Most anti-perspirants, afaik, work by clogging the pores with zinc. So this is a fairly straightforward premise. If you have something, anything, that is small enough to be taken in directly through the skin, it's a problem.
People pooh-poohing this study reeks of similiarty with the cigarette industry of the 50's.
Your friends will know how to get there. From Kresge or the Infinite Hall to the parking garage where it is only a 7-minute walk. I don't know how true it is that printing out that page (www.mitfleamarket.com/) will get you a discount but it wouldn't surprise me.
Another REALLY good idea is to bring a hand-cart. Trying to carry back the five Pentium 100's you picked up for $3 each can suck if you don't have one. I'd estimate half the people who leave with more than 25lbs of stuff didn't plan on buying anything. I picked up a Mac SE30 for free once. People giving away 19" multisync monitors just because they don't feel like lugging it back from whence it came is not even remotely unusual. I was handed a Micro VAX by a member of L0pht a few years back.
Optics, cables, new stuff, old stuff, ham stuff. Books.... It's pretty unreal what you can find there. Most of the people selling things there are present at every single one, so it picking up a laptop or something isn't as sketchy as it might seem. And the people there are a riot. Heck, you might even see me -- I'll probably have a black kangol on. If you see me, say hello.
MYP is a sort of adult comic store and by "adult" I don't mean pornographic, though they do have some titles that I'm sure could be found in the private stashes of our current Senate. Lots of graphic novels, a little bit of anime, oddities such as Gregory (Marc Hempel, I think) and Squee, etc, etc. A great place to go if you want local zines, too.
And if you ever run into a very strange guy with a beard and a dog, he's harmless. His name is "Cush." And he'll bark if you don't pet him. The dog, not the guy.
If you like what you see a much, MUCH better one is right at Harvard. Harvard Square stop on the MBTA Subway Red Line. Dirt simple to get to. Once you exit the station you could probably face south, throw a piece of baklavah and hit the place.
And, while I'm on a tear, don't forget the first MIT Flea Market is happening this weekend (third Sunday of every month, April through October inclusive). Some people think the first one of the year is the best one because all the crap has gathered up all winter and the last one sucks. The other camp thinks the last one is the best because people are motivated to get rid of the stuff At All Costs. *shrug Anyway, that's the Kendall Stop on the aforementioned Red Line.
JimBobJoe writes: "I pointed out that Ohio law prohibited a government institution from collecting information which were not authorized by law, nor required to achieve a particular purpose...and that the system need not perform the tracking, it only needed to perform the authorization. The response I got was that the system was not designed with a zero tracking/auditing setting, it needed to perform tracking and auditing as part of its authentication mechanism. I pointed out that I can't help that the university bought a dumbass product, and I threatened to sue them, but I was young, and I threatened to sue everyone.:-) I got a letter from the university lawyers saying "While we ourselves certainly hope never to need the archived data -- and, fortunately, rarely do -- it can be of unquestionable value in investigating incidents in the residence halls. It is for this very reason that similar systems are in use at numerous colleges and universities around the country.""
You mean to tell me you recieved written correspondence from the lawyers representing your college after you pointed out that it was illegal in which they admitted collecting information illegaly and attempting to justify it?
And just in case (a) you didn't know and (b) you have an interest, there is now a Million Year Picnic on Thayer. The next closest (and only other) one is in Boston. Where Luna Sea used to be.
I only mention this because MYP is cooler than swiss cheese.
I considered doing this about a half-year back but abandoned it, not because it would be hard to do but because I couldn't think of an easy way for a person to share their buddy list. It would require setting up an account and possibly finding a text file and dropping it into a textarea field (or perhaps uploading a file), something I didn't think I could accomplish without skewing the data toward the geekier crowd.
It also occurred to me that there are probably a lot of people who don't want their whole buddy list to necessarily be known, so I'd have to create some barrier to prevent directly seeing other people's buddy list.
Further, buddy lists are always in flux. The data would become dated fairly rapidly and just straight-out incorrect not too long after.
