Hard-core overclocking freaks, who think nothing of sinking an entire $1500 game PC into a bath of cooking oil as a solution to keep the processor cool at 112% of the reccommended clock speed, are suddenly terrified of using a putty knife to back a few soft plastic clips on the CASE of a $600 computer.
To be fair, I did wind up putting a huge scratch in the side of my Mini when my hand slipped while popping the case off to upgrade my memory. $600 computer or not, it bugs me that my sexy case was sullied by a huge gash caused because Apple's tool of choice (yes, it's in the official service manual) is a freaking putty knife.
Of course, a bit of rubbing compound took care of everything...
Hey kids of America, it's hand-painted wooden ball-in-a-cup, Mexico's favorite toy for over 340 years. Who needs constant video game stimulation when there's ball-in-a-cup? You just toss the ball, catch it in the cup, dump it out of the cup, toss it, and catch it in the cup again. The ball is on a string and attached to the cup, so there's no worry if you dont catch the ball in the cup. And clean up is as easy as catching a ball, in a cup. So why spend another day not catching a ball in a cup when you can be catching a ball-in-a-cup?"
Jingle:" Ball in a cup, Ball in a cup its a ball in a cup!"
of a Coke, Commodore 64, 2 1541 drives banging drive heads while listening to the music of "Fast Hack'em" copying 5 1/4" diskettes.
Jeez, I missed one single letter, and I imagined you coked out of your mind, holepunch fimly in hand, making stacks and stacks of double-sided 5 1/4" disks...
While there are exceptions, the financial draw does entice more intelligent, more motivated, more capable individuals.
Maybe they're better than your typical Worst Buy salesmonkey, but I can assure you selling real estate is something any high school graduate with at least a moderate amount of common sense can do (I work with 'em). The real key to the job isn't knowing the product, it's shamelessly and persistently schmoozing and using every social event you encounter, however inappropriate (kids' little league games, weddings and funerals, church, etc.), as a "networking opportunity." Much like any other commision-only sales position, actually. Oh, and plaster your big-hair-having, plastic-surgery-riddled face on every printable surface.
If you don't mind that dirty-that-doesn't-wash-off feeling you get from realizing that you're basically a whore, then a career in commisioned sales might be right for you!
Plan to buy a lite when its out, give mine to my lady, if i like it.
Chivalry, dude, chivalry. Suck it up and give your lady the pretty DS Lite, and keep your Paht DS until you save up to get a Lite of your own. Trust me.
Does anybody remember the Game & Watch gallery games for the Game Boy Color? Those games were classic Nintendo, and served me well on many a train journey... a remake for the DS would be awesome!
I know the DS browser will cost money but that's partly because it'll be a better browser (Opera) and it also comes with a GBA cart that will be used for extra Memory to make surfing better
Not to mention the fact that the touchscreen lends itself perfectly to inputing text.
They'd have a lot more takers if they included pot with every DS.
Bad idea. I've tried to play Trauma Center stoned before, and I can tell you that increased reaction time and twitchy, life-or-death surgical missions do not a good combination make.
Actually, I think that Schadenfreude is definitely the basis of German humor.
From my own personal experience, Germans love to laugh at someone who's fallen on their face or been hit by a tram or had their toe run over by a Volkswagen or somesuch thing... for such an educated and enlightened society, they definitely seem to enjoy the slapstick.
I remember falling on my face after running for a train that was just about to leave, with a heavy backpack on... nobody on the packed train offered help getting up or asked if I was ok, but everyone certainly had a hearty Teutonic belly-laugh at my misstep. With pointing. Krauts.
Of course, I only lived there for a little more than a year. Someone might want to correct me here if my observation is off base (this being/., I'm sure that'll be the case... plus, the German national passtime seems to be pointing out when someone else is wrong and correcting them, so double-whammy!);-)
On a side note, one of the guys I work with bought a red Ford GT several months ago. Drove it to work one day and let me get up close and personal with it; damn, they are even more gorgeous in person than in the photos! And you could hear it across the company campus when he fired it up. Too bad they're closing production, it's a sweet, sweet ride!
Re:Explain the fricken 12,000 bucks for this...
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WinXP on a Mac, Hoax?
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So, what you're really saying is, "Once you go Mac, you never go back"
A decent paying income is one that gets you 30k a year. On 30k a year, you can live like any other person easily.
Minus student loan payments, minus car insurance/maintenance/fuel to get you to work (assuming that you live in the 90% of the country that isn't adequately served by public transit and that you own your car outright-- add a car payment to the list if that's not the case), minus other assorted debt (again, if you didn't rack up debt in college, good for you. You must never had had to fly home for a grandparent's funeral or replace a stolen bike, or make any other number of emergency payments that life throws at you).
Once you then subtract rent/mortgage, food, and taxes, you're looking at a pretty slim amount left in a month. Want to go out once in a while or maybe take a small vacation to ensure that the grinding drudgery of cubicle-slavery doesn't drive you to suicide? Now you're living paycheck to paycheck.
How many jobs out there *aren't* important to society?
