Er. Go back to the origin of spam before it became a synonym for commercial mass-mailing. Try "Any large, annoying, quantity of output". Yeah, it's spam.
YHOO's currently doing about $35 where GOOG's doing $300. Sure there's a premium on perceived Google's tech superiority, but it's probably worth 2x or 3x YHOO. 10x does not make sense, long term.
Well, the first thing is that comparing raw stock prices isn't particularly meaningful. You're not taking into account, say, the number of shares floating around. So let's look at these numbers normalized...
Given that GOOG has more than double the EPS of YHOO I'd expect GOOG to float around twice YHOO's price on that alone. You say that GOOG's technical superiority doubles or trebles it again. This makes a target price of about $200/share on GOOG -- which is about 30% under what GOOG is actually trading at, and don't seem that far out of line.
OK -- I want to give a shout-out to whichever fucktard decided to mod this offtopic. You might not like it -- you might not even care -- but this is entirely topical.
Listen up and there's a small chance you might learn something. There was a time when an astronaut was a superhero and more. "What do you want to be when you grow up?" "An astronaut" -- not a powerpuff girl like you're all into now. So you, spongebob, and patrick can go back into the corner and have another circle jerk together. Myself, when Discovery lifts again I'm going to raise a glass to all of my heroes from the shuttle program... And I'll take a drink for every name on the roll of honor for Challenger and Columbia.
Worlds grow old and suns grow cold And death we never can doubt. Time's cold wind, wailing down the past, Reminds us that all flesh is grass And history's lamps blow out.
But the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again.
Cycles turn while the far stars burn, And people and planets age. Life's crown passes to younger lands, Time brushes dust of hope from his hands And turns another page.
Yet the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again.
But we who feel the weight of the wheel When winter falls over our world Can hope for tomorrow and raise our eyes To a silver moon in the opened skies And a single flag unfurled.
For the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again.
We know well what Life can tell: If you would not perish, then grow. And today our fragile flesh and steel Have laid our hands on a vaster wheel With all of the stars to know
That the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again.
From all who tried out of history's tide, Salute for the team that won. And the old Earth smiles at her children's reach, The wave that carried us up the beach To reach for the shining sun.
And the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again
I have to remember that my hyperlexic reading-at-two was the abnormal situation
You might be surprised. My brother was dyslexic and although he was eventually able to sound out all of the letters he had a very hard time forming them into words. My mother responded by labeling everything in our house. He came home one day and asked, "What is this d-o-o-r doing on our doOR! WOW!" and ran through the house -- "c-a-t on the CAT! f-l-o-o-r on the FLOOR! b-r-o-t-h-e-r on my BROT-HER! No!! BROTHER!"
So I picked it all up with him (even though he was much much older than me)... So if you deal with kids a lot be on the lookout for other early readers. I'm certain we're not all that rare.
One of these days I'm going to convince myself that I actually need a datahand. The big win for coders is that you no longer need to leave homerow in order to hit the symbols...
Well even though you missed my winky-face which should have clearly indicated that this was a joke I'm going to reply to you anyways: I have never plugged a dvorak usb keyboard into a system and had the system use it as qwerty by default....
Front loading washing machines have been available in the states for as long as I can remember. Top-loaders are popular because they're less likely to ruin your floor from spillage. It's easy to stuff in "that last sock" or whatever a few minutes late, and that has a lot of value...
Now tell me where to get the combo washer/dryer. PLEASE!
My favorite experience was being the only plane using 32L at Paine Field in a Cesna 152. (For those who don't know a Cesna 152 is like a Yugo -- and Paine had to extend and widen one of their runways in order to accomodate test flights of the 777, so it feels like an eight-lane highway).
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Spam from the Jargon File.
Please elaborate.
Well, the first thing is that comparing raw stock prices isn't particularly meaningful. You're not taking into account, say, the number of shares floating around. So let's look at these numbers normalized...
