On my last project, someone added a third-party Javascript calendar. I was horrified to discover that it had a function called continuationForTheFuckingKHTMLBrowser().
It's one thing if it's server-side code, and I'll occasionally slip up and put "wtf" in a PHP comment (usually in some "never happen" safety block). But don't do it where inquisitive and technical users (of which we had several) can get at it. And certainly not in code that's intended for others to expose to *their* users.
After I'd renamed that function and committed, I searched the entire project for every swear word I could think of. Amusingly, though the rest of the source was clean, buried in the bytecode of our packaged-up WAR file was the sequence upper-case F, lower-case u, c, k, exclamation mark. Even the compiler was at it!
It seems that in your rush to prove your superiority and brand me an idiot you missed the smiley, despite quoting it, possibly because it came after the End of Sentence marker and you'd stopped reading:P (There, did you get that one?) For the record, I haven't logged any flight time since summer 2000, so I'll grant you that my R/T is a little rusty, but I did know and use proper phraseology. I had to, or I'd get ritually humiliated by my colleagues in Air Traffic... Working at a commercial flight training centre, especially in one with "AREA OF INTENSE AERONAUTICAL ACTIVITY" plastered across it on the half-mill chart, you simply don't get away with sloppy R/T.
I love people who throw phrases like "idiots like you" around. Have to say I didn't especially enjoy sharing a cockpit with them, though, no matter how superior they thought they were. They tended to be precisely the sort of egotistical pillock that everyone but them knew was going to up in a smoking hole somewhere, and two I know of from flying elsewhere did just that. (Well, one in a smoking hole and one in a long line of aircraft parts across a mountain, since we're being pedantic.) A third disappeared behind the trees before recovering from his ill-advised attempt at aerobatics, I don't know how he survived.
I've flown as passenger and pilot with all sorts, from the late Mr. Cool to the chap who disabled the Bismarck (I saw the logbook entry) and a very quiet unassuming gentleman who turned out to have more types in his logbook than most of the instructors had hours. And I'll tell you this much: I'd far rather fly with the under-confident guy who's a bit mixed up on the R/T than the one who knows it all and thinks everyone else is an idiot. As my instructor said: The under-confident can learn, but the over-confident will. One way or another.
The click when you release the mic switch, and the fact that you've shut up, seem to work well enough.:)
It might well be different out in Shanwick country on HF (sadly, I've never had the chance to get out there as pilot), but certainly on VHF I've never heard it from anyone but a couple of old-timers.
With all the stories we've had on here about the Red Cross suing game makers for use of their logo, has Slashdot really just put a Red Cross logo on all its health articles?
>>Your brain isn't calculating anything. It's making an estimate based on past understanding of the timing.
> An estimate is a calculation, there's no way around it. And it does a very good job.
Maybe you're both right, and it's a calculation based on the timing.:) I would expect it to come down to a direct comparison of times, "three seconds left on the yellow, 4.1 seconds to reach the line at this speed, not gonna make it" rather than (badly) estimating distance and "three seconds, 50 yards to go, I'm doing 30mph, so that's..."
You're assuming that closing your account actually deletes all your information and Facebook no longer sells it to advertisers. This is not necessarily a valid assumption.
I closed mine, and they're quite welcome to sell my profile information to any marketers interested in "102-year-old" "lesbians" in "Burkina Faso".
I think Astrology is an interesting thing. The idea is pretty simple. The states and positions of the stars when you were born, and where they are today, affect you. That's fine.
I'm prepared to accept that a lot of Taurus people (or whatever we are now after this "revelation") might be a lot like me. Nothing whatsoever to do with the stars, but more things like, Were you born into long winter nights? Were your parents the kind of people who like sex on the rug in front of a nice coal fire, or the kind that like it in the middle of a corn field? In all that complex mixture of nature and nurture, I wouldn't be at all surprised to see certain personality types clustered in certain parts of the year, and I'd love to see some real data on it. Smart astrologers would cotton on to this.
Naturally, I think the prediction part is complete and utter bollocks, which only persists because it just happens to be profitable bollocks.
For a couple of years, I worked in the UK electricity industry, which was at least partially deregulated in 1998. People look at me funny when I say I've got candles and tinned food stashed away, but I expect every winter to be the one where it all comes crashing down.
A big part of the problem, at least for us poor schlubs charged with getting the billing right, was that all these deregulated entities keep getting bought and sold. And every time they do that, there's a data migration, which almost invariably gets screwed up. Bad data piles on bad data on bad data, with fixes promised but never delivered in time for the next buyout. One region in particular had one standard evening/weekend meter set-up and no fewer than four different versions of that reality in their database. The net effect was to flip their predicted e/w usage pattern upside down. That usage pattern is what gets fed into the National Grid computers for demand forecasting. See where this is going?
