Your theory of maturing tastes is compelling but I think you may have missed the fact that the record companies have dropped support for almost all the artists I once followed. There simply isn't anything left for me to buy. I know some of my artists have split up but for every break up there's still a Duran Duran trying to cling to dear life.
And yes I still like Duran Duran. That tells you tons about my age now doesn't it? And dammit... I almost want to buy a Saturn because of that Alphaville song. If they switch to using Level 42 or Spandau Ballet I'm sold!
Anyway, I know I've aged out of the teen market but I thought some of my favorite bands would have made the journey with me.
I'd tell myself to take Math class more seriously, to have screwed (name withheld) when I had the chance instead of worrying if her parents would come home and finally to start saving money. Actually I'm 33 and still haven't started that last one.
For the simple reason that AIM was available to me. Allowed communication as well as file transfer. Was already installed on every computer.
Quite frankly FTP is a pain in the ass to deal with if you're only moving a few files back and forth. Why run two programs that do the same thing. Memory is a scarce commodity for a poor student. AIM was already running for chat. As I've said, my professor didn't have a copy of winzip on his computer. I can't imagine him running an FTP client much less a server.
And we have Universities too. We don't need you to define the word for us.
I don't think I could have graduated without AIM to shuttle files back and forth from home to school. Mind you this was from college to my apartment but still I think it's a valid point. AIM was on almost all the computers in the labs and study areas. It was easy to move large files back and forth. AIM also has the ability to limit who gets acces to my home machine. I could easily ensure no one but me could get or give files.
Now before you go on about emailing my files, my college had the myopic foresight to limit email to 5 megs per attachment. My senior thesis was over 19 megs and my thesis advisor couldn't figure out how to open it after I split the files into email sized pieces. Turns out he didn't have winzip but that's another story. Make a long story short, his computer didn't have AIM and I had to turn a hard copy in late.
Once AIM caught on we had files going in and out of the department all the time. Students began collaborating on AIM. This was a commuter college and students HATE collaborating. AIM takes some of the sting out of having to drive in at the one awkward time when everyone can meet.
I can understand schools wanting to control net access but there are better ways to go about doing it. How many naughty files slip through the filters anyway. Blocking AIM isn't going to stop a determined kid but it will chill an effective means of communication between students and the school.
At the rate some schools are going all those computers will turn into nothing more then a complicated Cable TV system attached to a word processor.
OK I agree. Legitimate demand for my skill set may be dwindling in the US of A. I could make a fortune with my skills on the black market. (Althought it was an aweful movie and the chemistry was all wrong, I loved the movie "Formula 51")
Or if I want to stay legitimate, well there's always another country that sees value in my skill set and is willing to let me live like a rock star. Kind of like a reverse H1-B.
And just so you don't get the wrong idea about me, my skillset is mostly Neurochemistry and Organic Synth.
Your demand is being artificially constrained by the inability of management to pay for the proper employee. That is why you cannot attract a good supply. You cannot purchase a Faberge' Egg for the price of Legg's Pantie Hose. This is not a problem with supply and demand. This is a problem with unrealistic expectations on said demand.
Yeah that's like the fabled ad in the help wanted looking for someone with 5 years "Macintosh" programming. The ad was published in 1988 and for those who don't remember why "1984 won't be like 1984" the Mac came out in 1984.
Grey haired scientists retiring is a big problem that the ACS (American Chemical Society) has been warning about since I joined several years ago. But from my point of view the new ones who get hired are the ones who can attract funding. Funding dollars go where the sexy science is. This unfortunately doesn't include Gen Chem any more. So there's a wide gulf between who get's hired and who is actually needed. So today you can get a department that's full of Neurochemists trying to lecture on Descriptive Inorganic. I know a P Chemists who's teaching Gen Physics.
This is all fine with me. So a shortage of chemists will make my skills worth more in the short run. When the next generation sees me driving a 918 (to compensate for my shortcomings) and living in a 5 bedroom on the beach they'll get on board.
