These rogue genetic elements pepper the brain tissue of deceased people with the disorder and multiply in response to stressful events, such as infection during pregnancy, which increase the risk of the disease.
What sort of pregnancies and stressful events are deceased people having?
The article is still pretty sparse on details. The solar on a Prius, for example, just powers ancillary systems, and obviously has *some* cost over just not having one.
The only thing that's really valued is the ability to lead. If you're not leading anyone else, you may be a highly-paid interchangeable worker bee, but you're still an interchangable worker bee.
Show me your budget, and I'll tell you what you value.
I've chosen not to lead anything bigger than team size.
I recognize that limits me from ever climbing beyond architect-level technical work in any large corporation.
I think most of the replies to my post said this, and I agree.
I'm your basic guy who sits in a cube and produces technical solutions. Above me, I've got a manager and a PM. Since I'm not solely a task worker, they have, for the most part, assigned me the scope of what needs done, and I return to them where I am in that body of work. I work with them in prioritizing objects in that scope, and they, in turn, act as a communications conduit to The Powers That Be around here, apprising them of my team's status and giving feedback on how we should continue to prioritize things. When I need assistance, they help provide me with the resources. There's some box-checking going on at the PM level, but that's to be expected. TPTB like a percentage number on their project dashboard. They don't care about the minutiae of tasks, or who I need on some other team to come into the office for a change. They just care if the project will get done before we run out of money.
I don't know my bosses boss. For the most part, I don't need to as long as we all do our jobs.
There's 500+ chargers in my city. I know that in nearly 7,000 miles of electric driving that I've never been more than 5 miles away from a charger. [To be precise, I was, by Google Maps, 5.1 miles away from a charger on Christmas day, when visiting my folks in their retirement community.] I drive places, and I plug in when a public charger is convenient. I took a look at where I drove before I made my decision to get one - and I found that my needs were served by the range offered plus some occasional mileage bumps by public chargers.
There's a week or two after you get your Leaf that you have range anxiety. Once you get to the end of those first few weeks without running out of electricity, you know that unless you're going somewhere strange, your 80 mile range (plus occasional bumps from public chargers) gets the job done.
In-city, 35-mph driving gets you way more than 80, but my real-world, mostly-freeway gets me about 84 -- 3.9miles per kWh.]
And I'd bet you have access to another gas powered car which you use for anything even close to your maximum range.
I drove to Albuquerque last month. I rented a car.
Look: Some people drive in places and in ways where a Leaf isn't a practical vehicle for them. They shouldn't buy one. I'm not one of those people.
The infrastructure for electric vehicles has a very long payoff, so absolutely it'll cost more than electricity. This thing might generate a penny an hour worth of electricity for a third of the day...
Other than the no-plug aspect, why even bother with this?
Simple.
Driving electric cars now isn't like a lot of people think. You get in your car with your ~80 mile range, and you just go about your day. When you happen to park where there's a public charger, you top off while you're in the grocery store or watching a movie. Your current ~80 mile range either gets pushed back up to 80, or you get a few miles added onto it. You do not drive from charger to charger.
Having a solar panel on the roof does exactly what the chargers littered around town do -- they extend your mileage by a tiny bit while you go about your day.
The report is vague on details, but this might give the average electric-only driver an extra mile or so for every hour in the sun.
Why not? $99 can buy you nearly the most complicated lenses no-line bifocal lenses anyone wears on their face unless you demand a brand-name photochromic+progressive (instead of generic branded) as long as you don't insist on buying them from the mall.
When I wear it at work, co-workers sometimes call me an asshole. My co-workers at WIRED, where we’re bravely facing the future, find it weird. People stop by and cyber-bully me at my standing treadmill desk.
You've got a standing treadmill desk, and it's GLASS people make fun of?
I'm not sure where your disconnect is, or where you think mine is.
Not only is it tough (read: ongoing), but we had no illusions that raising children would be than just having sex and making sure there was food in the refrigerator for the next two decades.
If any illusion of "easy" isn't shattered by the first time you clean a dirty diaper, the remaining ones fall when you deal with the first ear-ache, the explanation of Santa Claus, your daughter's first period, your son's first date, the first time they fail out of something, the first time the police show up, when the tuition bill shows, when their first pregnancy scare of their own happens, and a few other fun ones along the way.
There's a reminder every couple of years that parenting is never, ever, done.
