The engines use a very high speed turbine to mix the fuels as they reach the combustion chamber.
If the fuel flow stops at a high throttle from one of the tanks, it causes a pressure differential which can blast the (very VERY high speed) turbine apart.
A question is though, is it paying for your own time? Are you on salary? Do you disclose that salary to your readership. How about the government?
Companies have to pay their employees, and taxes. Donations are fine for covering base costs, but whereas many internet users don't balk at helping to chip in $10k for a fancy new webserver, most will bitch and whine at the idea of their donations having to pay your salary.
I mean, come on. We've got Sex Geeks the world over; nerds who put some of that single-minded focus into reading about, and learning about, how to be better lovers. And not just sexually, but emotionally and mentally.
We've always been there, quiet, under the radar, and making beautiful and long-term relationships work. And ones that were not only working, but hella sexy too.
Be polite, be courteous, but be firm. State, be it via voice mail or directly, that you are in opposition to the upcoming copyright legislation, and hope that your MP will vote in opposition to it.
(Whatever you do, don't state that "Although I didn't vote for your party...").
Indicate to them whether or not this is an issue your future vote will hinge on; that will get their attention, guaranteed.
Pancakes and syrup; you're guaranteed to drop at least a few drops of syrup when eating 'em, and then you've got slowly drying, sticking syrup throughout your keyboard, and you really just can't ever get it entirely clean.
This isn't a plot moment, which made it all the more powerful.
I'd played and beaten the game about eight times, and this time around was just playing a plain ol' horrible, horrible man. (Secret: If you have the "Gore" perk on, there's a few animations that are unlocked that can't be seen any other way. Like, um... critical hit with a minigun on a child. Like I said, I was being ~evil~.)
And in the middle of a massacre of about 20 children (in that area northish in New Reno), I finally sucked the Karma card hard.
Me: Wearing the best power armor in the game, wielding that bad-ass advanced minigun.
- Child throws Rock! - Critical hit to Left eye! - 212 damage. - You have died.
That's right. A child, throwing a *ROCK*, crit-hit me for 212 damage. When I'm in the bloody power armor.
I just sat there and laughed and laughed, envisioning a legend growing up around the boy, the wasteland's newest David to my goliath, who singlehandedly slayed the scourge of the wastes.
Or they can do what a lot of supertankers have done in the past, and run a flag of convenience, generally the flag of a wholly land-locked country without a navy.
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Not really, since all we see is a drawn map.
Go to it in the photo view, and click the "Link to this page" link up in the top right.
Wizzed on MUCKs for years, and went to a few conventions and met up with players. There's actually a very high ratio of women-to-men in most RP Mucks. Not even, but still much higher than many other games. I've had the opportunity to meet a number of folks who've played on my games and others, and women are a sizeable portion of the user base.
Women are drawn to MUCKs for the opportunity to interact, socialize, and enjoy their own adventures without needing to learn all sorts of fancy controls and whatnot.
The hydrogen is liberated from the water that goes into the stage; it bonds with the carbon while the oxygen binds itself to the metals or more carbon.
There's no magic bullet here; just a lot of basic chemistry being applied surprisingly efficiently (15 watts consumed, 100 watts produced).
What's the surprise isn't that this works so well, it's that it hasn't gone worldwide already!
1. Accept money to advertise a product so obviously fake as to barely keep a straight face while cashing the cheque. 2. Post information on slashdot knowing full well it will be ridiculed, critiqued, laughed at, and widely exposed for the fraud it is. 3. Comedy. 4. Profit!
(Seriously people. I realize it's more fun to think you might be smarter than the Slashdot editors, and you may even be right. But let's face it; even they wouldn't be suckered by this. But posting it so that every self-important "intellectual" wank can feel better about themselves by loudly bashing and ripping apart the fraud entertains them, evidently entertained you enough to read this far and post, and in the end just brought more readership and more attention to Slashdot.)
They're difficult at first, but well worth it as the gameplay goes on past the 40th hour or so.
I was pleased to find that the technique racing was just as effective as most.
A few things I've found help in the races: Remember that you have both brakes and "neutral" on your analog dpad. You can make some marvelously sharp turns by simply letting go of the gas/brake entirely for a moment.
Likewise, regardless of the car, your handling is always better if you aren't boosting. Always. Even for some reason in cars that go no faster with boost than without it. (The Dominator Sports/Super, the racing carts.)
Especially in the faster races, learn to steer only as much as you need to; learn to take your speed down in appropriate turns. Master, master, master those drift turns too; they'll chop seconds off your lap time.
Mind that with the high-performance vehicles, the boost serves more to help you accelerate than making any real difference on your top speed. Pulse the boost, that way your car won't get stuck in a gear (as it sometimes will, since it can't shift if your revs are too high), and hence you'll get to your top speed faster.