Given that GOOG has more than double the EPS of YHOO I'd expect GOOG to float around twice YHOO's price on that alone. You say that GOOG's technical superiority doubles or trebles it again. This makes a target price of about $200/share on GOOG -- which is about 30% under what GOOG is actually trading at, and don't seem that far out of line.
Fucktard.
There's this really, really neat thing called 'encryption' you might want to look into.
Hell, most VCRs sync off the time signal coming down your cable anyways...
You had a wall socket? I had an amber rod and a cat.
You did unblock the ports used by your torrent client on your firewall, didn't you?
I sure hope you didn't pay very much for that degree...
Suuuure.... Tell me it's supposed to be a trick after I spend 10 months in the can for manslaughter.
Fucker.
So riddle me this, batman... What if the worm takes out 911 service and someone dies because of it?
I see you're not advertising about your less-than-stellar new user retention rates. Is the new game any better?
I gave a chick a harry potter once. Bitch couldn't walk without limping for a week and a half.
And you know what, man? I'll crouch face down in the mud barely able to breathe to support the men standing on my back who will make this bird fly...
Listen up and there's a small chance you might learn something. There was a time when an astronaut was a superhero and more. "What do you want to be when you grow up?" "An astronaut" -- not a powerpuff girl like you're all into now. So you, spongebob, and patrick can go back into the corner and have another circle jerk together. Myself, when Discovery lifts again I'm going to raise a glass to all of my heroes from the shuttle program... And I'll take a drink for every name on the roll of honor for Challenger and Columbia.
Worlds grow old and suns grow cold
And death we never can doubt.
Time's cold wind, wailing down the past,
Reminds us that all flesh is grass
And history's lamps blow out.
But the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again.
Cycles turn while the far stars burn,
And people and planets age.
Life's crown passes to younger lands,
Time brushes dust of hope from his hands
And turns another page.
Yet the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again.
But we who feel the weight of the wheel
When winter falls over our world
Can hope for tomorrow and raise our eyes
To a silver moon in the opened skies
And a single flag unfurled.
For the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again.
We know well what Life can tell:
If you would not perish, then grow.
And today our fragile flesh and steel
Have laid our hands on a vaster wheel
With all of the stars to know
That the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again.
From all who tried out of history's tide,
Salute for the team that won.
And the old Earth smiles at her children's reach,
The wave that carried us up the beach
To reach for the shining sun.
And the Eagle has landed; tell your children when.
Time won't drive us down to dust again
And you missed the part where I told him that he'd missed the joke, fucktard.
Mmm.... Do you mean to help prevent RSI so he can continue typing or help cause RSI so he can pick up a big fat L&I check?
You might be surprised. My brother was dyslexic and although he was eventually able to sound out all of the letters he had a very hard time forming them into words. My mother responded by labeling everything in our house. He came home one day and asked, "What is this d-o-o-r doing on our doOR! WOW!" and ran through the house -- "c-a-t on the CAT! f-l-o-o-r on the FLOOR! b-r-o-t-h-e-r on my BROT-HER! No!! BROTHER!"
So I picked it all up with him (even though he was much much older than me)... So if you deal with kids a lot be on the lookout for other early readers. I'm certain we're not all that rare.
One of these days I'm going to convince myself that I actually need a datahand. The big win for coders is that you no longer need to leave homerow in order to hit the symbols...
Well even though you missed my winky-face which should have clearly indicated that this was a joke I'm going to reply to you anyways: I have never plugged a dvorak usb keyboard into a system and had the system use it as qwerty by default....
Have you considered carrying a USB dvorak kbd with you to your client sites? ;)
Now tell me where to get the combo washer/dryer. PLEASE!
Why are you advertising that 70% of people thought your game sucked?
My favorite experience was being the only plane using 32L at Paine Field in a Cesna 152. (For those who don't know a Cesna 152 is like a Yugo -- and Paine had to extend and widen one of their runways in order to accomodate test flights of the 777, so it feels like an eight-lane highway).