Really this is just a short term supply problem. Demand will balance this out soon enough.
A text based game called 'Kabul Spy' for the Apple II. Suddenly it seems amazingly ahead of it's time. I don't remember much from it except that you spent a lot of time in a jeep up in the mountains looking for caves.
There should be no stigma to the fact that she takes medication. If it helps her she'll find life so much easier if she gets good habits young. I was diagnosed as a child and my parents chose not to medicate me. I had a terrible time through school. Didn't go to college. Got a dead end job after highschool. Got another job where I somehow managed to do well and get promoted. You don't know trouble until you forget to send a check for a half million dollars to a guy closing on a house. Didn't happen to me but the stress that I may forget kept me up at night. So I contacted my HMO to see a doctor for sleeping pills. They put me in touch with what turned out to be a child psychologist who put me on Ritalin. This was at the age of 25.
I'm 33 now. Off Ritalin so that I can clean out and have healthy babies with my wonderfully understanding wife. In the mean time, I've graduated with a BS in Chemistry and am pursuing a Ph.D. at a Big Ten school. If I didn't have the medication for those 6 years I wouldn't have the habits necessary to study and complete complex assignments on my own. (My Palm Pilot keeps me on time for things. I never developed an internal clock on the medicine.)
My friends thought I changed after taking Ritalin but I think it was for the better.
Yep took it to the next level too
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My best friend and I have almost 40 batches under our belts. (pun intended) We've made some memorably great batches and some memorably aweful batches. Mostly we've had luck with stouts. Very easy and hearty. Easy to make with simple equipment and tough to screw up. We've had bad luck with fruit. One blueberry batch went so wrong we could launch the caps off the bottles 50 feet (that's a lot of pressure.) We've made Lagers (mostly when I had a bachelors refridgerator.) We even brewed a batch to rescue a misbatch by making black-n-tans.
We've had batches we didn't particularly care for and couldn't rescue so I built a still to harvest the EtOH. Just as a proof of concept mind you. Although I don't see why the BATF fusses with moonshiners. I know a bunch of hillbillies went blind. Actually I had access to GC/MS and found the methanol content to be trace at most. In fact I found more methanol in diet soda.
My favorite? I think it was the batch of Mead that took a year to ferment. So much time to allow things to go wrong but turned out perfect.
I don't know much about smoke damage. I suspect since you were out that you didn't get a chance to use one of those home fire extinguishers. The ones that shoot yellow dust everywhere. That stuff is a bitch to get out. I had a rack of CD's that got covered. I had some limited success with 409 getting it out of the plastic but not the liner notes.
That's a really pretty mirror.
Didn't it? I seem to remember a sound pack as an add on. Or maybe I was just listening to my data cassettes. Kind of like a Laurie Anderson record.
I think strong bad speaks for all us classic Atari fans when he say's "Somebody get this freakin duck away from me!"
And yes I still like Duran Duran. That tells you tons about my age now doesn't it? And dammit... I almost want to buy a Saturn because of that Alphaville song. If they switch to using Level 42 or Spandau Ballet I'm sold!
Anyway, I know I've aged out of the teen market but I thought some of my favorite bands would have made the journey with me.
I'd tell myself to take Math class more seriously, to have screwed (name withheld) when I had the chance instead of worrying if her parents would come home and finally to start saving money. Actually I'm 33 and still haven't started that last one.
Then I am sorry. Your comment came off as patronizing. It's clear to me now that was not your intent.
Quite frankly FTP is a pain in the ass to deal with if you're only moving a few files back and forth. Why run two programs that do the same thing. Memory is a scarce commodity for a poor student. AIM was already running for chat. As I've said, my professor didn't have a copy of winzip on his computer. I can't imagine him running an FTP client much less a server.
And we have Universities too. We don't need you to define the word for us.