In the last races, yes, the difficulty is nearly insane. The computer, weakling and pitiful in the Compact series, becomes Hannibal Lecter behind an airfoil in the cart series. There's really little you can do about that except outrace them at that point; forget brawling.
Lastly, for burning laps and most time-sensitive races, just restart if you crash more than once. You won't make the gold time, period. Perhaps one time out of a hundred you can have two crashes and still make a time limit, the rest of the time, you're hooped. So in those races, avoidance of traffic is key. Accept that there are times you'll have to hit the brakes to survive; take the slowdown time-penalty over a much more severe crash-penalty.
I can't help you much with the Retro Roadster though. I swear to god someone greased the wheels just before you start it up. My record drift turn with that sucker is 1612 feet. My next highest drift turn with any other vehicle is 800 feet.
Rush hour traffic is now a delight after a few hours of Burnout 3... you spend the entire ride plotting in your mind "If I just push the firetruck there... off the gas tanker, through those volvos, crashbreaker there..."
Not to be pedantic, but Mazer Rackham was the name of the hero of the first bugger war, and was Ender's eventual teacher. It wasn't the major who took Ender from his family.
Caveat: I'm a raving fanboy of Orson Scott Card's *writing*.
That being said, as much as I adore the Alvin Maker series, I'm not sure how that will translate into an MMORPG. Ultimately all such games require conflict as much as cooperation, and without combat, conflict feels lacking in many such games.
Issues of product aside, I'm hoping Orson Scott Card reaps fantastic gobs of money for the license for the stories/setting, as his work certainly is worth it.
True story. It's 1986. I've just turned four years old. My parents visit college friends of theirs, who happen to own a computer. I'd never seen a computer before this.
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The engines use a very high speed turbine to mix the fuels as they reach the combustion chamber.
If the fuel flow stops at a high throttle from one of the tanks, it causes a pressure differential which can blast the (very VERY high speed) turbine apart.
A question is though, is it paying for your own time? Are you on salary? Do you disclose that salary to your readership. How about the government?
Companies have to pay their employees, and taxes. Donations are fine for covering base costs, but whereas many internet users don't balk at helping to chip in $10k for a fancy new webserver, most will bitch and whine at the idea of their donations having to pay your salary.
Would this make this a Bluggle Bloggle?
Buy her a livejournal account. Not only will you avoid the use of the word "blog", but she'll get all the anti-hip icons she wants.
This is a surprise to anyone?
I mean, come on. We've got Sex Geeks the world over; nerds who put some of that single-minded focus into reading about, and learning about, how to be better lovers. And not just sexually, but emotionally and mentally.
We've always been there, quiet, under the radar, and making beautiful and long-term relationships work. And ones that were not only working, but hella sexy too.
Put a voice to the words.
u se/PostalCode.asp?lang=E&source=sm/this link to look up your MP by postal code, and then phone them.
Use http://www.parl.gc.ca/information/about/people/ho
Be polite, be courteous, but be firm. State, be it via voice mail or directly, that you are in opposition to the upcoming copyright legislation, and hope that your MP will vote in opposition to it.
(Whatever you do, don't state that "Although I didn't vote for your party...").
Indicate to them whether or not this is an issue your future vote will hinge on; that will get their attention, guaranteed.
The problem is that the majority do not have a say upon the rights of the minority.
Freedom, liberty, and justice for *all*. Ring any bells? There's a beautiful (though cracked) one that should come to mind.
Weapons research is fine. It's just making sure the right weapons are in the hands of only the right people.
Which has classically been defined as "whoever built it first", sadly.
Pancakes and syrup; you're guaranteed to drop at least a few drops of syrup when eating 'em, and then you've got slowly drying, sticking syrup throughout your keyboard, and you really just can't ever get it entirely clean.
This isn't a plot moment, which made it all the more powerful.
I'd played and beaten the game about eight times, and this time around was just playing a plain ol' horrible, horrible man. (Secret: If you have the "Gore" perk on, there's a few animations that are unlocked that can't be seen any other way. Like, um... critical hit with a minigun on a child. Like I said, I was being ~evil~.)
And in the middle of a massacre of about 20 children (in that area northish in New Reno), I finally sucked the Karma card hard.
Me: Wearing the best power armor in the game, wielding that bad-ass advanced minigun.
- Child throws Rock!
- Critical hit to Left eye!
- 212 damage.
- You have died.
That's right. A child, throwing a *ROCK*, crit-hit me for 212 damage. When I'm in the bloody power armor.
I just sat there and laughed and laughed, envisioning a legend growing up around the boy, the wasteland's newest David to my goliath, who singlehandedly slayed the scourge of the wastes.
Or they can do what a lot of supertankers have done in the past, and run a flag of convenience, generally the flag of a wholly land-locked country without a navy.
