> We're disappointed about this decision, but it does make business sense.
Yes, with iPhone clones coming on the market offering phone, keyboard, music, video, email, full live internet connectins and the like, it makes perfect sense. Apple loves their 6-10% market share with the Mac, so they wanna duplicate it in the multi-function wireless device.
Genes: Are neuron aggregates making us stupider? I mean, who wouldn't want to be able to store and retrieve arbitrary information about the world in minutes or seconds, rather than across tens of thousands of generations?
Geeze peeps, this could have been said about books and writing when it first started. Remember genes -> intelligence -> books? This is just an extension to the books part.
Genes -- stores a lot of information Intelligence -- stores a lot more information Books -- stores even more information, more easily, i.e. "offline"
Google = Teh Internets = fast indexing and searching of books, so to speak. This is just an upgrade to books in that series, not a 4th term. Indeed, a cyber-world with people using implanted chips to access the Internet directly mentally would again be an upgrade, not a new 4th term.
I can't think of a new 4th term at this point aside from a techno-rapture or a way to perform infinitely fast computation, or at least a (believed to be unlikely) finite model > Turing machine but infinite.
> Rev. Richard Patrick is blaming violent video games and music for crimes that he say > has affected 90% of his congregation in one way or another.
What about fraudulent theories of cosmology that have affected 100% of your congregetion in one way or another, almost certainly detrimentally, and even more certainly far worse than video games' effects?
Is there another link to the primary article? My workplace blocks it as "inappropriate", although interestingly, it does not block the one about virtual child porn.
You want a very heavy club you can pound over a fraudster's head.
Remember that one of the things the government can get marijuana smokers on is not buying a marijuana tax stamp. Nobody does this, of course, because they're afraid of it being a glowing neon sign over their heads, despite the government being forbidden from tracking the stamp buyers for that reason.
But it's another club nevertheless.
Weird. Never has a 0 -- offtopic post (which it wasn't) generated so much good karma to responders before.
Religion is the evolved result of the associational human mind guessing at what's behind that wind, maybe it's something trying to get me, the way something behind that moving grass might be (a perfectly reasonable, and successful fear.)
Thus placating such things involves incantations and hand movement (see Skinner's pidgeons, which repeated whatever movements they happened to be doing when a food pellet was dropped in, thus creating superstitious behavior in them.)
A few games of "my god is tuffer than your god" later, we end up with one infinitely powerful god (tougher than all gods put together! Wait. There aren't even any other gods!) who is perfect and good.
Roll in the fact that it allowed a very unproductive industry (masters of handwaving) to earn a living by convincing people their mental models of reality should include hiring them to placate the god(s), and mix it with the new theories of ethics as evolutionary products (feelings of righteousness, etc.) and bam!
Boring church on Sundays.
> Dancing Micro-Robots Waltz on a Pin's Head
"Hey, some of them went over into the corner and are just sitting there. Once in awhile one walks towards the middle, towards another bot, but then turns around and scoots right back before it gets very far."
> An international team of scientists has found a strange ring around a dead star
Hmmmm. That light was much, much faster in the past explains why light billions of light years away could have gotten here in less than 6,000 years. But how could a star have lived and died in that short of a time (even neglecting travel time of the light)?
Do all slashdot submissions have to end in a catchy imbalanced question?
Most of these idiotic questions should be answered with "mu."
From TFWP for mu:
it is more famously used as a response to certain koans and other questions in Zen Buddhism, intending to indicate that the question itself was wrong.
koan : n a story, dialogue, question, or statement in the history and lore of Chán (Zen) Buddhism, generally containing aspects that are inaccessible to rational understanding, yet may be accessible to intuition. A famous koan is: "Two hands clap and there is a sound; what is the sound of one hand?"
Lisa Simpson: What is the sound of one hand clapping?
Bart: (folds the fingers of one hand down on it's own palm as hard as possible, generating a soft "pat pat pat")
Lisa: No, Bart! This is a mystery of wisdom passed down to us by the ancients!
