Invited to join the elite group of formerly functioning Von Neumann machines now inculcated in the eternal, static realm of Brick. (FFVNMNIRSRB: pron. Fuff-van-man-IRS-Rub)
DEAD BRICKED.
Seriously, kids. Do try this at home. It is big, it is clever. And it will give us a laugh. Let's see you try and do that with your $3000 Alienware rig.
Never, I should expect. But then, never is a long time in technology.
At the moment, Intel has the platform focus, marketing clout, bulk-discounting and supply chain that matches Apple's own needs and desires, and AMD can't replicate right now.
This may well change, but I can't imagine it happening soon. Apple has been very clear that these new Macs are with Intel Processors, not "x86 processors".
It's important, when considering the now roundly rogered-into-a-happy ending trilogy, to realise that whilst Warrior Within was a disappointment for many ICO and Sands of Time fans, there was much that the game got right. It would be churlish to pretend otherwise given that even EG gave it a 7/10. 7/10 is a respectable score for a game. The game disappointed primarily because of what *might have been*, rather than what was.
Indeed, the free-form fighting system was a necessary if not sufficient addition. The Dohaka chases were fantastic. The game was longer, more exciting than SoT and had an engagingly mental Sci-fi plotline.
But when all is said and done, this was not the sequel that Sands lovers (like myself) wanted. It entertained me, and indeed I completed it (both endings) with a wilfull glee. But in many respects it was a parallel universe to Sands of Time. Same gorgeousness, same ridiculously fluid controls, same environmentally-minded puzzles, just no... soul.
One of the best aspects of The Two Thrones, and I'm saying this having sat up until 7am this morning, dishing out Speed Kill death to that cock of a Vizier, is that in tying up the storyline of the Prince, it even manages to convincingly contextualise the misstep in style that was Warrior Within.
One can view the entire Sands of Time trilogy now as a coming-of-age story, redemption through acceptance and eventually growing up. Warrior Within represents the Prince's angst-riddent adolescence, full of misdirected rage and charmless anger. If Sands of Time was a story of the innocence of youth, The Two Thrones is a story of reconciliation, of a man growing up, accepting responsibility for his mistakes and becoming whole again.
As a Prince game, if Sands was a 9/10, and Warrior a 7/10, then Thrones is a solid 8. It falls short of the majesty of Sands in a few key areas:
* Pointless Chariot Races * Overly hard bosses (Ring of fire... Gah!) This is not what PoP is supposed to be about. * Not quite as magical as sands of time, at least until the moment at which the Vizier captures Farah. After that... wow. * Overuse of the wall-springs and the dagger-hold devices. * Game takes a while to find its stride.
The game is buoyed up by its wonderful Speed Kill dynamic, the awesome final 25%, its return to form, and the brilliantly brief Dark Prince segments.
8/10 is the consensus opinion. Thus it is unanswerable truth.
In allowing the unification of the odd style of Warrior Within (a game I still enjoyed a great deal, despite its stylistic missteps) with the wonderful magic aura of Sands of Time, and allowing a story of redemption to come to fruition that neatly ties together the stories of the Prince, Farah, Kaileena and the sands, The Two Thrones is a fine ending to an excellent, if problematic trilogy. Fans of third-person action-adventures, and fans of either of the first two games will have an engaging time. I did.
A friend, with my cajoling, [The 'Cream Gang'] recently wrote an article similar to this recently, regarding attending an abortive and mostly useless launch of the UK's EFF equivalent, the Open Rights Group.
This evening, Coxall, Levine and I attended an open meeting of the Open Rights Group, a new UK organisation set in the mould of the EFF. I wasn't expecting the earth to move for me: we've attended too many of these little geek/numeeja run yack-shacks to hope for anything particularly productive to emerge. This evening did its least to confound me.
It was held in a basement in Soho named Zero-One. I say basement, but, naturally, one is encouraged to term it a "creative space". Said "creative space" was filled with geeks and numeedjas, as well as a scattering of lawyer-types and Earnest Young Men. Overwhelmingly men, of course, the few women who were there either freaks, sociologists or serving the free cheese and wine. Hey - don't shoot the messenger. A few chairs encircled the basement, but the main floor was bare, to encourage crouching and cross-legged encampment. Oh dear. This was all going to be "inclusive and discursive", wasn't it?
Oh dear, indeed: the manageress of the "creative space" started proceedings. Her introduction was little more than an ad for her basement. She then brought on an ex hack, who spouted some trivial nonsense or other, and was excited by the prospect of setting up ever more "wikis" and "blogs". She, in turn, brought on a jargon-clappy professional "meeting facilitator/consultant". This was going to be "fun".
