I'm monocular too, Oz. (Not that it cramps my style much when it comes to girl-watching.) I figure all they'd have to do is provide a software setting to toggle the 3-D effect on-off. Even normally sighted users might want the option, especially when the effect is worsening their hangovers...=)
If this kind of crap keeps up, maybe we'll finally see some companies experiment with allowing coders to telecommute.
Unfortunately in my profession, technical writing, it's a lot harder to get work done via modem or xDSL. The actual writing is usually the easiest part of the job; it's meeting with SMEs, programmers, and bosses that requires "face time" in meatspace.
Out here in the Carolinas, few companies are technologically and (the kicker) psychologically ready for routine conducting meetings via headset-and-Webcam. I keep on praying for the future to arrive so I can work off of a laptop in my living room.
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Hmmmm. Interesting prospect. A hotdog with a few hours in a Guard F-106 vs. a Navy attack guy with who-knows-how-many combat sorties into heavily defended airspace in an A-4. On paper, the '106 should smoke the 'Hawk right outta the sky, but the real deciding factor's usually the pilot rather than the aircraft.
Ahhhh, you're referring to the USS Phoenix (CL-46), which survived the Pearl Harbor raid on 7 Dec '41 and served in the PacFlt through the duration, then was mothballed and sold to the Argies in '58?
So much for a Phoenix rising from its own ashes...
Geez, this place is starting to sound like sci.military.naval....
While you're pondering your problem with Americans' propensity for shooting things, fella, just remember where y'all got those Mk-37 torpedoes that HMS Conqueror fired at the General Belgrano back in '82 during the Falklands War.
For kids who have just begun learning to read, LOGO might be a good choice; it's got a dirt-simple command set, and programming the "turtle" to draw graphics is fun. In fact, now that you've reminded me of it, I think I'll show it to my almost-five-year-old this weekend.
It's not all that lame-ass; it's actually a very apropos Biblical metaphor. Check out Daniel 5:24-28 -- the writing on the wall was "Thou art weighed in the balance and found wanting." Sorry 'bout that, Belshazzar.
It's a great little story about not getting too big for your britches (as we say in certain parts of the US).
In one of his "Fifth Wave" cartoons, RT drew a gag where the office techie had tools and hardware strewn around a work area, and he was holding a calculator that had what looked like an RS-232 port grafted in it...the techie's word balloon reads "My God, it works! I'm getting files!"
In the wake of the original iteration of the Love Bug, President Clinton finally uttered those delightful words "national security." The logical extension of this (at least as logical as anything from within the DC Beltway is ever likely to get) would be that the Congresscritters pass a bill declaring virus writers and crackers as terrorists.
Then our various flavors of quick-response folks who make a fashion statement out of black Kevlar could do their thing. Best of all, Judge Jackson could finger Windows as a great big virus and next thing you know, there go Gates and Ballmer in cuffs.
Although I'm keeping my Win98SE installation on my Dell for work-related reasons for the time being, I'm going to run 98Lite to strip out IE from my Windows setup and make a note never to run any Office app while I'm online. These bugs are driving me nuts!!
If BG wants to innovate for the customers' and stockholders' benefit, more power to him. I just wish to h-e-double-toothpicks he and his minions would make all this stuff WORK RIGHT.
In that movie, IIRC, a group of bookish CIA researchers spent their time reading spy novels to see if they could locate ideas worth suggesting to their bosses.
BTW, I tried italicizing the movie's title in my subject line...did you guys know that italic tags don't work there?
IIRC from some reading I've done abt the evolution of the human eye, it's designed for sustained distance vision and only occasional close-to-the-face focusing. We tool-obsessed homo digitens are inverting the proportions.
What's more, an optometrist tells me that there's a marked increase in nearsightedness over the last couple hundred years or so. Apparently the change in shape of the eyeball that causes nearsightedness is partly due to the fact that we've gotten taller in the last few generations with better nutrition and health care. Sounds like a total sea story to me, but hey, it's worth a think.
...a close relative with psychological problems tried to kill two other members of my family with a gun. Having seen actual gunshot wounds up-close and personal, and dealing with the tragedy and its aftermath, playing Apache Longbow and Duke Nukem isn't all that appealing anymore.
I'm not trying to start any fights, but do you honestly think anyone's going to -- properly -- state then entire name, acronym and all? If so, how do you think it could come about?