Bart: Lisa, I'm tellin' ya...(pat pat pat)
Since the human mind is associational in nature, we may conclude intuition, or subconscious generation and/or recalling of such associations, is in fact a subset of rational analysis, though very "fuzzy" in nature. Hence saying something is inaccessible to rational understanding but yet may be accessible to intuition is technically incorrect. In the not too distant future, humans will be able to heave "intuition devices", or semi-intelligent computers based on associational memory algorithms, at problems for analysis.
End koan More on mu koan:
The Mu koan is as follows: A monk asked Zhaozhou, a Chinese Zen master (known as Joshu in Japanese): "Has a dog Buddha-nature or not?", Zhaozhou answered: "Wú" (in Japanese, Mu).
The Buddha-nature is:
The Buddha Nature or Buddha Principle (Buddha-dhatu) is taught to be a truly real, but internally hidden potency or element within the purest depths of the mind, present in all sentient beings, for awakening and becoming a Buddha.
Becoming a Buddha, or buddhahood, is:
buddhahood (Sanskrit: buddhatva. Pali: buddhatta. Or (both) buddhabhava) is the state of perfect enlightenment (Sanskrit: samyaksambodhi. Pali: sammasambodhi) attained by a buddha (Pali/Sanskrit for "awakened one").
Perfect enlightment, or Bodhi, is:
You've achieved nirvana and, if your particular version of nirvana does not include being also free of rage, hate, and delusion, then those things as well.
nirvana : n the perfect peace of the mind that is free from craving, anger and other afflictive states. Literally means "to cease blowing" (as when a candle flame ceases to flicker) and/or extinguishing (that is, of the passions).
End nirvana
End Perfect enlightenment, or Bodhi
End buddhahood End Buddha-nature
Ahh, I see why it's wrong to ask whether a dog has a real but hidden potency within the purest depths of it's mind, since this is present within all sentient beings, for awakening and achieving nirvana and absence of rage, hate, and delusion.
Since, although a dog has the capacity for rage, and perhaps some hate (i.e. memory that triggers anger), a dog doesn't have the capacity to suppress them, beyond the normal calming and forgetfulness that neural-net-based intelligences possess. This it is as wrong to ask if it has a Buddha-nature as to ask a dog if it laughs at Beavis and Butt-head. End mu koan End buffoonery
So, to get back to basics:
Do all slashdot submissions have to end in a catchy imbalanced question?
> So prepare now by going to Surbeys.com ! it's not too late !
Apparently surbeys.com is already a cyber-squatter of the type that preys on misspellings (I already forget the name coined for this some 39 seconds ago).
From TF Surbeys.com:
> Fun Internet Survey's
Looks like they need a grammar Nazi to help out there, too. Hell, the apostrophe's even encoded in the link for that sub-page. "I wish I could generate these numbers by steam!" ahh, be careful what you wish for.
To the Batmobile! Er, car. Er, CGI auto-self-shell-encasing-car. Er, SUV jumping thingie. Er, motorcycle. Ah, screw it, I'll just super-fly there.
In any case, the delay was so NYSE could charge a high premium to day traders and big investment firms for those who want to trade spur of the moment on live data.
I presume Google and Yahoo are paying a very steep premium to NYSE since this will gut much of the value to all of NYSE's other premium customers.
Not immediately, I suppose. It's interesting to note that a proper database system would discrete-ize the posting numbers to arrive at a definite first post, even though relativity makes a mockery of first posts.
Hey wait, that shouldn't be possible.
> Quantum cryptography, the most secure method of transmitting data,
Technically it would only be tied at best with a one-time pad, and, at worst, slightly less secure. I wonder if it has codes that could be cracked by social engineering, as one time pad's could, or if you must physically have the proper connection device.
But I hear it's also possible to do a quantum simulation of the entire universe using a quantum device. Hence it may be trivial to crac...hey, waitaminnit!
