Seems like they are trying to create a couple of generations in our country that have no idea how to design or manufacture anything, by undercutting us and removing any incentive to learn.
If they can keep this going, the US will eventually become a nation of realtors and barristas. Could be they aren't interested in the paper we give them at all.
..the top of the line machine was a boulder and a hole. It featured one bit of storage, which we would set and clear by heaving the boulder into or out of a hole. Uphill. Both Ways. It never crashed, and booted up instantly.
You kids and your ASICS have it too easy...it's no wonder the world is going to hell in a handbasket.
Seems like everytime I click the help menu, I get some skeleton outline, if anything at all. I don't mind googling around for the information, but if usage is going to grow outside of the techie segment, the help systems are going to have to catch up with Windows 95 era chm files, at least. I'm not talking about technically, but rather actually having some useful content in the systems. I understand that writing documentation is no fun, so I don't hold out much hope for this.
I have one of those Mazda theft deterrent radios from the early 90's. At some point, it decided somebody had stolen it, and ceased working. There are fixes, but why should I have to break in to my own damn radio? A radio thief probably isn't going to know about the deterrent feature until after he steals my radio, so deterrence is useless.
It should be called a 'Purchase Deterrent Radio'. Had I known about its evil nature, it probably would have soured me on the car purchase.
...I trade off throughout the day. Was kind of tough at first but after a week its natural. Don't bother with switching the mouse buttons...the wetware remaps that easily enough.
I was in a bar when a fight broke out, and was doing my best to get out of there when I was grabbed by two portly cops, slammed against the wall, cuffed, thrown to the ground, sat on, and then punched what felt like about 100 times (probably only 10 or 15...im a sissy). The left side of my head swelled up pretty good, and I had a good bit of road rash on other parts. I was charged with resisting arrest and disorderly conduct. The cops wrote outright lies on the arrest report, the judge naturally took their word over mine (look at his spotty grooming habits!), and I spent almost a month in jail. You can't imagine what a surreal experience it is to stand there in front of a judge, black and blue, weiging 150lbs soaking wet, and hearing two beefy cops carry on about how hard you were to subdue...and having the judge act like he beleives it.
Had I even SEEN the cops, I would have been polite and cooperative. As it was, all I got to be was a punching bag. Maybe somebody else antagonized them...I dont know. I do know they flat out lied about what happened, and I went to jail for it. If there would have been video of the event, you can bet they would have beat up the videographer too.
I have friends that are cops, so don't think I'm down on the profession, but it does draw psychos...probably 30-40% of cops are like the ones that beat me up. Probably 30-40% of the judges are crooked or brain dead. I suppose it has always been so...but up until that happened I had thought America was special.
...basically for having long hair, I applaud the idea, but it won't work. They cuffed me before the beating began, so there would be no way for me to work a camera.
...I paid for Torque, but never could get very far with it...documentation is pretty scattered.
Just seemed easier to start from scratch. I won't have all the cool stuff torque has, but at least I know what the hell is going on with the stuff i have.
...as were the guys I play Battlezone II with. We watched halo all through development, and it it started out looking like the FPS/RTS hybrid we all wanted so much. At some point it got dumbed down to what it is.
Not that it isn't a great FPS...they did a wonderful job...it just wasn't a thinking persons game like I'd hoped. Not surprising, really, given the shortage of thinking persons to buy such a game.
...given that the actual speed of the data coming off the platters is going to be at best in the neighborhood of 650 Mb/s at the inside of the drive...down to around 300Mb/s at the outside. It's an appreciable improvement over USB, but it loses you portablity, as few computers have eSATA external ports. Hopefully they will become more prevalent in the future, as will faster drives that can utilize the interface.
That 3Gb/s figure the manufacturers all tout is bullshit.
Well, my REAL problem was the truancy...but my folks didn't know about that yet. School policy was to dock you 3% for every unexcused absence. Really adds up when you get into 30 absences or so. By the time my folks found out about the truancies, I'd moved out of their house.
...when I got my 'gifted' label. It was all about "Why the HELL are you smoking dope and making strangled cat sounds with the guitar when you are flunking out of high school? You're GIFTED...it shoud be EASY for you! Now do your goddam homework!"
...or if it was my fellow denizens of highway 101, but in the last couple years it got so bad that it seemed like everytime I came home and calmed down, I'd perfomed some dangerous, pointless butthead maneuver out there on the freeway. I've since rearranged my work so that I don't have to drive much, and that seems to have helped some.
I did have a concrete experience of a game changing my behavior while driving though. Battlezone II involves driving around in tanks, with the fun option of hopping out of your tank, sneaking around on foot, and blasting your opponent out of his tank with a sniper rifle. The counter to this tactic is to never sit still. After about the first 6 months of playing Battlezone, I found that I would get major anxiety sitting at stoplights, and finally figured out that it was my subconscious telling me "MOVE IDIOT! YOU'RE GONNA GET SNIPED!"
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Seems like they are trying to create a couple of generations in our country that have no idea how to design or manufacture anything, by undercutting us and removing any incentive to learn.
If they can keep this going, the US will eventually become a nation of realtors and barristas. Could be they aren't interested in the paper we give them at all.
..the top of the line machine was a boulder and a hole. It featured one bit of storage, which we would set and clear by heaving the boulder into or out of a hole. Uphill. Both Ways. It never crashed, and booted up instantly.
You kids and your ASICS have it too easy...it's no wonder the world is going to hell in a handbasket.
All this time I thought everything past our borders was an artillery range.