The evening was to commence with a little talk from some Oxford chap or other, followed by a free-fall clustered discussion, in which each cluster was to be provided with its own sticky wall-covering on which to paste their mindstormingly written postcards.
The Oxford nonentity informed us that the Internet was somewhat marvellous, and, gosh, lots of interesting things might become of it soon, what ho, and it's not just paedophilia and terrorists. The poor fellow seemed trapped in 1994.
The Management Consultant Facilitator then spouted some jargon, and asked the floor for ideas for the discussion clusters. The Earnest Young Men pontificated their banalities. The geeks obsessed about some yawnful minutia. And Coxall suggested we discuss how to win over the "unhosed stupid masses". Yes, that is the phrase he used and, yes, the reaction from this righton bunch of whitebread nonces was predictable. "Maybe if you stopped patronising them like that..." was the immediate response from one of the Earnest Young Men on the floor.
Thence began the multiple clustering. Levine, Coxall and I have attended so many of these nascent talking shops now that we decided to skip with the usual niceties and begin some good old Trotskyite agitation. We argued that trying to interest people in the potential problems of overreaching anti-privacy legislation, or draconian Intellectual Property laws and the restrictive technologies therefor, was a lost cause. The "unhosed masses" wouldn't care about these philosophical crampings until they felt the constrictive banding themselves, in their every day lives. We argued for the inculcation of popular anger: to that end, a little DRM here, a little copyright overextension there wasn't enough. We decided that, rather than allow creative society to die the death by a thousand cuts that is its inevitable fate in a world dominated by multi-billion dollar "content" oligarchies, we should use these monoliths' huge power and budgets to subvert themselves from within, to the point where their overreaching hubris could lead to genuine polltax-riot intensity anger, and Berlin-wall-sized dismantlement.
Rather than fiddle with legislation to make it slightly less bad, then, or to try to temper corporate excesses with the few thrown crumbs of compromise, a smartly utilitarian organisati
My fave was always their '1-minute' summary of Gravity's Rainbow.
Gravity's Rainbow By Thomas Pynchon Ultra-Condensed by Glenn Davis
Thomas Pynchon
A screaming thing comes across the sky. It's a V-2 rocket carrying twelve thousand pounds of symbolism, and it's coming down on your poor, deluded, postmodern head.
It's a hard thing is to admit that free software has a usability problem. The natural temptation is to sit and watch these videos whilst screaming "You idiots! You don't click "Send and Receive" if you want to send an email! What's wrong with you?!?!"
It is difficult, but it's vitally important. These people aren't stupid losers- they are fluent in another operating system, where they can achieve whatever it is they want.
Wake me up when they scale this technology up to the point when it can regenerate *me* in my own personal Borg Alcove.
Oh, the japes you could have with one of these pads. I bet with a little bit of careful soldering, you could make any mobile phone that comes within its vicinity explode scalding Lithium Hydroxide all over the owner's suppirating, unexpectant face.
It does when the software is manifestly nowhere near ready for release. You can go and download Maemo and see for yourself. I wouldn't expect to see it until early 2006 at least.
I always suspected their Q3 predictions were woefully optimistic and/or a deliberately misleading way to get GNOME developers to hawk Nokia's vapourware free of charge during the conference season.
Those gotchas all (mostly) go away if you run MySQL 5.0 in strict mode. Compatibility mode is provided for 4.1 and back-asswards behaviour if you need it.
Slashdot Mirror
Enbrickened.
Fracked.
Made to exhibit a Brickish form.
Relegated to brickhood.
Elevated to the Platonic ideal of "Brick".
Invited to join the elite group of formerly functioning Von Neumann machines now inculcated in the eternal, static realm of Brick. (FFVNMNIRSRB: pron. Fuff-van-man-IRS-Rub)
DEAD BRICKED.
Seriously, kids. Do try this at home. It is big, it is clever. And it will give us a laugh. Let's see you try and do that with your $3000 Alienware rig.
Muhahahahaha.
So, what, the 'success' of science is now judged by how many drugs are rushed through FDA certification without proper testing?
Or is there a real crisis here that the article doesn't do anything to elucidate?
Never, I should expect. But then, never is a long time in technology.
At the moment, Intel has the platform focus, marketing clout, bulk-discounting and supply chain that matches Apple's own needs and desires, and AMD can't replicate right now.
This may well change, but I can't imagine it happening soon. Apple has been very clear that these new Macs are with Intel Processors, not "x86 processors".
*cough*excludingdell*cough*
I love statistics.