Maybe this whole universe is someone's attempt to quantum crack some encoded pr0n. DAMMIT!
DAMMIT! My life is just being a cog in someone's un-encoding of some pr0n! >:(
Actually, I feel my life is more valuable doing that then it turning out this universe was Yahweh's twice-patched fuckup (Noah, and Jesus) wise and perfect plan all along.
Waa waa waaa!:) I've been modded "redundant" even though my post preceded the "first" one by several minutes. Unfortunately, I was further down the list "physically", so to speak. Moderators get confused.
It would be nice to add "redundant to which post" requirements, then auto-zapp the redundant modder if his reference post is actually newer than the "redundant" post.
In any case, back to the fun:
> the tower previously came close to collapsing in 1838, 1934, > and 1995. (The commission convened in 1990 to study the tower's stability...)
1. Use your giant size to buy up competition, er, "consolidate the inefficient vast market"
2. In markets where you are the only provider, raise rates.
3a. But just enough so it's not quite profitable for other companies to come in, especially with your threat to drop prices back down immediately.
3b. Or, in jurisdictions where goofballs of socialist bent rule the city council, start whining how "this town's only big enuf for one cable company" and look for politicians to grab onto that. After laws are passed restricting competition to you, "for efficiency's sake", raise rates and pay some of this to the politicians quitely, socialism working as intended as power and money gaining device, stripped of the public face. (What, is this new to you?)
In any case, a signature is more than just a verification tool. It's also (and indeed, probably primarily) a legal binding into a contract. Hence a fake signature is fraud, punishable by the full weight of the law.
Shoot, there's any number of comedy forks such a show could take integrating MMORPG activity.
Turning on the Sci-Fi channel at 8pm on a Friday...
Bad Guy Boss: You've failed! Get ready to fire the planet smasher!
Lackey: Yes, my master!
Bad Guy Boss: And now they will feel the wrath of my -- wha?!?!?!?
(In run 12 robots from 12 necromancers robotic specialists. They begin beating on the boss.)
Bad Guy Boss: (Knocking out the first one) Aha! You'll never take me!
(He puts down several robots, only to see more coming in to replace them.)
Bad Guy Boss: (Knocking out the 17th one) Aha! You'll never take me!
(Half an hour later!)
Bad Guy Boss: Argggggh! But how? (Falls dead)
(Twelve robotics specialists peak their heads from around the corner, then run in and filch through his body.)
Robotic Specialist #1: Sweet! He had the remote electro recharger! A passive recharger you carry that will slowly add energy to your robot or any in your group.
Robotic Specialist #2: Awesome! Um, how awesome is it?
Robotic Specialist #1: It's aqua -- Artifact level!
Robotic Specialist #2: AWESOME!
Robotic Specialist #3: How many does he have?
Robotic Specialist #1: Lemme check...(filches thru the robes some more)...Looks like, yep, he's got twelve! One for each of us!
Bad Guy Boss: You've failed! Get ready to fire the planet smasher!
Lackey: Yes, my master!
Bad Guy Boss: And now they will feel the wrath of my -- wha?!?!?!?
(In runs a huge guy that makes Hulk Hogan look like Pee-Wee Herman.)
Huge Brute: (Hits him, wham, a mediocre punch) Hey ugly!
Bad Guy Boss: Now you shall feel my wrath!
(In runs a much smaller guy and some chick in heels with a green "+" on her bustier. The little guy shoots laser beams out of his eyes.)
Bad Guy Boss: Hey! My minions, attack!
Huge Brute: Say what, Bozo?
Bad Guy Boss: Wait, attack the big guy!
Minion #1: (Running in from around the corner along with 3 others.) Yes, my master!
(They pound uselessly on him, but the boss breaks the huge guy's arm.)
Chick in High Heels: (A wave of green erupts from her hands, some kind of gizmo. The broken arm straightens itself.) Hand in there, Tuffy!
Huge Brute: Ahhh, thanks, Green Luv.
