the expansion will eventually reach a point where the expansion rate is so high that any surviving people will ripped apart, followed a millisecond later by the destruction of all the atoms in the universe.
My experiments in expansion have proven that somewhere around a 44-46 waist the expansion rate is so high, you better start looking for a big-and-tall men's shop or any surviving jeans will be ripped apart, followed a millisecond later by the purchasing of sweatpants.
Sandra Lawson, McLurkin's mother, figured out she had a gifted child at age 2 when her boy stuck a french fry up each nostril during lunch and said, ''Look mom, I'm a walrus.''
I remember when, for some unknown reason, I stuck a little wheel from a Matchbox car up my nose and said "Look mom, I'm a Pep Boys." I didn't really say that. If I was a genius I might have said something like that.
I do remember that 4 people had to hold me down at the hospital. I screamed at the top of my lungs as the doctor came at me with what seemed like a meter long pair of tweezers. I think I know what people that have gone through an alien abduction might have felt, but from the other end.
Sounds like the perfect use for some RF-EYED tags.
You can put that plastic bag over my head now.
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As a youth I was quite neurotic and obsessed with my imminent death. I had this nicely bound family medical guide. I used to dutifully read each section and work myself into a hypochondriac lather. I still remember going to family doctor convinced I had terminal cancer of the pancreas. He laughed at me like Dr. Hibbard between puffs of his cigarette.
Then your Pierson's Puppeteers introduced me to whole new level of dread and paranoia. As a youth, I dreamed mankind would have already permanently occupied the moon, started terraforming Mars, and be well on our way to mapping all those nasties that might want to impact our little backwater. And yet, as of 2003, we barely seem able get our sorry asses past low earth orbit.
We've got this nasty solar system, twitchy sun, wacky galactic core, and an uncaring universe and the wackjobs that are running the show here on the surface do nothing inspire confidence in our long-term survivability. We've got no fallback options. No Ben Affleck and Bruce Willis with their gattling guns in space. Not even a droud to deliver the sweet bliss of the wire!
I've got a 9700 pro, p2.53, sis648 and 512 DDR400. Hardly a lowend rig. My 9700 chokes on 3dmark 2k3. At several points in the demos the FPS drops below 10.
If this benchmark is supposedly so horribly biased in favor of ATI, you'd think they might at least get it to run smooth on my 9700.
I think 3dmark may be accurately pointing out that this new wiz-bang high-precision stuff may only start to be gameworthy on the NV35/R350 or even NV40/R400 generations.
Google's band aid approach to brand protection should be xeroxed across the land for all to google the stupidity. This just makes me want to tear them up like a kleenex at a snot party. They would be advised to snap a polaroid of public sentiment before pursuing this unwise course. They may need a bufferin and some vaseline before the public backlash is over.
It doesn't take a brain surgeon to know if you need to infiltrate a high-security area, you just ditch the public tour group when no one is looking. Easy and works every time.
I did find this one part of the article a little scary:
Last summer, on a nighttime stakeout, Doran said he and a team of FBI agents were accidentally locked into the TA-33 complex. Without identifying themselves, they asked a guard to open the gate and let them out. The guard complied without question -- he didn't even ask for an ID. Unfamiliar faces emerging from a top-secret facility late at night was, apparently, not cause for concern.
When I was living close to Independence Hall in Philly, I had the pleasure of seeing Watson and Crick receive the Liberty Medal on July 4th. Watson actually showed and Crick had a speech on tape.
The only thing worse than the oppressive heat, was the abortion protestors who surrounded the perimeter of award ceremony with their stupid yelling. I had never seen protests like this at another liberty award. The abortion protestors and their wall-sized dead fetus posters were nowhere to be found when Colin Powell got his medal. As if the discovery of the structure of DNA was somehow responsible for abortion.
Watson made a great speech that touched on their discovery, politics in a time of war, God and science, happiness and endorphins. Reads even better in 2003 than it did in 2000.