I was born in the 60's and I still call my mommy and daddy every once in a while.:)
I'm amazed regularly by how many of my peers believe in the boogeyman. The problem isn't that it isn't safe out there, but there unless you're taking kids to organized activities, there just isn't anyone outside. I know that's a suburban viewpoint, and that the urban reality in big cities is different, but my kids could walk for miles and might only encounter people getting into cars or walking their dogs.
After watching kids play Pokemon at school, he came home and designed his own card deck, which he created by hand. I see no need to get him a computerized version or even a branded deck of the cards -- he has just as much fun with his own deck, and can add new cards for his friends to play with anywhere that's got some card stock and some felt pens.
I had a friend growing up who, at 12, had never watched a television and was assembling his own computers. [This was 1979, mind you...]
I think it goes without saying that I was his only friend.
The good news is that we don't fear the boogeyman. Our kids are allowed to go outside, get in trouble, risk breaking a few bones......you know, like we all did. [Get off my lawn.]
The bad news is that you're right. There's a park and retention area less than 100 yards from my front door, and there's roughly zero kids in it that aren't preschoolers on the playground with their parents. There's no game of anything being played out there, even when the weather is awesome. When we first moved to this neighborhood, there were kids playing, but they grew up with the neighborhood, and most of that play moved indoors to video games.
...so for us, it was organized sport for the boy, who enjoys that sort of thing.
The girl just wants to read books, and I won't discourage her from being an academic, as long as she at least gets a little vitamin-D now and again we don't push too hard. We just make sure she's included when we force ourselves off the couch and out into the world.
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Then perhaps the writer of the article should have chosen a better voice to have written his article in.
As written, these rogue genetic elements multiply in the brain tissue of the deceased in response to stress.
These rogue genetic elements pepper the brain tissue of deceased people with the disorder and multiply in response to stressful events, such as infection during pregnancy, which increase the risk of the disease.
What sort of pregnancies and stressful events are deceased people having?
Sure.
Don't drive 140,000 miles with a penny in your ash tray.
The article is still pretty sparse on details. The solar on a Prius, for example, just powers ancillary systems, and obviously has *some* cost over just not having one.
Grammar Nazi's gonna' grammar...
The only thing that's really valued is the ability to lead. If you're not leading anyone else, you may be a highly-paid interchangeable worker bee, but you're still an interchangable worker bee.
Show me your budget, and I'll tell you what you value.
I've chosen not to lead anything bigger than team size.
I recognize that limits me from ever climbing beyond architect-level technical work in any large corporation.
I'm good with that.
He's above me in the way that a 1st Lieutenant is above a Master Sergeant. :)
We work together, but I owe him dates and deliverables. He "owes" me the job of getting me the resources I need to do my technical job.
1.74 polymer is still under the magic $99 price point at Zenni, which, at a glance is a fairly high RI for eyeglass material.
I'll certainly concede, however, that if you require a very special prescription and don't want to wear coke bottles, you might have to pay more.
I think most of the replies to my post said this, and I agree.
I'm your basic guy who sits in a cube and produces technical solutions. Above me, I've got a manager and a PM. Since I'm not solely a task worker, they have, for the most part, assigned me the scope of what needs done, and I return to them where I am in that body of work. I work with them in prioritizing objects in that scope, and they, in turn, act as a communications conduit to The Powers That Be around here, apprising them of my team's status and giving feedback on how we should continue to prioritize things. When I need assistance, they help provide me with the resources. There's some box-checking going on at the PM level, but that's to be expected. TPTB like a percentage number on their project dashboard. They don't care about the minutiae of tasks, or who I need on some other team to come into the office for a change. They just care if the project will get done before we run out of money.
I don't know my bosses boss. For the most part, I don't need to as long as we all do our jobs.
What acronym? I was referring to adult female hogs, and got the caps key stuck.
As a leaf owner, you know this isn't true.
There's 500+ chargers in my city. I know that in nearly 7,000 miles of electric driving that I've never been more than 5 miles away from a charger. [To be precise, I was, by Google Maps, 5.1 miles away from a charger on Christmas day, when visiting my folks in their retirement community.] I drive places, and I plug in when a public charger is convenient. I took a look at where I drove before I made my decision to get one - and I found that my needs were served by the range offered plus some occasional mileage bumps by public chargers.
There's a week or two after you get your Leaf that you have range anxiety. Once you get to the end of those first few weeks without running out of electricity, you know that unless you're going somewhere strange, your 80 mile range (plus occasional bumps from public chargers) gets the job done.
In-city, 35-mph driving gets you way more than 80, but my real-world, mostly-freeway gets me about 84 -- 3.9miles per kWh.]
And I'd bet you have access to another gas powered car which you use for anything even close to your maximum range.