Not really, since all we see is a drawn map.
Go to it in the photo view, and click the "Link to this page" link up in the top right.
Wizzed on MUCKs for years, and went to a few conventions and met up with players. There's actually a very high ratio of women-to-men in most RP Mucks. Not even, but still much higher than many other games. I've had the opportunity to meet a number of folks who've played on my games and others, and women are a sizeable portion of the user base.
Women are drawn to MUCKs for the opportunity to interact, socialize, and enjoy their own adventures without needing to learn all sorts of fancy controls and whatnot.
Or as I've heard it:
"The Three Laws of Thermodynamics: You can't win. You can't break even. And you can't stop playing the game."
The hydrogen is liberated from the water that goes into the stage; it bonds with the carbon while the oxygen binds itself to the metals or more carbon.
There's no magic bullet here; just a lot of basic chemistry being applied surprisingly efficiently (15 watts consumed, 100 watts produced).
What's the surprise isn't that this works so well, it's that it hasn't gone worldwide already!
1. Accept money to advertise a product so obviously fake as to barely keep a straight face while cashing the cheque.
2. Post information on slashdot knowing full well it will be ridiculed, critiqued, laughed at, and widely exposed for the fraud it is.
3. Comedy.
4. Profit!
(Seriously people. I realize it's more fun to think you might be smarter than the Slashdot editors, and you may even be right. But let's face it; even they wouldn't be suckered by this. But posting it so that every self-important "intellectual" wank can feel better about themselves by loudly bashing and ripping apart the fraud entertains them, evidently entertained you enough to read this far and post, and in the end just brought more readership and more attention to Slashdot.)
... it'll make the furries happy!
They're difficult at first, but well worth it as the gameplay goes on past the 40th hour or so.
I was pleased to find that the technique racing was just as effective as most.
A few things I've found help in the races: Remember that you have both brakes and "neutral" on your analog dpad. You can make some marvelously sharp turns by simply letting go of the gas/brake entirely for a moment.
Likewise, regardless of the car, your handling is always better if you aren't boosting. Always. Even for some reason in cars that go no faster with boost than without it. (The Dominator Sports/Super, the racing carts.)
Especially in the faster races, learn to steer only as much as you need to; learn to take your speed down in appropriate turns. Master, master, master those drift turns too; they'll chop seconds off your lap time.
Mind that with the high-performance vehicles, the boost serves more to help you accelerate than making any real difference on your top speed. Pulse the boost, that way your car won't get stuck in a gear (as it sometimes will, since it can't shift if your revs are too high), and hence you'll get to your top speed faster.
In the last races, yes, the difficulty is nearly insane. The computer, weakling and pitiful in the Compact series, becomes Hannibal Lecter behind an airfoil in the cart series. There's really little you can do about that except outrace them at that point; forget brawling.
Lastly, for burning laps and most time-sensitive races, just restart if you crash more than once. You won't make the gold time, period. Perhaps one time out of a hundred you can have two crashes and still make a time limit, the rest of the time, you're hooped. So in those races, avoidance of traffic is key. Accept that there are times you'll have to hit the brakes to survive; take the slowdown time-penalty over a much more severe crash-penalty.
I can't help you much with the Retro Roadster though. I swear to god someone greased the wheels just before you start it up. My record drift turn with that sucker is 1612 feet. My next highest drift turn with any other vehicle is 800 feet.
Rush hour traffic is now a delight after a few hours of Burnout 3... you spend the entire ride plotting in your mind "If I just push the firetruck there... off the gas tanker, through those volvos, crashbreaker there..."
:)
Fun.
Not to be pedantic, but Mazer Rackham was the name of the hero of the first bugger war, and was Ender's eventual teacher. It wasn't the major who took Ender from his family.
I'll stand by your clarification. By "writing" I meant "fiction", and not his homophobic rants. That's what I intended to convey in the first place.
Caveat: I'm a raving fanboy of Orson Scott Card's *writing*.
That being said, as much as I adore the Alvin Maker series, I'm not sure how that will translate into an MMORPG. Ultimately all such games require conflict as much as cooperation, and without combat, conflict feels lacking in many such games.
Issues of product aside, I'm hoping Orson Scott Card reaps fantastic gobs of money for the license for the stories/setting, as his work certainly is worth it.
The official confirmation here.
How'd I get started in the digital realm?
True story. It's 1986. I've just turned four years old. My parents visit college friends of theirs, who happen to own a computer. I'd never seen a computer before this.
Ten minutes later I formatted the C:\ drive.
And I've been breaking computers ever since!
Or become a Sex Geek. :)
I'm like "Yeah, you go ahead and spend the next 8 hours coding, buddy. I'll just be over here for the next 8 hours reading up on oral sex techniques."