Before long, those bastards will have a union and a quota.
Wait until the end the month, when it will be tickets for speeding over a school zone or for improperly parking the orbiter when you KNOW you were between the lines and there was enough time left on the meter.
Searchers don't fear the Google, nor do the wind, the sun, or the rain We can be like they are Come on baby Don't fear the google We'll be able to find Don't fear the google I'm your search engine man
(la la la chorus)
Valentine is done Here but now they're indexed Romeo and Juliet Are together in page-ranked eternity... Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday Like Romeo and Juliet 40,000 men and women everyday Wonder if they have blogs Another 40,000 coming everyday We can look them all up Find an old classmate
(la la la chorus)
Love of altavista is one Here but now they're gone Came the last night of stale links And it was clear she couldn't go on Then the door was open and the browser appeared The screen saver blew then disappeared The curtains flew then Google appeared Saying don't be afraid
Come on baby... And she had no fear And she typed to him... Then they started to find They looked backward and said 'I'm Feeling Lucky' She had become like they are She had taken his results list She had become like they are
You know the one with the smart gorillas that are protecting the diamond mine. Except the gorillas are really tiny sea sponges making solar panels. That, and there are no diamonds.
The animal featured on the cover of Fat Man and Little Boy in a Nutshell is Godzilla.
Godzilla was first observed swimming off the coast of Japan's Oto Island. At a height of 50 meters with a weight of 20,000 tons, Godzilla is widely considered the most famous of the giant lizard radioactive mutations. Successive encounters with Mechagodzilla during the 80's have forced the blue-green god into a near retirement. Godzilla is now rarely seen outside of Blue Oyster Cult reunion concerts.
The cover layout was produced with Quark Xpress using the ITC LizardGod font.
the authors identify the role of "Strategist" who seems to help those poor idiot customers to understand their own business.
We feel it's only fair to also have the customer appoint one of their own people we like to call the "hygienist."
They help the poor idiot programmers understand the daily value of brushing the back of your tongue, that wax paper from discarded pizza boxes is not a replacement for clean underwear, and keeps our dew-induced flop sweat upwind of the secretarial staff at all times. They often do breakdown and get the recommended VPN installed to lessen the direct contamination from our biohazards.
Do Slashdot readers think that the theories used to teach (and learn) programming lead to programmers that tend to approach problems with a 'black box', or 'virtual machine' mentality without considering the entire system?
Having a human brain leads programmers to approach problems with a 'black box' or 'virtual machine' mentality.
I don't think we were built for a natural 'big picture' view. We were built to understand our little piece of the African savanna from inside that box.
All the 'big picture' stuff is doable, but not as naturally. We will always feel a little more comfortable inside the box.
Humanity will always have to force itself to think outside the boxes we constantly make to aid our system of modeling reality through perception.
The summer season of crappy cams that turn any film into pixelized mess like The Road to Blurdition is replaced by the crispness of winter and it's DVD source material.
The low rez crap, stupid watermarks, and constant subtitles in a language of strange squiggles are replaced by "for your consideration" and "may not duplicate" warnings that pass so quickly they are hardly noticed.
I eagerly join the ranks of an Academy that apparently also never has to pay or even leave the house to see a film. I may not be able to remember all your names, but I would like to thank all of you for being so free and easy with your promos.
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the expansion will eventually reach a point where the expansion rate is so high that any surviving people will ripped apart, followed a millisecond later by the destruction of all the atoms in the universe.
My experiments in expansion have proven that somewhere around a 44-46 waist the expansion rate is so high, you better start looking for a big-and-tall men's shop or any surviving jeans will be ripped apart, followed a millisecond later by the purchasing of sweatpants.
Don't let this happen to your universe.
Sandra Lawson, McLurkin's mother, figured out she had a gifted child at age 2 when her boy stuck a french fry up each nostril during lunch and said, ''Look mom, I'm a walrus.''
