Great if it works for you, but I'd bet that the vast majority of people (from any upbringing/social background/religion) are not ready for this and people's outlooks can change given time. Females nearing 30, for example, given the "mother instinct". Or is that just a myth?
I'd guess that same-sex relationships might be more welcoming to such arrangements because the consequences of sex don't have the potential of "popping out a new one", but I wouldn't say that as being universal.
Comparing software "engineering" with more established forms of engineering is a bad idea.
"most of the other professions cited have about 1000 years of history leading up to their current state" is a good quote and pretty much sums it up. Many software writers think they have a better way to do something and then rush off in all directions at once to find a solution. Time passes, and when asked about progress, the answer is usually something like, "well, the server crashed, so we put that problem on the back burner". Or, "we're still working on it". [During the interim, someone has sketched the solution on a paper napkin, got it approved by someone who knows WTF he is talking about and the thing gets built in the field anyway].
For engineering projects that cannot be completed (almost) totally by automation/robots, complicated software "tools" often end up controlling the user's work methods and taking up more time than would otherwise be needed. Of course, management types love this because they can get up-to-the-second reports on progress and have a lot of ways to manipulate and control data and have reasons to call meetings. This gives them a lot of power over the creative people.
When a simple (let's say I need a 12" wide structural flange, but it's not in the existing database) correction to a 3D CAD model takes 2 weeks rather than 15 minutes for a paper revision you know something's wrong.
Microsoft is essentially immune from paying for its mistakes because it (pretty much) singlehandedly "owned" so many data-centric-type people (accountants, managers needing reports) that make decisions.
This year I will earn around 250,000. [...] (I was making 60k at that time, had the ideas that are now making me a quarter of a mil a year and could not get her to buy into it)
Do you find that 250K/year is now enough income?
Since you mention that you grew financially out of a poverty situation, have you determined that you are now OK, money-wise?
Just asking, since the pursuit of money can be an end in itself so they say.
Having earned it is much better than having been given it.
Everyone seems to love faster processors, but I prefer the perceived "seamlessness" that dual CPUs provide when doing more than one thing at a time. Saving 1 or 2 (or even 5-7) seconds while opening a program or saving a large document to disk is not a good replacement for being able to work on something else while that happens.
Samsung's ML-1210 (a cheap laser printer from a few years back) is fairly famous for having paper feed problems, rendering it useless. And of course, the old cartridges don't work with the new designs.
That's interesting. If I make a website that hosts video clips (less than 10 seconds per clip, let's say) to illustrate why The Simpsons is a great show, am I violating copyright?
Or does featuring the the clever, funny and topical writing/animation to someone that is unfamiliar with it encourage them to seek out and buy/watch the program?
Interesting, but I have to question the "when there's more than 2 people" statement. That may be temporarily thrilling but it's a recipe for a train wreck.
sexg0d: Hello, Sally_nicetits. What do you look like?<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from C&A. I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of madras sauce on it from dinner...and it smells funny.<br><br>
Sweethart: I want you. Would you like to screw me?<br><br>
sexg0d: OK<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.<br><br>
sexg0d: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm moaning softly.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides off my warm skin. I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.<br><br>
sexg0d: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse. I'm sorry.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'll pay for it.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I take your hand and kiss it softly. I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breast. My nipples are erect for you.<br><br>
sexg0d: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.<br><br>
sexg0d: I suddenly sneeze. Your breast are covered with spit and phlegm.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: What?<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm so sorry; Really.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: What's the matter?<br><br>
sexg0d: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: Are you OK?<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: Can I help?<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Don't CC companies assume that you already owe the total of your unspent credit limit?
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it's released:
- during sex - when a mother holds her baby - when nursing - when two people are holding each other
Even when politicians embrace for the cameras?
=== Why, all of a sudden, do I have 15 slashdot cookies and have to login to each section in order to comment? Are marketdroids at work in Taco's basement?
Whatever happened to that "smell-o-vision"-type odiferous computer add-on from a few years back? Is this the trick that Bill will use to keep us using Windows?
Just to be more specific, a "machine gun" fires rifle rounds, a "submachine gun" fires pistol rounds.
I guess that makes the MP5 a submachine gun with selective fire modes. It's quite a nice firearm, I tried a semi-auto one at a range quite a few years ago.
And nowhere but on Slashdot would you find geeks safely and gleefully insulting general computer users' intelligence. It's that word, "glee", and the concept behind it, that has to be worked on. Best of luck.
One of my good quality (Mitsu DP 920) monitors just failed and I figured that I could probably pick up a similar display for a few hundred bucks.
Nope, they don't make them anymore, so I end up paying for a similarly-sized 19" LCD for the same price (actually, $50 more) that I originally paid for the older technology.
Colour reproduction is not an issue because I am mostly colour-blind, but response time is. The best LCDs are at around 8ms while CRTs are (were) at about 1 ms. Maybe it's just me, but my older 15" CRT lasted almost 8 years; this most recent 19" gave up after about 4 years. Should I expect to have to buy a new monitor every 3 years now?
Great if it works for you, but I'd bet that the vast majority of people (from any upbringing/social background/religion) are not ready for this and people's outlooks can change given time. Females nearing 30, for example, given the "mother instinct". Or is that just a myth?
I'd guess that same-sex relationships might be more welcoming to such arrangements because the consequences of sex don't have the potential of "popping out a new one", but I wouldn't say that as being universal.
In any case, it's always up to the individual. Government has no business in the bedrooms of the nation.
Comparing software "engineering" with more established forms of engineering is a bad idea.