Minion #1: Fellow minions, go attack the girl first, then the little guy! They must be stopped!
(Minions run towards her.)
Huge Brute: (To boss) Hey, ugly! Your momma's so fat a Super Star Destroyer can park in her docking bay!
Bad Guy Boss: My minions, stop! Go attack this big guy, hurry!
Minion #2: But master, we must take her out or she'll keep healing them, and him and the little guy'll wear you down and kill you!
Bad Guy Boss: You doubt my intelligence? You doubt my skills? You doubt my ability to analyze a situation on the fly? Now don't ask and don't try to think. I'll do all the thinking for you! GO DO IT NOW!
Minions: (Yes, master, yes yes...)
Or same scenario yet again:
Bad Guy Boss: And now they will feel the wrath of my -- wha?!?!?!?
(Huge blast of laser power burns off the back of his costume.)
Bad Guy Boss: Ow! I'll get you!
(He runs towards the guy who blasted him, who stands there.)
(Suddenly, another blast rips him in the back again.)
Bad Guy Boss: Owwww! I'll get you, too!
(He spins around and runs back, seeing a small chick with basketball-sized hooters with a smoking raygun, and runs at her.)
(Yet another blast smashes him in the back from the other guy, again.)
Bad Guy Boss: Owww! I'll get you!
(Spins around and runs back at the guy again.
(Big blast from chick hits him in the back again.)
(Half an hour later.)
Chick: Nice! What's he got?
(Guy flips through the dead boss's robes.)
Guy: Sweet! Two aqua focusing crystals!
Chick: Yes! I knew there was a good reason to come
> An interesting story on NPR this morning, about > a geophysicist who has constructed a miniature earth
"Everything was modeled with exacting proportionality, including Pamela Andersons fake breasts, approximately 1cm in diameter on the beach-ball sized planet."
Well, it's interesting they're using a game concept to help drive training. A game is all about balancing the sides and nerfing the weapons, where the US military is about getting ahead of the other side and unbalancing the sides as much as possible. In war, you're not doing too well if your battles tend to be "fair fights".
"If you find yourself in a fair fight, you haven't done your homework."
I rather liked Eve Online. The only problem was after I had finally gotten my first battle cruiser (or maybe heavy bc, IDR), I got it destroyed in a L2 mission because a swarm of gnats caused the screen to slow to about 1 frame per 5s. That's assured death in a clicky game. I couldn't even activate warp out before I was blown up.
"When asked why does someone need to search for a 'weak point' while using a lightsaber, he shouted, 'Hey! Look at that spider on the wall!' and when the reporters turned back to look at him, he was gone."
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> We're disappointed about this decision, but it does make business sense.
Yes, with iPhone clones coming on the market offering phone, keyboard, music, video, email, full live internet connectins and the like, it makes perfect sense. Apple loves their 6-10% market share with the Mac, so they wanna duplicate it in the multi-function wireless device.
That's greater than Turing machines and less than infinite.
Gotta love modern BBS systems requiring programming ability to use what should be WYSIWYG, as in other Internet BBS systems.
Genes: Are neuron aggregates making us stupider? I mean, who wouldn't want to be able to store and retrieve arbitrary information about the world in minutes or seconds, rather than across tens of thousands of generations?
Geeze peeps, this could have been said about books and writing when it first started. Remember genes -> intelligence -> books? This is just an extension to the books part.
Genes -- stores a lot of information
Intelligence -- stores a lot more information
Books -- stores even more information, more easily, i.e. "offline"
Google = Teh Internets = fast indexing and searching of books, so to speak. This is just an upgrade to books in that series, not a 4th term. Indeed, a cyber-world with people using implanted chips to access the Internet directly mentally would again be an upgrade, not a new 4th term.
I can't think of a new 4th term at this point aside from a techno-rapture or a way to perform infinitely fast computation, or at least a (believed to be unlikely) finite model > Turing machine but infinite.