On the heels of the news of AMD outselling Intel in Desktop Retail sales for two consecutive months
*mumble*excludingdell*mumble*
It's important, when considering the now roundly rogered-into-a-happy ending trilogy, to realise that whilst Warrior Within was a disappointment for many ICO and Sands of Time fans, there was much that the game got right. It would be churlish to pretend otherwise given that even EG gave it a 7/10. 7/10 is a respectable score for a game. The game disappointed primarily because of what *might have been*, rather than what was.
Indeed, the free-form fighting system was a necessary if not sufficient addition. The Dohaka chases were fantastic. The game was longer, more exciting than SoT and had an engagingly mental Sci-fi plotline.
But when all is said and done, this was not the sequel that Sands lovers (like myself) wanted. It entertained me, and indeed I completed it (both endings) with a wilfull glee. But in many respects it was a parallel universe to Sands of Time. Same gorgeousness, same ridiculously fluid controls, same environmentally-minded puzzles, just no... soul.
One of the best aspects of The Two Thrones, and I'm saying this having sat up until 7am this morning, dishing out Speed Kill death to that cock of a Vizier, is that in tying up the storyline of the Prince, it even manages to convincingly contextualise the misstep in style that was Warrior Within.
One can view the entire Sands of Time trilogy now as a coming-of-age story, redemption through acceptance and eventually growing up. Warrior Within represents the Prince's angst-riddent adolescence, full of misdirected rage and charmless anger. If Sands of Time was a story of the innocence of youth, The Two Thrones is a story of reconciliation, of a man growing up, accepting responsibility for his mistakes and becoming whole again.
As a Prince game, if Sands was a 9/10, and Warrior a 7/10, then Thrones is a solid 8. It falls short of the majesty of Sands in a few key areas:
* Pointless Chariot Races
* Overly hard bosses (Ring of fire... Gah!) This is not what PoP is supposed to be about.
* Not quite as magical as sands of time, at least until the moment at which the Vizier captures Farah. After that... wow.
* Overuse of the wall-springs and the dagger-hold devices.
* Game takes a while to find its stride.
The game is buoyed up by its wonderful Speed Kill dynamic, the awesome final 25%, its return to form, and the brilliantly brief Dark Prince segments.
8/10 is the consensus opinion. Thus it is unanswerable truth.
In allowing the unification of the odd style of Warrior Within (a game I still enjoyed a great deal, despite its stylistic missteps) with the wonderful magic aura of Sands of Time, and allowing a story of redemption to come to fruition that neatly ties together the stories of the Prince, Farah, Kaileena and the sands, The Two Thrones is a fine ending to an excellent, if problematic trilogy. Fans of third-person action-adventures, and fans of either of the first two games will have an engaging time. I did.
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A friend, with my cajoling, [The 'Cream Gang'] recently wrote an article similar to this recently, regarding attending an abortive and mostly useless launch of the UK's EFF equivalent, the Open Rights Group.
Our findings, here:
Open Rights Group Launch
Open Rights Shites
This evening, Coxall, Levine and I attended an open meeting of the Open Rights Group, a new UK organisation set in the mould of the EFF. I wasn't expecting the earth to move for me: we've attended too many of these little geek/numeeja run yack-shacks to hope for anything particularly productive to emerge. This evening did its least to confound me.
It was held in a basement in Soho named Zero-One. I say basement, but, naturally, one is encouraged to term it a "creative space". Said "creative space" was filled with geeks and numeedjas, as well as a scattering of lawyer-types and Earnest Young Men. Overwhelmingly men, of course, the few women who were there either freaks, sociologists or serving the free cheese and wine. Hey - don't shoot the messenger. A few chairs encircled the basement, but the main floor was bare, to encourage crouching and cross-legged encampment. Oh dear. This was all going to be "inclusive and discursive", wasn't it?
Oh dear, indeed: the manageress of the "creative space" started proceedings. Her introduction was little more than an ad for her basement. She then brought on an ex hack, who spouted some trivial nonsense or other, and was excited by the prospect of setting up ever more "wikis" and "blogs". She, in turn, brought on a jargon-clappy professional "meeting facilitator/consultant". This was going to be "fun".
The evening was to commence with a little talk from some Oxford chap or other, followed by a free-fall clustered discussion, in which each cluster was to be provided with its own sticky wall-covering on which to paste their mindstormingly written postcards.
The Oxford nonentity informed us that the Internet was somewhat marvellous, and, gosh, lots of interesting things might become of it soon, what ho, and it's not just paedophilia and terrorists. The poor fellow seemed trapped in 1994.
The Management Consultant Facilitator then spouted some jargon, and asked the floor for ideas for the discussion clusters. The Earnest Young Men pontificated their banalities. The geeks obsessed about some yawnful minutia. And Coxall suggested we discuss how to win over the "unhosed stupid masses". Yes, that is the phrase he used and, yes, the reaction from this righton bunch of whitebread nonces was predictable. "Maybe if you stopped patronising them like that..." was the immediate response from one of the Earnest Young Men on the floor.