As a college dropout who wants a CS/MIS degree, I'm kind of oversensitive on this subject, but I've become "educated" enough to want to quit the bullsh*t and move on to the training end of it. But making a baccalaureate degree a prerequisite to this "deep-dipping" program just creates a different kind of stumbling block.
Generally, I scowl at the notion that a college degree is really a bellwether of competence and an entry visa of sorts into the world of IT profressionals. My father, a self-taught manufacturing engineer, suffered a similar fate at the hands of an industry that increasingly admitted only college-trained individuals -- never mind their lack of experience and useful knowledge -- to the ranks of "made guys."
My dad, a WW II veteran, bitched about the powdered eggs in K rations. My eldest brother talked about those crummy C-rats in Vietnam. For a younger brother, it was the MREs (Meals Refused by Ethiopians). Now grunts will be denied even the simple physical pleasures of chewing and swallowing their miserable battlefield rations.
BTW, on a technical note, how the heck can your body absorb enough calories transcutaneously to keep you going? Sounds like it might work OK for drug delivery, but it'd have to be an awful big patch to get 2000 calories into a trooper q 24 hours.
Wired isn't a technical magazine, so it didn't go into a tremendous amount of detail about the tech involved.
Time was, when they had this thing called a "Geek Page." RIP. Now, they have ads for private corporate-executive jets. And I no longer have a WIRED subscription. Doom on you, WIRED. You forgot to dance with them that brung you.
Note that the stuff described above has all been fairly straightforward evolution of the hardware and software technology. The revolutionary part has been its effect on us all.
Personally, I won't think anything truly revolutionary has come about until we all can have some sort of implantable wireless-networked computer that directly interfaces with our brains and gives us a sort of limited omniscient telepathy. If we can all plug into the World Mind at will, that would be truly revolutionary.
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I'm monocular too, Oz. (Not that it cramps my style much when it comes to girl-watching.) I figure all they'd have to do is provide a software setting to toggle the 3-D effect on-off. Even normally sighted users might want the option, especially when the effect is worsening their hangovers...=)
If this kind of crap keeps up, maybe we'll finally see some companies experiment with allowing coders to telecommute.
Unfortunately in my profession, technical writing, it's a lot harder to get work done via modem or xDSL. The actual writing is usually the easiest part of the job; it's meeting with SMEs, programmers, and bosses that requires "face time" in meatspace.
Out here in the Carolinas, few companies are technologically and (the kicker) psychologically ready for routine conducting meetings via headset-and-Webcam. I keep on praying for the future to arrive so I can work off of a laptop in my living room.
Hmmmm. Interesting prospect. A hotdog with a few hours in a Guard F-106 vs. a Navy attack guy with who-knows-how-many combat sorties into heavily defended airspace in an A-4. On paper, the '106 should smoke the 'Hawk right outta the sky, but the real deciding factor's usually the pilot rather than the aircraft.
...a Michael Crichton novel about this within the next four years.
And his SF novels are so utterly formulaic and predictable that I could almost write this one for him myself. Ya listenin', Mike?
Ahhhh, you're referring to the USS Phoenix (CL-46), which survived the Pearl Harbor raid on 7 Dec '41 and served in the PacFlt through the duration, then was mothballed and sold to the Argies in '58?
So much for a Phoenix rising from its own ashes...
Geez, this place is starting to sound like sci.military.naval....
While you're pondering your problem with Americans' propensity for shooting things, fella, just remember where y'all got those Mk-37 torpedoes that HMS Conqueror fired at the General Belgrano back in '82 during the Falklands War.
You're welcome, by the way.
For kids who have just begun learning to read, LOGO might be a good choice; it's got a dirt-simple command set, and programming the "turtle" to draw graphics is fun. In fact, now that you've reminded me of it, I think I'll show it to my almost-five-year-old this weekend.
It's not all that lame-ass; it's actually a very apropos Biblical metaphor. Check out Daniel 5:24-28 -- the writing on the wall was "Thou art weighed in the balance and found wanting." Sorry 'bout that, Belshazzar.
It's a great little story about not getting too big for your britches (as we say in certain parts of the US).
Metaphors be with you.
In one of his "Fifth Wave" cartoons, RT drew a gag where the office techie had tools and hardware strewn around a work area, and he was holding a calculator that had what looked like an RS-232 port grafted in it...the techie's word balloon reads "My God, it works! I'm getting files!"