I'm told that the larger "half-hourly" stuff is in somewhat better shape, which is probably why the whole thing's held together so far. But if what I saw was what you can expect from a deregulated energy industry, I'd say there's good reason to be afraid...
Happy memories of playing that game split-screen with my little brother. The best bit was the day he finally worked out that there were no oil slicks, potholes, pile-ups or any of the other rubbish I would enter as my name so he'd see "OIL SLICK AHEAD" when he got close:D
I bought some train tickets from GNER, as they were then, and got signed up to their "newsletter". Since I'm hardly ever on that side of the country, I had no reason to even bother reading the thing. I never got round to unsubscribing from it, just deleted it unread.
A few months back, I got an email from their successor, along the lines of, "We noticed you haven't read the newsletter in quite a while. Click here to stay subscribed, otherwise it'll stop coming." I thought that was pretty good; I always assume these things track me somehow, but it's the first time a company's ever volunteered to unsubscribe me based (presumably) on that information. Of course, I use Gmail and the images are blocked by default, so they couldn't have known if I *was* reading...
What *really* annoys me is news"letters" with no text, where you *have to* download the images if you want to see the content.
OK, so what happens if I point the Kinect at the TV when the ads are on? Will it select ads appropriate for the people in the ads? I'm not sure whether the results would be hilarious or depressing.
...would increment the score several times, if you hit the Next button repeatedly. So I wrote a Selenium test to hammer it as many times as it could before the next page loaded.
Usually, yes, there's a gap. (I, too, waste far too much time looking at contrails.) But I was once on a Swiss A330, sat some way behind the wing, and I could see the beginning of the contrail without straining to look behind; it clearly started before the tailplane. So if the air's anything like between ZRH and LHR early on a January morning, there's no gap.:)
And that's not even all of it. Given how much fail they managed to cram into three lines of HTML, it's no wonder there are SQL injection holes.
Still, at least it'll cost less to fix this than to fix Astute... or at least you'd think so. I'm sure someone's on the phone to EDS offering them half a billion quid to do the job, even as I type.
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With all the malformed HTML in that post, you must be on the IE team! ;D
On my last project, someone added a third-party Javascript calendar. I was horrified to discover that it had a function called continuationForTheFuckingKHTMLBrowser().
It's one thing if it's server-side code, and I'll occasionally slip up and put "wtf" in a PHP comment (usually in some "never happen" safety block). But don't do it where inquisitive and technical users (of which we had several) can get at it. And certainly not in code that's intended for others to expose to *their* users.
After I'd renamed that function and committed, I searched the entire project for every swear word I could think of. Amusingly, though the rest of the source was clean, buried in the bytecode of our packaged-up WAR file was the sequence upper-case F, lower-case u, c, k, exclamation mark. Even the compiler was at it!
And what does a pair of jeans know about radio comms anyway?
It seems that in your rush to prove your superiority and brand me an idiot you missed the smiley, despite quoting it, possibly because it came after the End of Sentence marker and you'd stopped reading :P (There, did you get that one?) For the record, I haven't logged any flight time since summer 2000, so I'll grant you that my R/T is a little rusty, but I did know and use proper phraseology. I had to, or I'd get ritually humiliated by my colleagues in Air Traffic... Working at a commercial flight training centre, especially in one with "AREA OF INTENSE AERONAUTICAL ACTIVITY" plastered across it on the half-mill chart, you simply don't get away with sloppy R/T.
I love people who throw phrases like "idiots like you" around. Have to say I didn't especially enjoy sharing a cockpit with them, though, no matter how superior they thought they were. They tended to be precisely the sort of egotistical pillock that everyone but them knew was going to up in a smoking hole somewhere, and two I know of from flying elsewhere did just that. (Well, one in a smoking hole and one in a long line of aircraft parts across a mountain, since we're being pedantic.) A third disappeared behind the trees before recovering from his ill-advised attempt at aerobatics, I don't know how he survived.
I've flown as passenger and pilot with all sorts, from the late Mr. Cool to the chap who disabled the Bismarck (I saw the logbook entry) and a very quiet unassuming gentleman who turned out to have more types in his logbook than most of the instructors had hours. And I'll tell you this much: I'd far rather fly with the under-confident guy who's a bit mixed up on the R/T than the one who knows it all and thinks everyone else is an idiot. As my instructor said: The under-confident can learn, but the over-confident will. One way or another.
Who cares? At least he's not boring you with how great he is any more :D
The click when you release the mic switch, and the fact that you've shut up, seem to work well enough. :)
It might well be different out in Shanwick country on HF (sadly, I've never had the chance to get out there as pilot), but certainly on VHF I've never heard it from anyone but a couple of old-timers.
I haven't flown anything in 10 years, and "Over" was considered quaint even then...
...which you'll have to pour into your military toys to protect the very stuff you just burnt in your military toys...
It's not even physics, just the simple maths of not killing dinosaurs fast enough. That's what we need, a War on Dinosaurs...