Real estate agents, off the top of my head. Any middleman position, actually.
Impeding the free transaction of property with your hand out, expecting to take a chunk of the seller's equity just because you "found them a buyer" sounds pretty parasitic to me. The only way these leeches manage to perpetuate this scam is because the National Association of Realtors is one of the largest lobbying organizations around and jealously crushes any attempt to open up access their cartel-like MLS systems.
And we only have student loans from college (which you'd presumably have even in real estate, no?)
Not the real estate agents I work for. A lot of them only have high school diplomas (and some of them seem to have barely scraped by!)
All it takes to sell real estate is to pass a test and pay $600. Any monkey can (and does) do it. Greediest bunch of mouth-breathers you are likely to ever meet...
I would like it better if Myspace appointed a "pages-that-don't-cause-my-browser-to-buffer-overr un-and-implode-cazr" Seriously, those assholes who have 10 inline videos running at the same time should be lined up and shot.
Improved hardware is only useful if it allows you to do something new and different with your games.
...Which is why I've been so into my Nintendo DS lately, and am looking forward to the Revolution. Not to sound like a raging fanboy, but I really think that Nintendo has the right idea: build consoles that only do one thing but do it well, and introduce some new gameplay innovations while you're at it. Honestly, if I want a blu-ray player, I'll shell out for one once it becomes clear who's winning the next-gen disc war. If I want a DVR, I've got my trusty TiVo. I don't want a $400 box that is a jack of all trades but master of none.
No, no no, you've got it all wrong...
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That's not the way music gets popular. Here's how it happens: 1. Hold auditions at local malls, car lots, county fairs, etc. to find hot young white jailbait 2. Tart up aforementioned jailbait and teach them some slammin' dance moves 3. Get a committee of marketing people together to craft some lyrics that are as sexualized as common decency (read: FCC) will allow. Bonus points if corporate sponsors can synergize their product into the lyrics somehow (if not, don't worry, the product placement people will cram as many soft drinks, cell phones, and designer handbags into the video as possible later) 4. Get some underpaid, under-recognized sound engineers (read: geeks) to put together a cathcy little number on the sequencer. Don't worry about horrendous vocals, those can be corrected in the final mix. 5. Shoot video. Don't worry about making it creative, just fill it with Bentleys, Prada, diamonds, and lots of writhing, Cristal-soaked booty. Bonus points if the video is so over-the-top that a controversy ensues (don't worry, MTV doesn't show full videos anymore anyway-- they'll just show the 20 seconds of the video that isn't offensive on TRL and we can make a mint by selling the "uncut" version on iTunes.) 6. This is the most important part: PAYOLA, PAYOLA, PAYOLA! How will your song ever get popular unless all the top-40 stations play it once an hour, every hour? Make your check out to Clear Channel, and they'll take care of the rest. 7. ??? 8. Profit!
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To be fair, I did wind up putting a huge scratch in the side of my Mini when my hand slipped while popping the case off to upgrade my memory. $600 computer or not, it bugs me that my sexy case was sullied by a huge gash caused because Apple's tool of choice (yes, it's in the official service manual) is a freaking putty knife.
Of course, a bit of rubbing compound took care of everything...
Ah, you mistake smugness for pure rage. There is a difference ;-)
Nearly pissed on myself laughing...
Hey kids of America, it's hand-painted wooden ball-in-a-cup, Mexico's favorite toy for over 340 years. Who needs constant video game stimulation when there's ball-in-a-cup? You just toss the ball, catch it in the cup, dump it out of the cup, toss it, and catch it in the cup again. The ball is on a string and attached to the cup, so there's no worry if you dont catch the ball in the cup. And clean up is as easy as catching a ball, in a cup. So why spend another day not catching a ball in a cup when you can be catching a ball-in-a-cup?"
Jingle:" Ball in a cup, Ball in a cup its a ball in a cup!"
Kid: "Ball in a cup!"
Jingle: "Ball in a cup"
Jeez, I missed one single letter, and I imagined you coked out of your mind, holepunch fimly in hand, making stacks and stacks of double-sided 5 1/4" disks...
Good times, good times...
Maybe they're better than your typical Worst Buy salesmonkey, but I can assure you selling real estate is something any high school graduate with at least a moderate amount of common sense can do (I work with 'em). The real key to the job isn't knowing the product, it's shamelessly and persistently schmoozing and using every social event you encounter, however inappropriate (kids' little league games, weddings and funerals, church, etc.), as a "networking opportunity." Much like any other commision-only sales position, actually. Oh, and plaster your big-hair-having, plastic-surgery-riddled face on every printable surface.
If you don't mind that dirty-that-doesn't-wash-off feeling you get from realizing that you're basically a whore, then a career in commisioned sales might be right for you!
Now that's the way I want to meet a girl! Rowrrr!
Chivalry, dude, chivalry. Suck it up and give your lady the pretty DS Lite, and keep your Paht DS until you save up to get a Lite of your own. Trust me.
Does anybody remember the Game & Watch gallery games for the Game Boy Color? Those games were classic Nintendo, and served me well on many a train journey... a remake for the DS would be awesome!