Now before you go on about emailing my files, my college had the myopic foresight to limit email to 5 megs per attachment. My senior thesis was over 19 megs and my thesis advisor couldn't figure out how to open it after I split the files into email sized pieces. Turns out he didn't have winzip but that's another story. Make a long story short, his computer didn't have AIM and I had to turn a hard copy in late.
Once AIM caught on we had files going in and out of the department all the time. Students began collaborating on AIM. This was a commuter college and students HATE collaborating. AIM takes some of the sting out of having to drive in at the one awkward time when everyone can meet.
I can understand schools wanting to control net access but there are better ways to go about doing it. How many naughty files slip through the filters anyway. Blocking AIM isn't going to stop a determined kid but it will chill an effective means of communication between students and the school.
At the rate some schools are going all those computers will turn into nothing more then a complicated Cable TV system attached to a word processor.
So this is the first step in turning us all in to batteries?
Or if I want to stay legitimate, well there's always another country that sees value in my skill set and is willing to let me live like a rock star. Kind of like a reverse H1-B.
And just so you don't get the wrong idea about me, my skillset is mostly Neurochemistry and Organic Synth.
You know I actually find these funny. At least they beat the hell out of that Goat Sex guy.
Your demand is being artificially constrained by the inability of management to pay for the proper employee. That is why you cannot attract a good supply. You cannot purchase a Faberge' Egg for the price of Legg's Pantie Hose. This is not a problem with supply and demand. This is a problem with unrealistic expectations on said demand.
Yeah that's like the fabled ad in the help wanted looking for someone with 5 years "Macintosh" programming. The ad was published in 1988 and for those who don't remember why "1984 won't be like 1984" the Mac came out in 1984.
Grey haired scientists retiring is a big problem that the ACS (American Chemical Society) has been warning about since I joined several years ago. But from my point of view the new ones who get hired are the ones who can attract funding. Funding dollars go where the sexy science is. This unfortunately doesn't include Gen Chem any more. So there's a wide gulf between who get's hired and who is actually needed. So today you can get a department that's full of Neurochemists trying to lecture on Descriptive Inorganic. I know a P Chemists who's teaching Gen Physics.
I love Larry Flynt!
Really this is just a short term supply problem. Demand will balance this out soon enough.
If that were true then the world wouldn't be so full of morons.
Come on baby... Don't you want to feel beautiful? Don't you know it'll make you smarter? Come on sugar and give it to me... Of course I love you.
A text based game called 'Kabul Spy' for the Apple II. Suddenly it seems amazingly ahead of it's time. I don't remember much from it except that you spent a lot of time in a jeep up in the mountains looking for caves.
It's just a movie. Get over it and see it another day. I mean it's not Episode III for cris sakes.
I'm 33 now. Off Ritalin so that I can clean out and have healthy babies with my wonderfully understanding wife. In the mean time, I've graduated with a BS in Chemistry and am pursuing a Ph.D. at a Big Ten school. If I didn't have the medication for those 6 years I wouldn't have the habits necessary to study and complete complex assignments on my own. (My Palm Pilot keeps me on time for things. I never developed an internal clock on the medicine.)
My friends thought I changed after taking Ritalin but I think it was for the better.
We've had batches we didn't particularly care for and couldn't rescue so I built a still to harvest the EtOH. Just as a proof of concept mind you. Although I don't see why the BATF fusses with moonshiners. I know a bunch of hillbillies went blind. Actually I had access to GC/MS and found the methanol content to be trace at most. In fact I found more methanol in diet soda.
My favorite? I think it was the batch of Mead that took a year to ferment. So much time to allow things to go wrong but turned out perfect.
I don't know much about smoke damage. I suspect since you were out that you didn't get a chance to use one of those home fire extinguishers. The ones that shoot yellow dust everywhere. That stuff is a bitch to get out. I had a rack of CD's that got covered. I had some limited success with 409 getting it out of the plastic but not the liner notes.
Because I can't read but I love watching movies.
I hope it takes advantage of vibrate mode to further enhance play.