With all the stories we've had on here about the Red Cross suing game makers for use of their logo, has Slashdot really just put a Red Cross logo on all its health articles?
I wondered what was going on with the cooling fan... then I read your post and did some experimenting.
It would appear that anyone within earshot (like my boss) can now hear how many Slashdot tabs I have open. Nice work, Slashdot!
And "in the first instance" does not mean "first", damn it.
The Trident could do full autoland.
>>Your brain isn't calculating anything. It's making an estimate based on past understanding of the timing. > An estimate is a calculation, there's no way around it. And it does a very good job. Maybe you're both right, and it's a calculation based on the timing. :) I would expect it to come down to a direct comparison of times, "three seconds left on the yellow, 4.1 seconds to reach the line at this speed, not gonna make it" rather than (badly) estimating distance and "three seconds, 50 yards to go, I'm doing 30mph, so that's..."
You're assuming that closing your account actually deletes all your information and Facebook no longer sells it to advertisers. This is not necessarily a valid assumption.
I closed mine, and they're quite welcome to sell my profile information to any marketers interested in "102-year-old" "lesbians" in "Burkina Faso".
I think Astrology is an interesting thing. The idea is pretty simple. The states and positions of the stars when you were born, and where they are today, affect you. That's fine.
I'm prepared to accept that a lot of Taurus people (or whatever we are now after this "revelation") might be a lot like me. Nothing whatsoever to do with the stars, but more things like, Were you born into long winter nights? Were your parents the kind of people who like sex on the rug in front of a nice coal fire, or the kind that like it in the middle of a corn field? In all that complex mixture of nature and nurture, I wouldn't be at all surprised to see certain personality types clustered in certain parts of the year, and I'd love to see some real data on it. Smart astrologers would cotton on to this.
Naturally, I think the prediction part is complete and utter bollocks, which only persists because it just happens to be profitable bollocks.
For a couple of years, I worked in the UK electricity industry, which was at least partially deregulated in 1998. People look at me funny when I say I've got candles and tinned food stashed away, but I expect every winter to be the one where it all comes crashing down.
A big part of the problem, at least for us poor schlubs charged with getting the billing right, was that all these deregulated entities keep getting bought and sold. And every time they do that, there's a data migration, which almost invariably gets screwed up. Bad data piles on bad data on bad data, with fixes promised but never delivered in time for the next buyout. One region in particular had one standard evening/weekend meter set-up and no fewer than four different versions of that reality in their database. The net effect was to flip their predicted e/w usage pattern upside down. That usage pattern is what gets fed into the National Grid computers for demand forecasting. See where this is going?
I'm told that the larger "half-hourly" stuff is in somewhat better shape, which is probably why the whole thing's held together so far. But if what I saw was what you can expect from a deregulated energy industry, I'd say there's good reason to be afraid...
Happy memories of playing that game split-screen with my little brother. The best bit was the day he finally worked out that there were no oil slicks, potholes, pile-ups or any of the other rubbish I would enter as my name so he'd see "OIL SLICK AHEAD" when he got close :D
Damn it, Soulskill...
I bought some train tickets from GNER, as they were then, and got signed up to their "newsletter". Since I'm hardly ever on that side of the country, I had no reason to even bother reading the thing. I never got round to unsubscribing from it, just deleted it unread.
A few months back, I got an email from their successor, along the lines of, "We noticed you haven't read the newsletter in quite a while. Click here to stay subscribed, otherwise it'll stop coming." I thought that was pretty good; I always assume these things track me somehow, but it's the first time a company's ever volunteered to unsubscribe me based (presumably) on that information. Of course, I use Gmail and the images are blocked by default, so they couldn't have known if I *was* reading...
What *really* annoys me is news"letters" with no text, where you *have to* download the images if you want to see the content.
OK, so what happens if I point the Kinect at the TV when the ads are on? Will it select ads appropriate for the people in the ads? I'm not sure whether the results would be hilarious or depressing.
...would increment the score several times, if you hit the Next button repeatedly. So I wrote a Selenium test to hammer it as many times as it could before the next page loaded.
I managed to get "1019% Geek".
Which sounds about right, come to thin of it...
Usually, yes, there's a gap. (I, too, waste far too much time looking at contrails.) But I was once on a Swiss A330, sat some way behind the wing, and I could see the beginning of the contrail without straining to look behind; it clearly started before the tailplane. So if the air's anything like between ZRH and LHR early on a January morning, there's no gap. :)
And that's not even all of it. Given how much fail they managed to cram into three lines of HTML, it's no wonder there are SQL injection holes.
Still, at least it'll cost less to fix this than to fix Astute... or at least you'd think so. I'm sure someone's on the phone to EDS offering them half a billion quid to do the job, even as I type.
Way I heard it, it survived the crash... only to be hacked to piece by the locals.