Finally, I realized that this idea was something that would be trivial for AOL to do. They have the data and they have it in real time. All someone would have to do is check off a "yes, you can use my buddy list for data collection" or something (though I'd imagine their EULA would probably already give them that right if the simply wanted to do it sans specific permission). It could be spun in a number of different ways to entice people to do so.
-3:00 - Wake. 0:00 - Throw bag of mixed veggies in nuke, 7 minutes. +0:20 - Turn on George Foreman grill. +1:00 - Get in shower. +10:00 - Exit Shower. +11:00 - Throw 2 breasts of chicken on grill. +12:00 - Brush teeth. +14:00 - Remove bag of veggies, slit bottom, let drain. +15:00 - Cut bag, dump veggies in bowl. +16:00 - Remove chicken from grill, cut into desired size bites. Dump into bowl. +17:00 - Toss around concoction a bit. +17:30 - Insert into fridge.
Food for the day, super-lazy hacker style. Anytime I want to eat, I open the fridge, take a few bites, head back into the cave to code more. No massive cleanup. No colossal production. No putting off food until hunger pangs become unignorable and I wind up eating something just as quick but horrible for me (read; Doritoes). And only 6.5 minutes spent, total.
When the bowl becomes empty, repeat. Spice up as you see fit. Salsa is great. Boil-in-bag brown rice thrown in is pretty good too.
image writes: "Don't believe there is a trend? Think about music in the middle ages. You had to pay someone to play. And when they were done, they were done. You'd have to pay them again to hear the music again. By the beginning of the 20th century, you could spend a fortune on a record player and another fortune on some vinyl, but you could listen as often as you liked. By the end of the 20th century, cassettes and CDs were ubiqituous and cheap, but had a cost associated with physical reproduction. Today the physical costs are nil. See the trend?
I think so. If this trend continues then the RIAA is going to pay me to pipe music directly into my skull.
arbitrary nickname writes: "Interesting idea, but with a major flaw: It would block important automated responses from, for example, online shopping sites..."
Good point, and something to keep in mind when you're engaging in purchasing things online, but it doesn't get blocked outright, merely queued.
http://www.paganini.net/ask/
So once you know where emails will be coming from, you can manually whitelist people, such as anything coming from Amazon or eBay or whatever.
I'm actually going to set this up this weekend. Spam has gotten WAY out of control for me.
smylie writes: "If you read the post, you'll see the whole point of this was to avoid spending the $200.
No, I actually read the whole thing, first. In fact the reason I read the whole thing is because I was fully expecting the joke to be exposed at any moment with a "just kidding" someplace.
It never came.
It's a dumb idea, period. If you handed me one it would be circular-filed the second you got out of earshot. Why you'd want to spend $5 to obtain one -- much less $200 -- is beyond me.
Karma be damned, this is easily one of the dumbest things I have ever seen. It's a ball. That glows. The glow shifts, for example, on the rise or fall of the stock market.
Cliff, give me $200 dollars. You can call me whenever you want. Sometimes I'll hum. Sometimes I'll hum louder.
Re:Family Tree Tech support: Wood for the fire....
on
Family Tech Support
·
· Score: 1
L0stb0Y writes: "Because you *can't* just tell them to go pound sand, or just tell them that they are stupid...."
Slashdot Mirror
Most anti-perspirants, afaik, work by clogging the pores with zinc. So this is a fairly straightforward premise. If you have something, anything, that is small enough to be taken in directly through the skin, it's a problem.
People pooh-poohing this study reeks of similiarty with the cigarette industry of the 50's.
outsider007 writes:
"and do you jokingly refer to your mouth as a 'cereal port'?"
Believe it or not, I have never heard that one. That's fucking hilarious! =)
Black Parrot writes:
... Well then...
"When in doubt, assume it's a joke."
Oh.
My tagline reads:
"It's much easier to mod me down than to post an intelligent reply."
Black Parrot replies:
"More satisfying, too!"
Anyone who finds anonymous disagreement more satisfying than communication and sharing of ideas deserves what they get.
planoie writes:
"There is no indication there that he ever ate, or now eats Cap'n Crunch. We can only assume that he did."
