt*
BOFH: Muahahahahahah!
Actually, I was part of the PET2001/C 64/Amiga crowd. The game boy just had not enough bang for the buck. Blocky black and white graphics that were as ugly as PET 2001 ASCII graphics games. And that at a time when great things as the Lynx was possible. I just don't get it. What's the appeal of the Game Boy? Everyone knows it, noone knows about the Lynx. Now that the Game Boy finally catched up with the Lynx graphics-wise, I'm actually considering to get one. Release dates, anyone?
I am scared. Really scared.
First that human id thingy and now a Game Boy
that actually seems worth buying.
I tell you, there's some strange things happening.
The end of the world is drawing near.
Now I will have to stop hating Game Boys. What's next? Getting a real haircut? Getting a life? Lying under that big round bright burning nuclear reaction in that room outside my window?
Please tell me that this is a hoax. I don't want to give up hating Game Boys. And someone please turn off that burning thingy. I'm scared of it. I mean they turn it off every day. Can't they just keep it turned off? I don't even want to know how much it costs the taxpayers to keep it burning.
Can you tell I need a coffee?
I don't really care what that study says. Actually I want my cell phone implanted in my head. And I want a targeting cross in my vision. And a Nerf Gun inside my right arm, so I can Nerf-shoot my lusers, when they did something stupid again. And I want a holographic projection unit to let me appear as Tyrael with a vengeance, when they were really stupid (see DiabloII Act 3 intro movie). Gosh, I'm born too early.
Cool, where can I get one of those monitor-shaking phones? I'd walk around the office all day, shaking my cow-orker's monitors. ;-)
Resistance is futile. You WILL be assimilated. - Organic cell phone attachement #7o9
Ask you public library if they need help. Any given library always has several programming jobs in the queue where there is not enough time/money/skills to actually implement them. This work would mainly be on report generators and data conversion programs as well as other things where the library management software is not up to the task.
I smell a Darwin Award Candidate in the making.
Uhm, anyone remember the disaster with the supposedly voice-enabled Star Trek Encyclopedia? ... IS... not... Shatnerized...ENOUGH!
Worked about as good as the ST:TOS M5 supercomputer.
CAN'T... interpret... comand.
Your voice
This is NOT flamebait. I just can't understand how you in the States can work in these Cubes. There's hardly enough space to breathe! It looks like some sort of human zoo to me. In fact, I find it inhuman. You're all piled into those rooms and there's no chance to get some silence to work in, phone's ringing everywhere, people running around, shouting etc. Why don't you get together and DO something about those conditions? I for one know I wouldn't even look at my work, if I didn't have my own office by myself, where I can lock the door, reroute the phone and get some quiet to work in.
Just go to MechaPS
The Terraserver website doesn't respond. Slashdotted already? FBI raid? Attacks by UFOs?
One thing to consider is battle morale.
If you use an remote controlled body, the soldier might just abandon the 'bot when the going gets tough and reroute control to a new one. One 'bot lost.
But if he is INSIDE that thing, he's gonna fight for his ass for good.
This is probably the mini-series the Sci Fi Channel will be showing this fall. Here's a link to the information they've published on their Web site:
Exactly, that's the one I mean.
That's how I felt about the Dune movie. I mean, it's wasn't bad or anything, but Dune (the book) works on such a huge scale that it would be impossible to do a faithful translation of the book in less that 6 hours.
They're doing a Dune miniseries right now here in Europe. Running time: 6 hours....
They're doing a new Dune movie right now. TV mini series. 6 parts. Each about an hour. Productions shots look rather good. Have a look. Babelfish-alert!
That's the Internet Movie Project
This inspires some nice game titles:
Quake 4 - The Vomit Comet
Duke Puke'em
Aliens vs. Pukator
Unbelievable, but there's actually a FAQ on that thing: http://www.lucasfan.com/swtv/swholspc.txt
That's been done already. In London, they have a bar where the bar-keepress is a robot. Bit slow though and she definitly needs to learn to some of those Tom-Cruise-Cocktail-throwing moves.
Out of about 100 online puchases I have made only once there was a problem. The data I sent was submitted twice. Within an hour I had email from both the bank and the supplier asking if I indeed intended to order the report twice.
I'd wager the real problem with the study was the luser sitting in front of the screen clicking madly on anything that might be a clickable target, especially "Reload" and "Stop"
And it's getting worse. In Germany, with our typical "copy-anything-you-can-and-do-it-even-more-luseris h"-attitude, we started our very own Big Brother project, too. I can't for the life of me imagine, why I would want to watch some lusers sitting around in a house? Then again it's maybe just me. Soap operas are apparently THE thing on German TV right now. I mean, you can't even turn on the TV without seeing some non-actors standing around like they swallowed a stick and delivering their lines with the passion of a 7-day old glass of beer (i.e. lifeless). So this real-time soap opera seems to be the next logical step.