"most of the other professions cited have about 1000 years of history leading up to their current state" is a good quote and pretty much sums it up. Many software writers think they have a better way to do something and then rush off in all directions at once to find a solution. Time passes, and when asked about progress, the answer is usually something like, "well, the server crashed, so we put that problem on the back burner". Or, "we're still working on it". [During the interim, someone has sketched the solution on a paper napkin, got it approved by someone who knows WTF he is talking about and the thing gets built in the field anyway].
For engineering projects that cannot be completed (almost) totally by automation/robots, complicated software "tools" often end up controlling the user's work methods and taking up more time than would otherwise be needed. Of course, management types love this because they can get up-to-the-second reports on progress and have a lot of ways to manipulate and control data and have reasons to call meetings. This gives them a lot of power over the creative people.
When a simple (let's say I need a 12" wide structural flange, but it's not in the existing database) correction to a 3D CAD model takes 2 weeks rather than 15 minutes for a paper revision you know something's wrong.
Don't forget the laugh track!
Some viewers regard the laugh track as an insult to their intelligence and sense of humor.
I guess the Smart Car is not available in America.
Microsoft is essentially immune from paying for its mistakes because it (pretty much) singlehandedly "owned" so many data-centric-type people (accountants, managers needing reports) that make decisions.
This year I will earn around 250,000. [...] (I was making 60k at that time, had the ideas that are now making me a quarter of a mil a year and could not get her to buy into it)
Do you find that 250K/year is now enough income?
Since you mention that you grew financially out of a poverty situation, have you determined that you are now OK, money-wise?
Just asking, since the pursuit of money can be an end in itself so they say.
Having earned it is much better than having been given it.
Everyone seems to love faster processors, but I prefer the perceived "seamlessness" that dual CPUs provide when doing more than one thing at a time. Saving 1 or 2 (or even 5-7) seconds while opening a program or saving a large document to disk is not a good replacement for being able to work on something else while that happens.
Samsung's ML-1210 (a cheap laser printer from a few years back) is fairly famous for having paper feed problems, rendering it useless. And of course, the old cartridges don't work with the new designs.
Kif: One beep for "Yes," two beeps for "No."
[Fry beeps once.]
Zapp: "Yes," so noted. Do you plead guilty?
[Fry beeps twice.]
Zapp: Double "Yes." Guilty! I will now carry out the punishment. Kif, my gun.
"Sloth" might be a good animal-based name for certain OSs.
http://www.snopes.com/humor/letters/smithson.ht
A sharpe dog is like a pointy kitty. Shar-pei.
That's interesting. If I make a website that hosts video clips (less than 10 seconds per clip, let's say) to illustrate why The Simpsons is a great show, am I violating copyright?
Or does featuring the the clever, funny and topical writing/animation to someone that is unfamiliar with it encourage them to seek out and buy/watch the program?
Why does Yahoogroups set seven cookies per session?
Interesting, but I have to question the "when there's more than 2 people" statement. That may be temporarily thrilling but it's a recipe for a train wreck.
sexg0d: Hello, Sally_nicetits. What do you look like?<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from C&A. I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of madras sauce on it from dinner...and it smells funny.<br><br>
Sweethart: I want you. Would you like to screw me?<br><br>
sexg0d: OK<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.<br><br>
sexg0d: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm moaning softly.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides off my warm skin. I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.<br><br>
sexg0d: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse. I'm sorry.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'll pay for it.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I take your hand and kiss it softly. I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breast. My nipples are erect for you.<br><br>
sexg0d: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.<br><br>
sexg0d: I suddenly sneeze. Your breast are covered with spit and phlegm.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: What?<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm so sorry; Really.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: What's the matter?<br><br>
sexg0d: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: Are you OK?<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.<br><br>
Sally_nicetits: Can I help?<br><br>
sexg0d: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Don't CC companies assume that you already owe the total of your unspent credit limit?
it's released:
- during sex
- when a mother holds her baby
- when nursing
- when two people are holding each other
Even when politicians embrace for the cameras?
===
Why, all of a sudden, do I have 15 slashdot cookies and have to login to each section in order to comment? Are marketdroids at work in Taco's basement?
Whatever happened to that "smell-o-vision"-type odiferous computer add-on from a few years back? Is this the trick that Bill will use to keep us using Windows?
Seriously though, odours *are* powerful memory triggers. "Deja-Pew", sort of.
Just to be more specific, a "machine gun" fires rifle rounds, a "submachine gun" fires pistol rounds.
I guess that makes the MP5 a submachine gun with selective fire modes. It's quite a nice firearm, I tried a semi-auto one at a range quite a few years ago.
Hitting the escape key should stop all animation on the screen.
A well-loved urban legend has it that a shabbily-dressed man mistreated by an uppity clerk...
And nowhere but on Slashdot would you find geeks safely and gleefully insulting general computer users' intelligence. It's that word, "glee", and the concept behind it, that has to be worked on. Best of luck.
One of my good quality (Mitsu DP 920) monitors just failed and I figured that I could probably pick up a similar display for a few hundred bucks.
Nope, they don't make them anymore, so I end up paying for a similarly-sized 19" LCD for the same price (actually, $50 more) that I originally paid for the older technology.
Colour reproduction is not an issue because I am mostly colour-blind, but response time is. The best LCDs are at around 8ms while CRTs are (were) at about 1 ms. Maybe it's just me, but my older 15" CRT lasted almost 8 years; this most recent 19" gave up after about 4 years. Should I expect to have to buy a new monitor every 3 years now?
I think the word you're looking for is, "integrity". My sig is just a coincidence.