You people are fucking savages. It was a joke.
How much Captain Crunch cereal do you eat these days? Would you say it has gone up or gone down since your now-infamous discovery?
JimBobJoe writes:
"Typical lawyer response, trying to appear I was addressing one thing while I was addressing something else."
It wasn't signed "Iraqi Information Minister," was it?
Your friends will know how to get there. From Kresge or the Infinite Hall to the parking garage where it is only a 7-minute walk. I don't know how true it is that printing out that page (www.mitfleamarket.com/) will get you a discount but it wouldn't surprise me.
... It's pretty unreal what you can find there. Most of the people selling things there are present at every single one, so it picking up a laptop or something isn't as sketchy as it might seem. And the people there are a riot. Heck, you might even see me -- I'll probably have a black kangol on. If you see me, say hello.
Another REALLY good idea is to bring a hand-cart. Trying to carry back the five Pentium 100's you picked up for $3 each can suck if you don't have one. I'd estimate half the people who leave with more than 25lbs of stuff didn't plan on buying anything. I picked up a Mac SE30 for free once. People giving away 19" multisync monitors just because they don't feel like lugging it back from whence it came is not even remotely unusual. I was handed a Micro VAX by a member of L0pht a few years back.
Optics, cables, new stuff, old stuff, ham stuff. Books.
MYP is a sort of adult comic store and by "adult" I don't mean pornographic, though they do have some titles that I'm sure could be found in the private stashes of our current Senate. Lots of graphic novels, a little bit of anime, oddities such as Gregory (Marc Hempel, I think) and Squee, etc, etc. A great place to go if you want local zines, too.
And if you ever run into a very strange guy with a beard and a dog, he's harmless. His name is "Cush." And he'll bark if you don't pet him. The dog, not the guy.
If you like what you see a much, MUCH better one is right at Harvard. Harvard Square stop on the MBTA Subway Red Line. Dirt simple to get to. Once you exit the station you could probably face south, throw a piece of baklavah and hit the place.
And, while I'm on a tear, don't forget the first MIT Flea Market is happening this weekend (third Sunday of every month, April through October inclusive). Some people think the first one of the year is the best one because all the crap has gathered up all winter and the last one sucks. The other camp thinks the last one is the best because people are motivated to get rid of the stuff At All Costs. *shrug Anyway, that's the Kendall Stop on the aforementioned Red Line.
I'll shut up now. =)
JimBobJoe writes: :-) I got a letter from the university lawyers saying "While we ourselves certainly hope never to need the archived data -- and, fortunately, rarely do -- it can be of unquestionable value in investigating incidents in the residence halls. It is for this very reason that similar systems are in use at numerous colleges and universities around the country.""
"I pointed out that Ohio law prohibited a government institution from collecting information which were not authorized by law, nor required to achieve a particular purpose...and that the system need not perform the tracking, it only needed to perform the authorization. The response I got was that the system was not designed with a zero tracking/auditing setting, it needed to perform tracking and auditing as part of its authentication mechanism. I pointed out that I can't help that the university bought a dumbass product, and I threatened to sue them, but I was young, and I threatened to sue everyone.
You mean to tell me you recieved written correspondence from the lawyers representing your college after you pointed out that it was illegal in which they admitted collecting information illegaly and attempting to justify it?
Did you keep this letter?
Galvatron writes:
"My university (Brown)...
Mmm. Spikes. Mmm.
And just in case (a) you didn't know and (b) you have an interest, there is now a Million Year Picnic on Thayer. The next closest (and only other) one is in Boston. Where Luna Sea used to be.
I only mention this because MYP is cooler than swiss cheese.
I considered doing this about a half-year back but abandoned it, not because it would be hard to do but because I couldn't think of an easy way for a person to share their buddy list. It would require setting up an account and possibly finding a text file and dropping it into a textarea field (or perhaps uploading a file), something I didn't think I could accomplish without skewing the data toward the geekier crowd.
It also occurred to me that there are probably a lot of people who don't want their whole buddy list to necessarily be known, so I'd have to create some barrier to prevent directly seeing other people's buddy list.