I remember when, for some unknown reason, I stuck a little wheel from a Matchbox car up my nose and said "Look mom, I'm a Pep Boys." I didn't really say that. If I was a genius I might have said something like that.
I do remember that 4 people had to hold me down at the hospital. I screamed at the top of my lungs as the doctor came at me with what seemed like a meter long pair of tweezers. I think I know what people that have gone through an alien abduction might have felt, but from the other end.
Community college, here I come!
Sounds like the perfect use for some RF-EYED tags.
You can put that plastic bag over my head now.
As a youth I was quite neurotic and obsessed with my imminent death. I had this nicely bound family medical guide. I used to dutifully read each section and work myself into a hypochondriac lather. I still remember going to family doctor convinced I had terminal cancer of the pancreas. He laughed at me like Dr. Hibbard between puffs of his cigarette.
Then your Pierson's Puppeteers introduced me to whole new level of dread and paranoia. As a youth, I dreamed mankind would have already permanently occupied the moon, started terraforming Mars, and be well on our way to mapping all those nasties that might want to impact our little backwater. And yet, as of 2003, we barely seem able get our sorry asses past low earth orbit.
We've got this nasty solar system, twitchy sun, wacky galactic core, and an uncaring universe and the wackjobs that are running the show here on the surface do nothing inspire confidence in our long-term survivability. We've got no fallback options. No Ben Affleck and Bruce Willis with their gattling guns in space. Not even a droud to deliver the sweet bliss of the wire!
How are you sleeping these days?
I've got a 9700 pro, p2.53, sis648 and 512 DDR400. Hardly a lowend rig. My 9700 chokes on 3dmark 2k3. At several points in the demos the FPS drops below 10.
If this benchmark is supposedly so horribly biased in favor of ATI, you'd think they might at least get it to run smooth on my 9700.
I think 3dmark may be accurately pointing out that this new wiz-bang high-precision stuff may only start to be gameworthy on the NV35/R350 or even NV40/R400 generations.
Google's band aid approach to brand protection should be xeroxed across the land for all to google the stupidity. This just makes me want to tear them up like a kleenex at a snot party. They would be advised to snap a polaroid of public sentiment before pursuing this unwise course. They may need a bufferin and some vaseline before the public backlash is over.
It doesn't take a brain surgeon to know if you need to infiltrate a high-security area, you just ditch the public tour group when no one is looking. Easy and works every time.
I did find this one part of the article a little scary:
Last summer, on a nighttime stakeout, Doran said he and a team of FBI agents were accidentally locked into the TA-33 complex. Without identifying themselves, they asked a guard to open the gate and let them out. The guard complied without question -- he didn't even ask for an ID. Unfamiliar faces emerging from a top-secret facility late at night was, apparently, not cause for concern.
When I was living close to Independence Hall in Philly, I had the pleasure of seeing Watson and Crick receive the Liberty Medal on July 4th. Watson actually showed and Crick had a speech on tape.
The only thing worse than the oppressive heat, was the abortion protestors who surrounded the perimeter of award ceremony with their stupid yelling. I had never seen protests like this at another liberty award. The abortion protestors and their wall-sized dead fetus posters were nowhere to be found when Colin Powell got his medal. As if the discovery of the structure of DNA was somehow responsible for abortion.
Watson made a great speech that touched on their discovery, politics in a time of war, God and science, happiness and endorphins. Reads even better in 2003 than it did in 2000.
Life has no meaning and never will have meaning. Life IS and nothing more. No computer will ever change that.
Have a happy weekend, everyone.
Terabiit BM: The official storage media preferred by V'ger.
Well, I've never been fooled by a random ness, but once I was drunk enough that this dude did manage to pull a Crying Game on me.
To avoid embarrassment, always check first for an expectedly large seed value before wasting any of your time.
Before long, those bastards will have a union and a quota.
