In a recent article by WirelessWeek.com, the last paragraph mentions:
"the 3585 CDMA 1x handset which should begin shipping to Sprint PCS as soon as next week." J2ME, Polyphonic ringtones, and greyscale LCD.
Speaking of the matrix style dropdown keyboard, some people may wonder why the European Nokia phones (i.e. 7110) have a spring-loaded mechanism to eject the keypad, while the U.S. versions (i.e. 7160) are pull-down. The reason, if you haven't guessed it yet, are the potential for lawsuits. The U.S., being a lawsuit-happy country, wouldn't hesitate to sue Nokia if one person hits their jaw while ejecting the keypad. Just a little insight from a Noki-ite.
Amazon currently has it in stock:
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B000055ZO B/ qid=977943642/sr=1-/103-7399141-6200629
Anyone want to buy it for me?:)
As far as I know, the only distribution that currently is using XFree86 4.0 is LinuxMandrake 7.1. I wouldn't be suprised if RedHat and Suse are the next to follow. Debian? Well, that's another story...
I've hunted down the lyrics to "An Poc ar Buile", translated into English. Perhaps this could be the plaintext, and then again, we may be taking a garden path approach.:)
An Puc ar Buille (translated by R. Kavana and T. Woods)
As I set out for Dromore town, Pike in hand to go a-workin', Who did I meet on the hillside But a tan puck goat stone mad for scrappin'.
He chased me through the hedges and ditches Around the bog in frenzied runnin', But when his horns got caught up in in gorse I leapt on his back despite his buckin'.
There were no rocks nor gaps between He didn't jump, the puc ar buille, And me hanging on to save me life When he jumped clean of the Faille Brice
The garda sergeant at Rochestown Called all his forces to surround us, But the goat stuck both horns suas his thoin, And gobbled up his brand new trousers.
In Dingle town the next afternoon, The parish priest addressed the meeting And swore it was the Devil himself He'd seen riding on the puc ar buille.
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Burninating the countryside, burninating the peasants.
Burninating all the people and the thatched roofed cottages! Thatched roofed cottages!
In a recent article by WirelessWeek.com, the last paragraph mentions: "the 3585 CDMA 1x handset which should begin shipping to Sprint PCS as soon as next week." J2ME, Polyphonic ringtones, and greyscale LCD.
Speaking of the matrix style dropdown keyboard, some people may wonder why the European Nokia phones (i.e. 7110) have a spring-loaded mechanism to eject the keypad, while the U.S. versions (i.e. 7160) are pull-down. The reason, if you haven't guessed it yet, are the potential for lawsuits. The U.S., being a lawsuit-happy country, wouldn't hesitate to sue Nokia if one person hits their jaw while ejecting the keypad. Just a little insight from a Noki-ite.
Amazon currently has it in stock:O B/ qid=977943642/sr=1-/103-7399141-6200629
:)
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B000055Z
Anyone want to buy it for me?
As far as I know, the only distribution that currently is using XFree86 4.0 is LinuxMandrake 7.1. I wouldn't be suprised if RedHat and Suse are the next to follow. Debian? Well, that's another story...
Yes, but on Contra you got 30 lives. How sad that I remember that; even more sad is that it was the only way my friend and I won the game.
I've hunted down the lyrics to "An Poc ar Buile", translated into English. Perhaps this could be the plaintext, and then again, we may be taking a garden path approach. :)
An Puc ar Buille (translated by R. Kavana and T. Woods)
As I set out for Dromore town,
Pike in hand to go a-workin',
Who did I meet on the hillside
But a tan puck goat stone mad for scrappin'.
He chased me through the hedges and ditches
Around the bog in frenzied runnin',
But when his horns got caught up in in gorse
I leapt on his back despite his buckin'.
There were no rocks nor gaps between
He didn't jump, the puc ar buille,
And me hanging on to save me life
When he jumped clean of the Faille Brice
The garda sergeant at Rochestown
Called all his forces to surround us,
But the goat stuck both horns suas his thoin,
And gobbled up his brand new trousers.
In Dingle town the next afternoon,
The parish priest addressed the meeting
And swore it was the Devil himself
He'd seen riding on the puc ar buille.