Well, the installation went fine, but I can barely hear myself on a test call. (I can hear the voice from Skype fine.) I've been through all the settings and the help pages, all the rest of it, it's a Skype-approved headset, no joy. I can hear myself fine in Sound Recorder (deafened myself, in fact), so it's not the mic.
Tried to submit a support request, and was presented with "we've not submitted this because there are pages that would help" - all of which showed up as visited links. Fortunately they let you submit it anyway, so I have. But not an encouraging start.
The idea is to remove variation so that everything you do is always the same.
They introduced that in a company I once worked for. (Thankfully I'm out.) They did a big presentation to the whole company, telling us how wonderful it was going to be, and explaining that it wasn't about quality but consistency. A voice piped up from the back... "So if every bill goes out 18 months late, we win!"
(a) Manager that pushed the "off" button gets promoted.
About a year back, we had a power failure at our place one morning - maybe 20 seconds' worth. All the servers fell over horribly and refused to come back up.
When we came back in the following morning, we found everything working - and an email from our MD to the entire company, thanking the IT people for the heroic job they'd done in getting everything back up. Apparently they'd been there till 2am, poor little lambs. So that was nice.
We later (a lot later!) found out that the reason everything had fallen over so horribly was that nobody had thought to test the UPS battery for six months, and it had quietly died. But IT were heroes.
The MD who sent that email is now in charge of IT for our parent company's parent company.
Several of my colleagues go to the local T-Mobile offices for lunch about once a week. Great food, apparently, and ridiculously cheap (subsidised staff meals, I assume). OK, so the canteen isn't the server room, but still...
Distributed power generation seems very promissing [sic]. [...]it provides the added benefit of self reliance from a potentially unstable energy market (a monopoly in most places).
Aha! This is how you market it. Build a windmill in your back yard, that's one in the eye for those pesky terrorists who might blow up the power station!
Prosecutors don't know how he got the lists, though McGuire said the AOL names matched a list of 92 million addresses an AOL software engineer has been charged with stealing. However Jaynes got them, they were particularly valuable because AOL customers and eBay users by their very nature have already shown a willingness to engage in e-commerce.
Or particularly valuable because AOL users are, well, AOL users?
(haven't there been studies that say 7-10 numbers in a row is about all we can remember?)
I'd love to see how they arrived at that conclusion. Seven to ten numbers? Remembering a phone number taxes us to the limit?
I carry my Visa numbers (16 digits) around in my head, as well as my 19-digit Switch number. I don't consider myself to have any particular ability in this regard, and I know others who can do it. Unfortunately for my balances, I can also recall at will the expiry dates, issue number (for the Switch card) and the 3-digit code on the back that is meant to prove you have the card in your hand. This means I can lock the cards away, even cut the bastards up, and still go nuts on Ebay, I mean, ThinkGeek.:(
I can't recall pi to a gazillion decimal places though.
Keep 'em behind you, get 'em all wound up, so wound up that - when you do eventually pull in - they're too busy flipping you the bird and accelerating to notice the speed camera.
My little brother is particularly good at this:)
Personally, I'm toying with the idea of moving the rear washer jet of my car to the back bumper, running the pipe to a bottle of brake fluid, and using it to strip the paint from tailgating BMWs. (It's always BMWs.)
I remember being on an overnight flight from Buenos Aires to Zurich, and being able to make out the terrain underneath by moonlight as we cut across the north-west of Africa. I was amazed that there seemed to be nothing down there at all... until, somewhere over Mauritania, I saw a single light in the middle of all that nothing.
I wondered who was down there, whether they were awake and, if they were, whether they were looking up at our strobe lights crossing the sky and wondering where we were going. It was quite a moving experience.
I probably wouldn't have cared if it had been a town. But seeing that one light, in the middle of nowhere, as everyone around me slept (apart, I hope, from the pilots) - that was special.
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Well, the installation went fine, but I can barely hear myself on a test call. (I can hear the voice from Skype fine.) I've been through all the settings and the help pages, all the rest of it, it's a Skype-approved headset, no joy. I can hear myself fine in Sound Recorder (deafened myself, in fact), so it's not the mic.
Tried to submit a support request, and was presented with "we've not submitted this because there are pages that would help" - all of which showed up as visited links. Fortunately they let you submit it anyway, so I have. But not an encouraging start.
The idea is to remove variation so that everything you do is always the same.
They introduced that in a company I once worked for. (Thankfully I'm out.) They did a big presentation to the whole company, telling us how wonderful it was going to be, and explaining that it wasn't about quality but consistency. A voice piped up from the back... "So if every bill goes out 18 months late, we win!"
(a) Manager that pushed the "off" button gets promoted.
