It definitely loads and renders quicker here even on my ancient piece of crap. Up to date linux box on a P4 e-Machine with 512 megs and 1024x768. The shading for focus in the textbox is a nice touch but I'll probably disable it as a distraction.
Seconded. Now I have to find all the usual slashboxes and polls that I had on the right... but the redesign *could* work. Did I hear someone say that comments could be edited? Also I'm pretty sure the codebase is a *lot* cleaner and more maintainable. At least I hope so. And of course I still hear some screaming for unicode.
Check the "rawhide" repositories. Fedora tends to track the -rc kernels fairly closely with near-daily builds. Therefore it is likely that fedora will have this in rawhide within a day if not already.
A couple weeks ago, while taking my asian girlfriend shopping at the local mall, I had to take a piss. As I entered the john, Steve Jobs -- the messiah himself -- came out of one of the booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was busy and in any case I was sure the security guards wouldn't even let me shake his hand.
As soon as he left I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm from his sturdy ass. I found not only the smell but the shit itself. He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind. Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as his cock -- or at least as I imagined it!
I knelt before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a liberal thinker and had been an Apple customer since 1984. Of course I'd had fantasies of meeting Jobs, sucking his cock and balls, not to mention sucking his asshole clean, but I never imagined I would have the chance. Now, here I was, confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been hatched from the asshole of Steve Jobs, the chosen one.
Why not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it from breaking. I lifted it to my nose. It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling), yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract?
I gave it a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled.
I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big half nigger cock, beating my meat like a madman, and thrusting my pink iPod Shuffle into my ass. I wanted to completely engulf it and bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet flavor. To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of something I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily down my throat. My only regret was that Steve Jobs wasn't there to see my loyalty and wash it down with his piss.
I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. It's even better than reading an Apple press release!
Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer. But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my handkerchief, and stashed them in my briefcase. In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole. Not an unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom.
I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not using them but within a week they were all gone. The last one I held in my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours. I must have had six orgasms in the process.
I often think of Steve Jobs dropping solid gold out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it could, and at least once did, bring to a grateful Apple customer.
Back in 1983, I had an Atari 800 and a Kaypro. They prolly had more power than the computers used to land on the moon (and I remember that too). In 1969, my Dad was doing his PhD in fluid dynamics on an IBM with 64k of core memory. My calculator blows the old mainframe away (though the mainframe did useful work for 25 yrs).
I don't know the answer to that, but I do know this: there is a *lot* of Java out there, being served by Apache based servers. From a strictly business standpoint, Apache is in a good position to know what devs want. And by extension, they know what businesses want. Oracle would be foolish to lose that expertise and insight, to what is a huge market.
In a related way, I've long wondered if its possible to script some history poisoning. Let them read my history all they want. Eventually, some ad company will get all excited about the new "goatse" phenomenon, and go to see what it is. Mayhap they will be so deeply scarred that they will begin to question themselves and their carrer choices. Eventually they will move on, making room for a fresh young batch of n00bs. Hence, every time I start Firefox, I want the whole history replaced with goatse.
As it is, my hosts file is nearly 300k. And it works beautifully. You can lose 99% of the crap just by sending doubleclick and google-analytics to 127.0.0.1. Not to mention alexa, sextracker, etc... it's a long list.
In a related way, I've long wondered if its possible to script some history poisoning. Let them read my history all they want. Eventually, some ad company will get all excited about the new "goatse" phenomenon, and go to see what it is. Hence, every time I start Firefox, I want the whole history replaced with goatse. As it is, my hosts file and noscript makes it all go away.
It's a matter of historical fact that IBM was sued twice for antitrust in the US. I don't know the exact case numbers. The first case began in the late 1950's, and the second one was in the 1970's/80's. I recommend you get a copy of "Father Son and Company: my life and times at IBM" by Thomas J. Watson (the son of the founder). You should be able to find it on Amazon, it's a good read of IBM's corporate history as viewed from the inside by the president/CEO.
FWIW, I'm on IBM's side in this matter with TurboHercules, since I tend to read the details of court cases.
Eh, WTF? I'm not replying to you specifically, but rather this entire thread. Hell, I *live* in Ny I haven't flown since 9/11 and I don't give a fiddler's fuck what happens in Oregon. FWIW I'm Republican too. And the TSA is outta its collective mind.
Not only are you 100% correct, but: in the US system, a settlement does not set legal precedent. Only actual judgements do. By settling with a secrecy agreement, the patent trolls do not set any precedents which might impair them in the future.
You can get far stronger passwords (actually like a one-time pad) in a very simple way: pipe a bunch of/dev/randon through uuencode, and pick a few strings from the output of that. The uuencode program is *designed* to make binary gibberish "human-readable" so that it can be saved a plain ASCII. My box uses blowish to then encrypt (and shadow) the resulting string of randomness from the uuencode. Basically it's a poor man's password gen - the strings can contain *any* character, including punctuation and oddball symbols. The length of the word is up to you. I saved this whole deal into a few lines of shell script.
Bwahahahha you actually think that you can make *demands* because of your skill set.... and BTW the minimum wage is effectively the same as the standard minimum deduction. Deal with it.
I would indeed like that, but it'll be interesting to see how they could OCR my copy of DaVinci's manuscripts. Particularly when the pages alternate between latin and english, with illustrations.
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and congrats... 40 years later their influence is still amazing.
It definitely loads and renders quicker here even on my ancient piece of crap. Up to date linux box on a P4 e-Machine with 512 megs and 1024x768. The shading for focus in the textbox is a nice touch but I'll probably disable it as a distraction.
I just got back from metamod and it was even less intuitive than usual: there were no buttons to click! WTF?