> Rev. Richard Patrick is blaming violent video games and music for crimes that he say
> has affected 90% of his congregation in one way or another.
What about fraudulent theories of cosmology that have affected 100% of your congregetion in one way or another, almost certainly detrimentally, and even more certainly far worse than video games' effects?
> "Something Special" for the 100th Patch to Asheron's Call"
"The return of the *atoyot* emote! You'll get quite the feeling all over again!"
Is there another link to the primary article? My workplace blocks it as "inappropriate", although interestingly, it does not block the one about virtual child porn.
Is the 1024-bit key the same for all attacks? If so, someone pay him, get the key, then broadcast it.
Yes and no.
You want a very heavy club you can pound over a fraudster's head.
Remember that one of the things the government can get marijuana smokers on is not buying a marijuana tax stamp. Nobody does this, of course, because they're afraid of it being a glowing neon sign over their heads, despite the government being forbidden from tracking the stamp buyers for that reason.
But it's another club nevertheless.
Weird. Never has a 0 -- offtopic post (which it wasn't) generated so much good karma to responders before.
Yes, in a manner of speaking.
Religion is the evolved result of the associational human mind guessing at what's behind that wind, maybe it's something trying to get me, the way something behind that moving grass might be (a perfectly reasonable, and successful fear.)
Thus placating such things involves incantations and hand movement (see Skinner's pidgeons, which repeated whatever movements they happened to be doing when a food pellet was dropped in, thus creating superstitious behavior in them.)
A few games of "my god is tuffer than your god" later, we end up with one infinitely powerful god (tougher than all gods put together! Wait. There aren't even any other gods!) who is perfect and good.
Roll in the fact that it allowed a very unproductive industry (masters of handwaving) to earn a living by convincing people their mental models of reality should include hiring them to placate the god(s), and mix it with the new theories of ethics as evolutionary products (feelings of righteousness, etc.) and bam!
Boring church on Sundays.
> Dancing Micro-Robots Waltz on a Pin's Head
"Hey, some of them went over into the corner and are just sitting there. Once in awhile one walks towards the middle, towards another bot, but then turns around and scoots right back before it gets very far."
"Oh, those are the micro-robot nerds."
> An international team of scientists has found a strange ring around a dead star
Hmmmm. That light was much, much faster in the past explains why light billions of light years away could have gotten here in less than 6,000 years. But how could a star have lived and died in that short of a time (even neglecting travel time of the light)?
Perhaps time ran faster in the past, too!
From TFWP for mu:End buddhahood End Buddha-nature
Ahh, I see why it's wrong to ask whether a dog has a real but hidden potency within the purest depths of it's mind, since this is present within all sentient beings, for awakening and achieving nirvana and absence of rage, hate, and delusion.
Since, although a dog has the capacity for rage, and perhaps some hate (i.e. memory that triggers anger), a dog doesn't have the capacity to suppress them, beyond the normal calming and forgetfulness that neural-net-based intelligences possess. This it is as wrong to ask if it has a Buddha-nature as to ask a dog if it laughs at Beavis and Butt-head.
End mu koan End buffoonery
So, to get back to basics:
Do all slashdot submissions have to end in a catchy imbalanced question?
"Mu."
Ah hah. Hah. Hahahahahahahahaha! Ahahahahahahahaha!
No, wait!
I'm not finished "holding my sides"!
Ahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!
> So prepare now by going to Surbeys.com ! it's not too late !
Apparently surbeys.com is already a cyber-squatter of the type that preys on misspellings (I already forget the name coined for this some 39 seconds ago).
From TF Surbeys.com:
> Fun Internet Survey's
Looks like they need a grammar Nazi to help out there, too. Hell, the apostrophe's even encoded in the link for that sub-page. "I wish I could generate these numbers by steam!" ahh, be careful what you wish for.
To the Batmobile! Er, car. Er, CGI auto-self-shell-encasing-car. Er, SUV jumping thingie. Er, motorcycle. Ah, screw it, I'll just super-fly there.