In the wake of the original iteration of the Love Bug, President Clinton finally uttered those delightful words "national security." The logical extension of this (at least as logical as anything from within the DC Beltway is ever likely to get) would be that the Congresscritters pass a bill declaring virus writers and crackers as terrorists.
Then our various flavors of quick-response folks who make a fashion statement out of black Kevlar could do their thing. Best of all, Judge Jackson could finger Windows as a great big virus and next thing you know, there go Gates and Ballmer in cuffs.
Although I'm keeping my Win98SE installation on my Dell for work-related reasons for the time being, I'm going to run 98Lite to strip out IE from my Windows setup and make a note never to run any Office app while I'm online. These bugs are driving me nuts!!
If BG wants to innovate for the customers' and stockholders' benefit, more power to him. I just wish to h-e-double-toothpicks he and his minions would make all this stuff WORK RIGHT.
Well, that would solve the question of telecommuting once and for all! I'd work in Austin and go home to Irmo, SC each evening.
In that movie, IIRC, a group of bookish CIA researchers spent their time reading spy novels to see if they could locate ideas worth suggesting to their bosses.
BTW, I tried italicizing the movie's title in my subject line...did you guys know that italic tags don't work there?
IIRC from some reading I've done abt the evolution of the human eye, it's designed for sustained distance vision and only occasional close-to-the-face focusing. We tool-obsessed homo digitens are inverting the proportions.
What's more, an optometrist tells me that there's a marked increase in nearsightedness over the last couple hundred years or so. Apparently the change in shape of the eyeball that causes nearsightedness is partly due to the fact that we've gotten taller in the last few generations with better nutrition and health care. Sounds like a total sea story to me, but hey, it's worth a think.
Don't demean Conway Twitty this way. OTOH, Charley Pride... (j/k) ;-)
Technologically, yes. Given market realties, doubtful.
...a close relative with psychological problems tried to kill two other members of my family with a gun. Having seen actual gunshot wounds up-close and personal, and dealing with the tragedy and its aftermath, playing Apache Longbow and Duke Nukem isn't all that appealing anymore.
I'm not trying to start any fights, but do you honestly think anyone's going to -- properly -- state then entire name, acronym and all? If so, how do you think it could come about?
Hey, Phil....what's with the Bachelor's requirement?
...to use Lester Thurow's epithet.
As a college dropout who wants a CS/MIS degree, I'm kind of oversensitive on this subject, but I've become "educated" enough to want to quit the bullsh*t and move on to the training end of it. But making a baccalaureate degree a prerequisite to this "deep-dipping" program just creates a different kind of stumbling block.
Generally, I scowl at the notion that a college degree is really a bellwether of competence and an entry visa of sorts into the world of IT profressionals. My father, a self-taught manufacturing engineer, suffered a similar fate at the hands of an industry that increasingly admitted only college-trained individuals -- never mind their lack of experience and useful knowledge -- to the ranks of "made guys."
(Donning flameproof skivvies...)
"Let not ambition mock their useful toil,
Their homely joys, nor destiny obscure...
--Thomas Gray, "Elegy in a Country Churchyard"
Glycogen is glycogen, in the muscles of bicycling Yuppies and Anonymous Cowards alike. Don't be such a pinhead.
My dad, a WW II veteran, bitched about the powdered eggs in K rations. My eldest brother talked about those crummy C-rats in Vietnam. For a younger brother, it was the MREs (Meals Refused by Ethiopians). Now grunts will be denied even the simple physical pleasures of chewing and swallowing their miserable battlefield rations.
BTW, on a technical note, how the heck can your body absorb enough calories transcutaneously to keep you going? Sounds like it might work OK for drug delivery, but it'd have to be an awful big patch to get 2000 calories into a trooper q 24 hours.
Wired isn't a technical magazine, so it didn't go into a tremendous amount of detail about the tech involved.
Time was, when they had this thing called a "Geek Page." RIP. Now, they have ads for private corporate-executive jets. And I no longer have a WIRED subscription. Doom on you, WIRED. You forgot to dance with them that brung you.
Note that the stuff described above has all been fairly straightforward evolution of the hardware and software technology. The revolutionary part has been its effect on us all.
Personally, I won't think anything truly revolutionary has come about until we all can have some sort of implantable wireless-networked computer that directly interfaces with our brains and gives us a sort of limited omniscient telepathy. If we can all plug into the World Mind at will, that would be truly revolutionary.
Horrifying thought...what if he's aware of the paragraph tag -- but he always writes like that? (shudder)