Seconded. Now I have to find all the usual slashboxes and polls that I had on the right... but the redesign *could* work. Did I hear someone say that comments could be edited? Also I'm pretty sure the codebase is a *lot* cleaner and more maintainable. At least I hope so. And of course I still hear some screaming for unicode.
Check the "rawhide" repositories. Fedora tends to track the -rc kernels fairly closely with near-daily builds. Therefore it is likely that fedora will have this in rawhide within a day if not already.
A couple weeks ago, while taking my asian girlfriend shopping at the local mall, I had to take a piss. As I entered the john, Steve Jobs -- the messiah himself -- came out of one of the booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was busy and in any case I was sure the security guards wouldn't even let me shake his hand.
As soon as he left I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm from his sturdy ass. I found not only the smell but the shit itself. He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind. Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as his cock -- or at least as I imagined it!
I knelt before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a liberal thinker and had been an Apple customer since 1984. Of course I'd had fantasies of meeting Jobs, sucking his cock and balls, not to mention sucking his asshole clean, but I never imagined I would have the chance. Now, here I was, confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been hatched from the asshole of Steve Jobs, the chosen one.
Why not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it from breaking. I lifted it to my nose. It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling), yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract?
I gave it a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled.
I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big half nigger cock, beating my meat like a madman, and thrusting my pink iPod Shuffle into my ass. I wanted to completely engulf it and bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet flavor. To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of something I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily down my throat. My only regret was that Steve Jobs wasn't there to see my loyalty and wash it down with his piss.
I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. It's even better than reading an Apple press release!
Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer. But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my handkerchief, and stashed them in my briefcase. In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole. Not an unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom.
I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not using them but within a week they were all gone. The last one I held in my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours. I must have had six orgasms in the process.
I often think of Steve Jobs dropping solid gold out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it could, and at least once did, bring to a grateful Apple customer.
Back in 1983, I had an Atari 800 and a Kaypro. They prolly had more power than the computers used to land on the moon (and I remember that too). In 1969, my Dad was doing his PhD in fluid dynamics on an IBM with 64k of core memory. My calculator blows the old mainframe away (though the mainframe did useful work for 25 yrs).
I don't know the answer to that, but I do know this: there is a *lot* of Java out there, being served by Apache based servers. From a strictly business standpoint, Apache is in a good position to know what devs want. And by extension, they know what businesses want. Oracle would be foolish to lose that expertise and insight, to what is a huge market.
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In a related way, I've long wondered if its possible to script some history poisoning. Let them read my history all they want. Eventually, some ad company will get all excited about the new "goatse" phenomenon, and go to see what it is.
Mayhap they will be so deeply scarred that they will begin to question themselves and their carrer choices. Eventually they will move on, making room for a fresh young batch of n00bs. Hence, every time I start Firefox, I want the whole history replaced with goatse.
As it is, my hosts file is nearly 300k. And it works beautifully. You can lose 99% of the crap just by sending doubleclick and google-analytics to 127.0.0.1. Not to mention alexa, sextracker, etc... it's a long list.
In a related way, I've long wondered if its possible to script some history poisoning. Let them read my history all they want. Eventually, some ad company will get all excited about the new "goatse" phenomenon, and go to see what it is. Hence, every time I start Firefox, I want the whole history replaced with goatse.
As it is, my hosts file and noscript makes it all go away.
It's a matter of historical fact that IBM was sued twice for antitrust in the US. I don't know the exact case numbers. The first case began in the late 1950's, and the second one was in the 1970's/80's. I recommend you get a copy of "Father Son and Company: my life and times at IBM" by Thomas J. Watson (the son of the founder). You should be able to find it on Amazon, it's a good read of IBM's corporate history as viewed from the inside by the president/CEO.
FWIW, I'm on IBM's side in this matter with TurboHercules, since I tend to read the details of court cases.
+3, insightful (if I had any points...)
It'll get pwn3d soon enough, and some poor sod will wonder why he suddenly has 200 kilos of sardines in his fridge....
Eh, WTF? I'm not replying to you specifically, but rather this entire thread. Hell, I *live* in Ny I haven't flown since 9/11 and I don't give a fiddler's fuck what happens in Oregon. FWIW I'm Republican too. And the TSA is outta its collective mind.
True that; I remember *exactly* where and when the "beowulf cluster" meme started :D
Would it be any better for you if we made a Beowulf cluster of them? So that you can enjoy your petrified Natalie Portman with hot grits?
Not only are you 100% correct, but: in the US system, a settlement does not set legal precedent. Only actual judgements do. By settling with a secrecy agreement, the patent trolls do not set any precedents which might impair them in the future.
+0rc was one of the better ones, also. Very outdated nowdays but I still have a bunch of his tutorials around here somewhere...
You can get far stronger passwords (actually like a one-time pad) in a very simple way: pipe a bunch of /dev/randon through uuencode, and pick a few strings from the output of that. The uuencode program is *designed* to make binary gibberish "human-readable" so that it can be saved a plain ASCII. My box uses blowish to then encrypt (and shadow) the resulting string of randomness from the uuencode. Basically it's a poor man's password gen - the strings can contain *any* character, including punctuation and oddball symbols. The length of the word is up to you. I saved this whole deal into a few lines of shell script.
beef curtains always makes me feel better
I've known a few people like that, very combative types. They tend to wind up being very lonely and pathetic later in life.
n/t
Bwahahahha you actually think that you can make *demands* because of your skill set.... and BTW the minimum wage is effectively the same as the standard minimum deduction. Deal with it.
I would indeed like that, but it'll be interesting to see how they could OCR my copy of DaVinci's manuscripts. Particularly when the pages alternate between latin and english, with illustrations.