Not to mention the fact that the touchscreen lends itself perfectly to inputing text.
Bad idea. I've tried to play Trauma Center stoned before, and I can tell you that increased reaction time and twitchy, life-or-death surgical missions do not a good combination make.
From my own personal experience, Germans love to laugh at someone who's fallen on their face or been hit by a tram or had their toe run over by a Volkswagen or somesuch thing... for such an educated and enlightened society, they definitely seem to enjoy the slapstick.
I remember falling on my face after running for a train that was just about to leave, with a heavy backpack on... nobody on the packed train offered help getting up or asked if I was ok, but everyone certainly had a hearty Teutonic belly-laugh at my misstep. With pointing. Krauts.
Of course, I only lived there for a little more than a year. Someone might want to correct me here if my observation is off base (this being /., I'm sure that'll be the case... plus, the German national passtime seems to be pointing out when someone else is wrong and correcting them, so double-whammy!) ;-)
/Really do love Germany and its people
//Don't normally use the word "Krauts"
///Digging up painful memories
They did...
Sadly, not for much longer...
On a side note, one of the guys I work with bought a red Ford GT several months ago. Drove it to work one day and let me get up close and personal with it; damn, they are even more gorgeous in person than in the photos! And you could hear it across the company campus when he fired it up. Too bad they're closing production, it's a sweet, sweet ride!
So, what you're really saying is, "Once you go Mac, you never go back"
Minus student loan payments, minus car insurance/maintenance/fuel to get you to work (assuming that you live in the 90% of the country that isn't adequately served by public transit and that you own your car outright-- add a car payment to the list if that's not the case), minus other assorted debt (again, if you didn't rack up debt in college, good for you. You must never had had to fly home for a grandparent's funeral or replace a stolen bike, or make any other number of emergency payments that life throws at you).
Once you then subtract rent/mortgage, food, and taxes, you're looking at a pretty slim amount left in a month. Want to go out once in a while or maybe take a small vacation to ensure that the grinding drudgery of cubicle-slavery doesn't drive you to suicide? Now you're living paycheck to paycheck.
$30K sucks unless you live in rural Oklahoma.
You won't be saying that when they invent the food replicatior...
Real estate agents, off the top of my head. Any middleman position, actually.
Impeding the free transaction of property with your hand out, expecting to take a chunk of the seller's equity just because you "found them a buyer" sounds pretty parasitic to me. The only way these leeches manage to perpetuate this scam is because the National Association of Realtors is one of the largest lobbying organizations around and jealously crushes any attempt to open up access their cartel-like MLS systems.
Not the real estate agents I work for. A lot of them only have high school diplomas (and some of them seem to have barely scraped by!)
All it takes to sell real estate is to pass a test and pay $600. Any monkey can (and does) do it. Greediest bunch of mouth-breathers you are likely to ever meet...
I would like it better if Myspace appointed a "pages-that-don't-cause-my-browser-to-buffer-overr un-and-implode-cazr" Seriously, those assholes who have 10 inline videos running at the same time should be lined up and shot.
Thank god someone finally put this into terms that everyone around here can understand!
Did anyone else think it was kind of a weird coincidence that this entire rat-based research project was conducted by an institute called NIMH?
"Have you tried turning it off and turning it back on again?"
...Which is why I've been so into my Nintendo DS lately, and am looking forward to the Revolution. Not to sound like a raging fanboy, but I really think that Nintendo has the right idea: build consoles that only do one thing but do it well, and introduce some new gameplay innovations while you're at it. Honestly, if I want a blu-ray player, I'll shell out for one once it becomes clear who's winning the next-gen disc war. If I want a DVR, I've got my trusty TiVo. I don't want a $400 box that is a jack of all trades but master of none.
That's not the way music gets popular. Here's how it happens:
1. Hold auditions at local malls, car lots, county fairs, etc. to find hot young white jailbait
2. Tart up aforementioned jailbait and teach them some slammin' dance moves
3. Get a committee of marketing people together to craft some lyrics that are as sexualized as common decency (read: FCC) will allow. Bonus points if corporate sponsors can synergize their product into the lyrics somehow (if not, don't worry, the product placement people will cram as many soft drinks, cell phones, and designer handbags into the video as possible later)
4. Get some underpaid, under-recognized sound engineers (read: geeks) to put together a cathcy little number on the sequencer. Don't worry about horrendous vocals, those can be corrected in the final mix.
5. Shoot video. Don't worry about making it creative, just fill it with Bentleys, Prada, diamonds, and lots of writhing, Cristal-soaked booty. Bonus points if the video is so over-the-top that a controversy ensues (don't worry, MTV doesn't show full videos anymore anyway-- they'll just show the 20 seconds of the video that isn't offensive on TRL and we can make a mint by selling the "uncut" version on iTunes.)
6. This is the most important part: PAYOLA, PAYOLA, PAYOLA! How will your song ever get popular unless all the top-40 stations play it once an hour, every hour? Make your check out to Clear Channel, and they'll take care of the rest.
7. ???
8. Profit!