I drove to Albuquerque last month. I rented a car.
Look: Some people drive in places and in ways where a Leaf isn't a practical vehicle for them. They shouldn't buy one. I'm not one of those people.
Project managers come in two flavors:
Those who put check-marks next to items on SOWs, and those who can bring people of dissimilar skill-sets together to complete a complex project.
Those in the former should be shot.
Those in the later should be praised.
You mean the small 12v battery that most of these cars have?
The infrastructure for electric vehicles has a very long payoff, so absolutely it'll cost more than electricity. This thing might generate a penny an hour worth of electricity for a third of the day...
So, it's about choosing your priorities.
Other than the no-plug aspect, why even bother with this?
Simple.
Driving electric cars now isn't like a lot of people think. You get in your car with your ~80 mile range, and you just go about your day. When you happen to park where there's a public charger, you top off while you're in the grocery store or watching a movie. Your current ~80 mile range either gets pushed back up to 80, or you get a few miles added onto it. You do not drive from charger to charger.
Having a solar panel on the roof does exactly what the chargers littered around town do -- they extend your mileage by a tiny bit while you go about your day.
The report is vague on details, but this might give the average electric-only driver an extra mile or so for every hour in the sun.
[n.b. I'm a Leaf owner.]
Why not? $99 can buy you nearly the most complicated lenses no-line bifocal lenses anyone wears on their face unless you demand a brand-name photochromic+progressive (instead of generic branded) as long as you don't insist on buying them from the mall.
Then you have a small circle of people you know personally, of you're young.
Laser eye surgery isn't particularly effective as you get older, and as your eyesight changes more rapidly.
Also interesting to think that Microsoft knows exactly what model of phones that you have plugged into your PC..."
Wait, you mean my crash reports include a list of devices?!?
The horror.
Coke builds own NIC in machines. Full stop.
When I wear it at work, co-workers sometimes call me an asshole. My co-workers at WIRED, where we’re bravely facing the future, find it weird. People stop by and cyber-bully me at my standing treadmill desk.
You've got a standing treadmill desk, and it's GLASS people make fun of?
This guy's already living the douche life.
This show has already been done.
Capricorn One
Antarctica is an archeapelago. Just islands under that ice, not a continent.
WUT?!?
http://www.universetoday.com/102754/what-does-antarctica-look-like-under-the-ice/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Antarctica_surface.jpg
I'm not sure where your disconnect is, or where you think mine is.
Not only is it tough (read: ongoing), but we had no illusions that raising children would be than just having sex and making sure there was food in the refrigerator for the next two decades.
If any illusion of "easy" isn't shattered by the first time you clean a dirty diaper, the remaining ones fall when you deal with the first ear-ache, the explanation of Santa Claus, your daughter's first period, your son's first date, the first time they fail out of something, the first time the police show up, when the tuition bill shows, when their first pregnancy scare of their own happens, and a few other fun ones along the way.
There's a reminder every couple of years that parenting is never, ever, done.
I was born in the 60's and I still call my mommy and daddy every once in a while. :)
You know, crime rates are down from the 70s.
I'm amazed regularly by how many of my peers believe in the boogeyman. The problem isn't that it isn't safe out there, but there unless you're taking kids to organized activities, there just isn't anyone outside. I know that's a suburban viewpoint, and that the urban reality in big cities is different, but my kids could walk for miles and might only encounter people getting into cars or walking their dogs.
After watching kids play Pokemon at school, he came home and designed his own card deck, which he created by hand. I see no need to get him a computerized version or even a branded deck of the cards -- he has just as much fun with his own deck, and can add new cards for his friends to play with anywhere that's got some card stock and some felt pens.
I had a friend growing up who, at 12, had never watched a television and was assembling his own computers. [This was 1979, mind you...]
I think it goes without saying that I was his only friend.
The good news is that we don't fear the boogeyman. Our kids are allowed to go outside, get in trouble, risk breaking a few bones... ...you know, like we all did. [Get off my lawn.]
The bad news is that you're right. There's a park and retention area less than 100 yards from my front door, and there's roughly zero kids in it that aren't preschoolers on the playground with their parents. There's no game of anything being played out there, even when the weather is awesome. When we first moved to this neighborhood, there were kids playing, but they grew up with the neighborhood, and most of that play moved indoors to video games.
The girl just wants to read books, and I won't discourage her from being an academic, as long as she at least gets a little vitamin-D now and again we don't push too hard. We just make sure she's included when we force ourselves off the couch and out into the world.