In any case, the delay was so NYSE could charge a high premium to day traders and big investment firms for those who want to trade spur of the moment on live data.
I presume Google and Yahoo are paying a very steep premium to NYSE since this will gut much of the value to all of NYSE's other premium customers.
Not immediately, I suppose. It's interesting to note that a proper database system would discrete-ize the posting numbers to arrive at a definite first post, even though relativity makes a mockery of first posts.
Hey wait, that shouldn't be possible.
> Quantum cryptography, the most secure method of transmitting data,
Technically it would only be tied at best with a one-time pad, and, at worst, slightly less secure. I wonder if it has codes that could be cracked by social engineering, as one time pad's could, or if you must physically have the proper connection device.
But I hear it's also possible to do a quantum simulation of the entire universe using a quantum device. Hence it may be trivial to crac...hey, waitaminnit!
Maybe this whole universe is someone's attempt to quantum crack some encoded pr0n. DAMMIT!
DAMMIT! My life is just being a cog in someone's un-encoding of some pr0n! >:(
Actually, I feel my life is more valuable doing that then it turning out this universe was Yahweh's twice-patched fuckup (Noah, and Jesus) wise and perfect plan all along.
Waa waa waaa! :) I've been modded "redundant" even though my post preceded the "first" one by several minutes. Unfortunately, I was further down the list "physically", so to speak. Moderators get confused.
It would be nice to add "redundant to which post" requirements, then auto-zapp the redundant modder if his reference post is actually newer than the "redundant" post.
In any case, back to the fun:
> the tower previously came close to collapsing in 1838, 1934,
> and 1995. (The commission convened in 1990 to study the tower's stability...)
Ahh, commissions at work.
Ding, ftw!
1. Use your giant size to buy up competition, er, "consolidate the inefficient vast market"
2. In markets where you are the only provider, raise rates.
3a. But just enough so it's not quite profitable for other companies to come in, especially with your threat to drop prices back down immediately.
3b. Or, in jurisdictions where goofballs of socialist bent rule the city council, start whining how "this town's only big enuf for one cable company" and look for politicians to grab onto that. After laws are passed restricting competition to you, "for efficiency's sake", raise rates and pay some of this to the politicians quitely, socialism working as intended as power and money gaining device, stripped of the public face. (What, is this new to you?)
4. PROFIT!
By the way, the plural of "melon" is "mellon", not "melons".
Who wants a black and white watermellon?
In any case, a signature is more than just a verification tool. It's also (and indeed, probably primarily) a legal binding into a contract. Hence a fake signature is fraud, punishable by the full weight of the law.
I wish Schneieieier were a little brighter.
Gotta love slashdot :(
Shoot, there's any number of comedy forks such a show could take integrating MMORPG activity.
Turning on the Sci-Fi channel at 8pm on a Friday...
Bad Guy Boss: You've failed! Get ready to fire the planet smasher!
Lackey: Yes, my master!
Bad Guy Boss: And now they will feel the wrath of my -- wha?!?!?!?
(In run 12 robots from 12 necromancers robotic specialists. They begin beating on the boss.)
Bad Guy Boss: (Knocking out the first one) Aha! You'll never take me!
(He puts down several robots, only to see more coming in to replace them.)
Bad Guy Boss: (Knocking out the 17th one) Aha! You'll never take me!
(Half an hour later!)
Bad Guy Boss: Argggggh! But how? (Falls dead)
(Twelve robotics specialists peak their heads from around the corner, then run in and filch through his body.)
Robotic Specialist #1: Sweet! He had the remote electro recharger! A passive recharger you carry that will slowly add energy to your robot or any in your group.
Robotic Specialist #2: Awesome! Um, how awesome is it?
Robotic Specialist #1: It's aqua -- Artifact level!
Robotic Specialist #2: AWESOME!
Robotic Specialist #3: How many does he have?
Robotic Specialist #1: Lemme check...(filches thru the robes some more)...Looks like, yep, he's got twelve! One for each of us!