Thence began the multiple clustering. Levine, Coxall and I have attended so many of these nascent talking shops now that we decided to skip with the usual niceties and begin some good old Trotskyite agitation. We argued that trying to interest people in the potential problems of overreaching anti-privacy legislation, or draconian Intellectual Property laws and the restrictive technologies therefor, was a lost cause. The "unhosed masses" wouldn't care about these philosophical crampings until they felt the constrictive banding themselves, in their every day lives. We argued for the inculcation of popular anger: to that end, a little DRM here, a little copyright overextension there wasn't enough. We decided that, rather than allow creative society to die the death by a thousand cuts that is its inevitable fate in a world dominated by multi-billion dollar "content" oligarchies, we should use these monoliths' huge power and budgets to subvert themselves from within, to the point where their overreaching hubris could lead to genuine polltax-riot intensity anger, and Berlin-wall-sized dismantlement.
Rather than fiddle with legislation to make it slightly less bad, then, or to try to temper corporate excesses with the few thrown crumbs of compromise, a smartly utilitarian organisati
Tsk. It's almost as if some moderators never get past the subject before they moderate.
It was supposed to be a joke.
Martin
KDE SUXX0rs. All the kewl kidz use teh Macs now!
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Now that's a *great* comment. Lame, inaccurate, ignorable, irritating, worthless.
If I keep this up in my code, it'll be so unmaintainable by any other, I'll be secure in my job for life.
Martin
Like the Book-A-Minute, only fifteen times longer:
Book-a-Minute
My fave was always their '1-minute' summary of Gravity's Rainbow.
Gravity's Rainbow
By Thomas Pynchon
Ultra-Condensed by Glenn Davis
Thomas Pynchon
A screaming thing comes across the sky. It's a V-2 rocket carrying twelve thousand pounds of symbolism, and it's coming down on your poor, deluded, postmodern head.
THE END
> Will the issue of using RCSes in the kernel tree ever die down?
Um, yes. It did so three months ago. It's called git.
You should see what he's planning for Linux Vista.
Transparent Kernel Modules in XML. W00t!
> Although, the "promise" of less moving parts would be nice.
;p
I'd rather have fewer moving parts, rather than the parts simply be less moving.
One thing is clear- with the newest Postresql and MySql, you have much to choose from.
Worst attempt to stifle a fledgling Slashdot flamewar EVER.
It's a hard thing is to admit that free software has a usability problem. The natural temptation is to sit and watch these videos whilst screaming "You idiots! You don't click "Send and Receive" if you want to send an email! What's wrong with you?!?!"
It is difficult, but it's vitally important. These people aren't stupid losers- they are fluent in another operating system, where they can achieve whatever it is they want.
The problems on show here are ours, not theirs.
Martin
Wake me up when they scale this technology up to the point when it can regenerate *me* in my own personal Borg Alcove.
Oh, the japes you could have with one of these pads. I bet with a little bit of careful soldering, you could make any mobile phone that comes within its vicinity explode scalding Lithium Hydroxide all over the owner's suppirating, unexpectant face.
Hilarity ensues.
It does when the software is manifestly nowhere near ready for release. You can go and download Maemo and see for yourself. I wouldn't expect to see it until early 2006 at least.
I always suspected their Q3 predictions were woefully optimistic and/or a deliberately misleading way to get GNOME developers to hawk Nokia's vapourware free of charge during the conference season.
Me, I'm just amazed the my post about waiting for a year for dual-format drives to arrive has been modded -1, Troll.
I must be new here.
XBox 360 ships with a standard-def DVD drive. Is this Microsoft's idea of "support"?
This is not an analogue to VHS vs Betamax: the discs were different size and shape, and thus a dual-format system was not possible.
Not so for next-gen DVDs. In a year, all drives will be dual-format. Wait until then. Problem solved.
Either that or the PS3 sales will have made the issue moot.
No true.
. html
Those gotchas all (mostly) go away if you run MySQL 5.0 in strict mode. Compatibility mode is provided for 4.1 and back-asswards behaviour if you need it.
See: http://dev.mysql.com/doc/mysql/en/server-sql-mode
Martin
Hippie.
> Otherwise you'll turn it into "all your base" and we saw where that went.
To Us?
Why won't people leave me to break the law in peace, dammit!?
I mean, what did I ever do to them? Oh, wait...
Martin
"Sony says it will cut about 7% of *its* jobs"
its == belonging to it
it's == it is
It's not difficult. Sheesh.
Martin