About a year back, we had a power failure at our place one morning - maybe 20 seconds' worth. All the servers fell over horribly and refused to come back up.
When we came back in the following morning, we found everything working - and an email from our MD to the entire company, thanking the IT people for the heroic job they'd done in getting everything back up. Apparently they'd been there till 2am, poor little lambs. So that was nice.
We later (a lot later!) found out that the reason everything had fallen over so horribly was that nobody had thought to test the UPS battery for six months, and it had quietly died. But IT were heroes.
The MD who sent that email is now in charge of IT for our parent company's parent company.
True story.
Several of my colleagues go to the local T-Mobile offices for lunch about once a week. Great food, apparently, and ridiculously cheap (subsidised staff meals, I assume). OK, so the canteen isn't the server room, but still...
What about buggy whips?
I read that and thought, How do you introduce bugs into a whip?! New Year's resolution to cut down on the caffeine is hereby revoked.
Distributed power generation seems very promissing [sic]. [...]it provides the added benefit of self reliance from a potentially unstable energy market (a monopoly in most places).
Aha! This is how you market it. Build a windmill in your back yard, that's one in the eye for those pesky terrorists who might blow up the power station!
Actually, that's just crazy enough to work.
Of course this could be Labour spin...
Spin. Roulette. Heh.
As much as I'd love to see spammers get kicked in the nuts, this is not the path to take.
It's easier to just kick them in the nuts.
I don't like the idea of walking around with a US Passport emitting signals to advertise my nationality.
You mean you're not proud to be American? Off to Guantanamo with you!
Win2k Pro is stable, and with SP4, relatively secure.
As is XP.
Ah, OK. I'll install XP when SP4 comes out, then. Assuming that Hell has frozen over by then, of course.
Lesson learned, if you want to print hundreds of forged checks or counterfeit bills, pay for the printer in cash!
But not cash that you printed yourself on a printer that wasn't paid for with cash you didn't print yourself. Or something.
the other shit in the urine
Christ. I don't want to know how your insides are plumbed...
Prosecutors don't know how he got the lists, though McGuire said the AOL names matched a list of 92 million addresses an AOL software engineer has been charged with stealing. However Jaynes got them, they were particularly valuable because AOL customers and eBay users by their very nature have already shown a willingness to engage in e-commerce.
Or particularly valuable because AOL users are, well, AOL users?
Don't you mean "dessertation"? :)
(haven't there been studies that say 7-10 numbers in a row is about all we can remember?)
:(
I'd love to see how they arrived at that conclusion. Seven to ten numbers? Remembering a phone number taxes us to the limit?
I carry my Visa numbers (16 digits) around in my head, as well as my 19-digit Switch number. I don't consider myself to have any particular ability in this regard, and I know others who can do it. Unfortunately for my balances, I can also recall at will the expiry dates, issue number (for the Switch card) and the 3-digit code on the back that is meant to prove you have the card in your hand. This means I can lock the cards away, even cut the bastards up, and still go nuts on Ebay, I mean, ThinkGeek.
I can't recall pi to a gazillion decimal places though.
Tried the link, and this is what Mozilla gave me:
Publisher authenticity verified by: "U.S. Government"
! The security certificate was issued by a company that is not trusted.
I had to laugh...
"RealPlayer is shit. Discuss."
Filth, pure filth. Don't say nobody warned you.
Keep 'em behind you, get 'em all wound up, so wound up that - when you do eventually pull in - they're too busy flipping you the bird and accelerating to notice the speed camera.
My little brother is particularly good at this :)
Personally, I'm toying with the idea of moving the rear washer jet of my car to the back bumper, running the pipe to a bottle of brake fluid, and using it to strip the paint from tailgating BMWs. (It's always BMWs.)
I remember being on an overnight flight from Buenos Aires to Zurich, and being able to make out the terrain underneath by moonlight as we cut across the north-west of Africa. I was amazed that there seemed to be nothing down there at all... until, somewhere over Mauritania, I saw a single light in the middle of all that nothing.
I wondered who was down there, whether they were awake and, if they were, whether they were looking up at our strobe lights crossing the sky and wondering where we were going. It was quite a moving experience.
I probably wouldn't have cared if it had been a town. But seeing that one light, in the middle of nowhere, as everyone around me slept (apart, I hope, from the pilots) - that was special.
Here was me getting all smug because I'd bothered to RTFA... and someone comes along and points out that it's the summary.
Screw this, where's my beer?
At one stage I had half the planet illuminated and the other half in complete blackness.
Sounds about right to me!
You could always shoot down the door and bang her husband...
When I was a child, my parents put their "Penthouse" model in my bedroom
I've been trying to get a Penthouse model into my bedroom for years...And wouldn't that be a shame?