Seems like everytime I click the help menu, I get some skeleton outline, if anything at all. I don't mind googling around for the information, but if usage is going to grow outside of the techie segment, the help systems are going to have to catch up with Windows 95 era chm files, at least. I'm not talking about technically, but rather actually having some useful content in the systems. I understand that writing documentation is no fun, so I don't hold out much hope for this.
Sure would be nice though.
...at a Judas Priest show in Salt Lake City. Caused me to see legions of wide-bottomed, watery eyed blond folks in suits on ten speeds.
I'll never touch the stuff again.
What you said was:
"You Radio quit because people decided it wasn't worth the hassle to steal it from you. "
Which made no sense at all...I thought you were being funny, and responded in that direction.
Apparently you just don't write very well. My apologies.
How did my radio know that it wasn't worth the hassle to steal, and what was it about this knowledge that caused to quit?
..day".
Sysadmin has to be one of the most boring, frustrating, thankless jobs out there...and since the dotcom crash, the pay is for shit too.
My heart goes out to you poor souls.
I have one of those Mazda theft deterrent radios from the early 90's. At some point, it decided somebody had stolen it, and ceased working. There are fixes, but why should I have to break in to my own damn radio? A radio thief probably isn't going to know about the deterrent feature until after he steals my radio, so deterrence is useless.
It should be called a 'Purchase Deterrent Radio'. Had I known about its evil nature, it probably would have soured me on the car purchase.
At that point it will be up to you and me...you DID buy several assault weapons and thousands of bullets, didn't you?
.22 and a box of bird shot.
I hope so...all I have is a beat up
Should, yes, but wouldn't the very act of trying to yank the order make them targets of it?
...that supports pulling out of Iraq, do you take his bank account?
If we pull out of Iraq, no democracy...therefore...
...I trade off throughout the day. Was kind of tough at first but after a week its natural. Don't bother with switching the mouse buttons...the wetware remaps that easily enough.
A, and B. Then you will have to pay a royalty whenever you play rock and roll.
I was in a bar when a fight broke out, and was doing my best to get out of there when I was grabbed by two portly cops, slammed against the wall, cuffed, thrown to the ground, sat on, and then punched what felt like about 100 times (probably only 10 or 15...im a sissy). The left side of my head swelled up pretty good, and I had a good bit of road rash on other parts. I was charged with resisting arrest and disorderly conduct. The cops wrote outright lies on the arrest report, the judge naturally took their word over mine (look at his spotty grooming habits!), and I spent almost a month in jail. You can't imagine what a surreal experience it is to stand there in front of a judge, black and blue, weiging 150lbs soaking wet, and hearing two beefy cops carry on about how hard you were to subdue...and having the judge act like he beleives it.
Had I even SEEN the cops, I would have been polite and cooperative. As it was, all I got to be was a punching bag. Maybe somebody else antagonized them...I dont know. I do know they flat out lied about what happened, and I went to jail for it. If there would have been video of the event, you can bet they would have beat up the videographer too.
I have friends that are cops, so don't think I'm down on the profession, but it does draw psychos...probably 30-40% of cops are like the ones that beat me up. Probably 30-40% of the judges are crooked or brain dead. I suppose it has always been so...but up until that happened I had thought America was special.
...basically for having long hair, I applaud the idea, but it won't work. They cuffed me before the beating began, so there would be no way for me to work a camera.
...that way you can just float the hell out of there next time it floods.
...I paid for Torque, but never could get very far with it...documentation is pretty scattered.
Just seemed easier to start from scratch. I won't have all the cool stuff torque has, but at least I know what the hell is going on with the stuff i have.
...as were the guys I play Battlezone II with. We watched halo all through development, and it it started out looking like the FPS/RTS hybrid we all wanted so much. At some point it got dumbed down to what it is.
Not that it isn't a great FPS...they did a wonderful job...it just wasn't a thinking persons game like I'd hoped. Not surprising, really, given the shortage of thinking persons to buy such a game.
...given that the actual speed of the data coming off the platters is going to be at best in the neighborhood of 650 Mb/s at the inside of the drive...down to around 300Mb/s at the outside. It's an appreciable improvement over USB, but it loses you portablity, as few computers have eSATA external ports. Hopefully they will become more prevalent in the future, as will faster drives that can utilize the interface.
That 3Gb/s figure the manufacturers all tout is bullshit.
I beat her to it, but she hid at the end of the aisle and tripped me. Then her husband beat me with his cane while she went through the checkout.
Well, my REAL problem was the truancy...but my folks didn't know about that yet. School policy was to dock you 3% for every unexcused absence. Really adds up when you get into 30 absences or so. By the time my folks found out about the truancies, I'd moved out of their house.
...when I got my 'gifted' label. It was all about "Why the HELL are you smoking dope and making strangled cat sounds with the guitar when you are flunking out of high school? You're GIFTED...it shoud be EASY for you! Now do your goddam homework!"
...or if it was my fellow denizens of highway 101, but in the last couple years it got so bad that it seemed like everytime I came home and calmed down, I'd perfomed some dangerous, pointless butthead maneuver out there on the freeway. I've since rearranged my work so that I don't have to drive much, and that seems to have helped some.
I did have a concrete experience of a game changing my behavior while driving though. Battlezone II involves driving around in tanks, with the fun option of hopping out of your tank, sneaking around on foot, and blasting your opponent out of his tank with a sniper rifle. The counter to this tactic is to never sit still. After about the first 6 months of playing Battlezone, I found that I would get major anxiety sitting at stoplights, and finally figured out that it was my subconscious telling me "MOVE IDIOT! YOU'RE GONNA GET SNIPED!"
...the level of indebtedness of the average Joe. It's easy to get somebody to work 60 hours a week if losing a job means losing everything he 'owns'.