Specialists Crowd: Awesome! Sweet! Cool! "Yey Leroy!"
Or, same scenario:
Bad Guy Boss: You've failed! Get ready to fire the planet smasher!
Lackey: Yes, my master!
Bad Guy Boss: And now they will feel the wrath of my -- wha?!?!?!?
(In runs a huge guy that makes Hulk Hogan look like Pee-Wee Herman.) Huge Brute: (Hits him, wham, a mediocre punch) Hey ugly! Bad Guy Boss: Now you shall feel my wrath! (In runs a much smaller guy and some chick in heels with a green "+" on her bustier. The little guy shoots laser beams out of his eyes.) Bad Guy Boss: Hey! My minions, attack! Huge Brute: Say what, Bozo? Bad Guy Boss: Wait, attack the big guy! Minion #1: (Running in from around the corner along with 3 others.) Yes, my master! (They pound uselessly on him, but the boss breaks the huge guy's arm.) Chick in High Heels: (A wave of green erupts from her hands, some kind of gizmo. The broken arm straightens itself.) Hand in there, Tuffy! Huge Brute: Ahhh, thanks, Green Luv. Minion #1: Fellow minions, go attack the girl first, then the little guy! They must be stopped! (Minions run towards her.) Huge Brute: (To boss) Hey, ugly! Your momma's so fat a Super Star Destroyer can park in her docking bay! Bad Guy Boss: My minions, stop! Go attack this big guy, hurry! Minion #2: But master, we must take her out or she'll keep healing them, and him and the little guy'll wear you down and kill you! Bad Guy Boss: You doubt my intelligence? You doubt my skills? You doubt my ability to analyze a situation on the fly? Now don't ask and don't try to think. I'll do all the thinking for you! GO DO IT NOW! Minions: (Yes, master, yes yes...) Or same scenario yet again: Bad Guy Boss: And now they will feel the wrath of my -- wha?!?!?!? (Huge blast of laser power burns off the back of his costume.) Bad Guy Boss: Ow! I'll get you! (He runs towards the guy who blasted him, who stands there.) (Suddenly, another blast rips him in the back again.) Bad Guy Boss: Owwww! I'll get you, too! (He spins around and runs back, seeing a small chick with basketball-sized hooters with a smoking raygun, and runs at her.) (Yet another blast smashes him in the back from the other guy, again.) Bad Guy Boss: Owww! I'll get you! (Spins around and runs back at the guy again. (Big blast from chick hits him in the back again.) (Half an hour later.) Chick: Nice! What's he got? (Guy flips through the dead boss's robes.) Guy: Sweet! Two aqua focusing crystals! Chick: Yes! I knew there was a good reason to come
> An interesting story on NPR this morning, about
> a geophysicist who has constructed a miniature earth
"Everything was modeled with exacting proportionality, including Pamela Andersons fake breasts, approximately 1cm in diameter on the beach-ball sized planet."
Well, it's interesting they're using a game concept to help drive training. A game is all about balancing the sides and nerfing the weapons, where the US military is about getting ahead of the other side and unbalancing the sides as much as possible. In war, you're not doing too well if your battles tend to be "fair fights".
"If you find yourself in a fair fight, you haven't done your homework."
> a camera in the back of every seat to watch for facecrime
> like sweating too much, or acting nervous
"Hey, that guy is sweating like a pig. He may be about to leap up and attack!"
"Nah, look at his wife's hand. He's just joining the Mile High Club."
I rather liked Eve Online. The only problem was after I had finally gotten my first battle cruiser (or maybe heavy bc, IDR), I got it destroyed in a L2 mission because a swarm of gnats caused the screen to slow to about 1 frame per 5s. That's assured death in a clicky game. I couldn't even activate warp out before I was blown up.
"When asked why does someone need to search for a 'weak point' while using a lightsaber, he shouted, 'Hey! Look at that spider on the wall!' and when the reporters turned back to look at him, he was gone."