Further, buddy lists are always in flux. The data would become dated fairly rapidly and just straight-out incorrect not too long after.
Finally, I realized that this idea was something that would be trivial for AOL to do. They have the data and they have it in real time. All someone would have to do is check off a "yes, you can use my buddy list for data collection" or something (though I'd imagine their EULA would probably already give them that right if the simply wanted to do it sans specific permission). It could be spun in a number of different ways to entice people to do so.
Just some thoughts.
-3:00 - Wake.
0:00 - Throw bag of mixed veggies in nuke, 7 minutes.
+0:20 - Turn on George Foreman grill.
+1:00 - Get in shower.
+10:00 - Exit Shower.
+11:00 - Throw 2 breasts of chicken on grill.
+12:00 - Brush teeth.
+14:00 - Remove bag of veggies, slit bottom, let drain.
+15:00 - Cut bag, dump veggies in bowl.
+16:00 - Remove chicken from grill, cut into desired size bites. Dump into bowl.
+17:00 - Toss around concoction a bit.
+17:30 - Insert into fridge.
Food for the day, super-lazy hacker style. Anytime I want to eat, I open the fridge, take a few bites, head back into the cave to code more. No massive cleanup. No colossal production. No putting off food until hunger pangs become unignorable and I wind up eating something just as quick but horrible for me (read; Doritoes). And only 6.5 minutes spent, total.
When the bowl becomes empty, repeat. Spice up as you see fit. Salsa is great. Boil-in-bag brown rice thrown in is pretty good too.
I'm not getting one until it supports the Ogg format.
Speaking of which, anyone have any info on the whereabouts of Salem Pax?
image writes:
"Don't believe there is a trend? Think about music in the middle ages. You had to pay someone to play. And when they were done, they were done. You'd have to pay them again to hear the music again. By the beginning of the 20th century, you could spend a fortune on a record player and another fortune on some vinyl, but you could listen as often as you liked. By the end of the 20th century, cassettes and CDs were ubiqituous and cheap, but had a cost associated with physical reproduction. Today the physical costs are nil. See the trend?
I think so. If this trend continues then the RIAA is going to pay me to pipe music directly into my skull.
E=MC^2
Screw font anti-aliasing. Just shake the screen a little. Looks smoother already.
I like it.
michael writes:
"So why do astronomers always compare the size of meteors to Volkswagen bugs?"
Because a meteor looks nothing like a Volvo?
You know, if this keeps up, the logical conclusion is a hamster and a wheel, Flintstones style.
Yabba Dabba Doo.
arbitrary nickname writes:
"Interesting idea, but with a major flaw: It would block important automated responses from, for example, online shopping sites..."
Good point, and something to keep in mind when you're engaging in purchasing things online, but it doesn't get blocked outright, merely queued.
http://www.paganini.net/ask/
So once you know where emails will be coming from, you can manually whitelist people, such as anything coming from Amazon or eBay or whatever.
I'm actually going to set this up this weekend. Spam has gotten WAY out of control for me.
An AC writes:
"That's even dumber, yet the guy who invented that is probably lounging on his own island right now."
That's nothing! I'm buidling a "Jump to Conclusions Mat." You stand on it, see, and then...
smylie writes:
"If you read the post, you'll see the whole point of this was to avoid spending the $200.
No, I actually read the whole thing, first. In fact the reason I read the whole thing is because I was fully expecting the joke to be exposed at any moment with a "just kidding" someplace.
It never came.
It's a dumb idea, period. If you handed me one it would be circular-filed the second you got out of earshot. Why you'd want to spend $5 to obtain one -- much less $200 -- is beyond me.
Karma be damned, this is easily one of the dumbest things I have ever seen. It's a ball. That glows. The glow shifts, for example, on the rise or fall of the stock market.
Cliff, give me $200 dollars. You can call me whenever you want. Sometimes I'll hum. Sometimes I'll hum louder.
L0stb0Y writes:
"Because you *can't* just tell them to go pound sand, or just tell them that they are stupid...."
Oh, my friend, how wrong you are...