Wait until the end the month, when it will be tickets for speeding over a school zone or for improperly parking the orbiter when you KNOW you were between the lines and there was enough time left on the meter.
or have a seperate award
Best performance in digitized kinetics
(cue cowbell)
Searchers don't fear the Google, nor do the wind, the sun, or the rain
We can be like they are
Come on baby
Don't fear the google
We'll be able to find
Don't fear the google
I'm your search engine man
(la la la chorus)
Valentine is done
Here but now they're indexed
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in page-ranked eternity...
Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday
Like Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday
Wonder if they have blogs
Another 40,000 coming everyday
We can look them all up
Find an old classmate
(la la la chorus)
Love of altavista is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of stale links
And it was clear she couldn't go on
Then the door was open and the browser appeared
The screen saver blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then Google appeared
Saying don't be afraid
Come on baby... And she had no fear
And she typed to him... Then they started to find
They looked backward and said 'I'm Feeling Lucky'
She had become like they are
She had taken his results list
She had become like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the Google
(end cowbell)
You know the one with the smart gorillas that are protecting the diamond mine. Except the gorillas are really tiny sea sponges making solar panels. That, and there are no diamonds.
Man, that guy is smart.
Now that they know the secret of our duct tape and plastic sheeting, it's game over. The American infidels shall fall like dominos.
At last! A word to rhyme with cobbler.
Hmm... cobbler
You can kill brain cells!
Eventually the system will settle to an equilibrium that mathematicians call a Nash flow, which will be, on the average, slower than the ideal.
If nobody goes for the blond, we all get laid. Somebody go tell the routers.
Colophon
The animal featured on the cover of Fat Man and Little Boy in a Nutshell is Godzilla.
Godzilla was first observed swimming off the coast of Japan's Oto Island. At a height of 50 meters with a weight of 20,000 tons, Godzilla is widely considered the most famous of the giant lizard radioactive mutations. Successive encounters with Mechagodzilla during the 80's have forced the blue-green god into a near retirement. Godzilla is now rarely seen outside of Blue Oyster Cult reunion concerts.
The cover layout was produced with Quark Xpress using the ITC LizardGod font.
Neither 1994's Protection or 95's No Protection have any protection other than protection.
the authors identify the role of "Strategist" who seems to help those poor idiot customers to understand their own business.
We feel it's only fair to also have the customer appoint one of their own people we like to call the "hygienist."
They help the poor idiot programmers understand the daily value of brushing the back of your tongue, that wax paper from discarded pizza boxes is not a replacement for clean underwear, and keeps our dew-induced flop sweat upwind of the secretarial staff at all times. They often do breakdown and get the recommended VPN installed to lessen the direct contamination from our biohazards.
Do Slashdot readers think that the theories used to teach (and learn) programming lead to programmers that tend to approach problems with a 'black box', or 'virtual machine' mentality without considering the entire system?
Having a human brain leads programmers to approach problems with a 'black box' or 'virtual machine' mentality.
I don't think we were built for a natural 'big picture' view. We were built to understand our little piece of the African savanna from inside that box.
All the 'big picture' stuff is doable, but not as naturally. We will always feel a little more comfortable inside the box.
Humanity will always have to force itself to think outside the boxes we constantly make to aid our system of modeling reality through perception.
I love the Oscar season
The summer season of crappy cams that turn any film into pixelized mess like The Road to Blurdition is replaced by the crispness of winter and it's DVD source material.
The low rez crap, stupid watermarks, and constant subtitles in a language of strange squiggles are replaced by "for your consideration" and "may not duplicate" warnings that pass so quickly they are hardly noticed.
I eagerly join the ranks of an Academy that apparently also never has to pay or even leave the house to see a film. I may not be able to remember all your names, but I would like to thank all of you for being so free and easy with your promos.
Joe Barr shows us how to get ODBC, MySQL and OpenOffice to treat each other with respect.
MySQL and ODBC, living together in perfect harmony
They should have called it:
Ebony and Ivory: MySQL, ODBC & OpenOffice 1.0