This talk is foolishness. There's plenty of difference between them and me. Can you cite any data that creationists give that does not come from a book that they wrote? I have not ignored millions of years of geological record and, well, proper research to come to my conclusions as they've done.
At my job, I guess I'm not socially polite at all. I give negative feed back all of the time. There's no positive way to tell someone that they did a horrible, horrible job, and they need to re-do it after formulating a coherent plan.
I believe that people with a background in psychology or psychotherapy would be a good fit for technical support positions. Most of that job involves talking to people and calming them down to help address their actual problems. In technical support, you can potentially get experience for other jobs, or climb through the mentor-ship positions into management. Managers could also benefit from having a psychology background.
I use alcohol, at home alone. I can't drink too much though, because the drinks I make require a fairly high level of sobriety and concentration. If I use raw spirits, they are expensive enough for me to make sure and use small amounts. Having a highly discriminating palate (for booze) acts as a great limiter. Conversely, if I'm in a social situation at an excellent bar and someone else is buying, I have to be more careful.
Let me tell you, just a small drink, and then I care somewhat less about lurking race conditions.
Oh, he wasn't doing it for the attention, he really wanted the chair that she happened to be sitting in. He made some noise about getting a seat for his wife, who just had foot surgery, so she gladly gave the seat the first time. She moved across the hall to someplace else, but he came by and tried to get that one. The oddest bit was that, despite the energy wasted playing musical chairs, he didn't even stay twenty minutes into the talk.
That guy stole my wife's seat at a talk at Maker Faire this year, and then tried to steal the second one that she moved to. That's the short version of an awkward and weird story. I bet he stole that dude's seat in the photos.
Huh. This doesn't make me nearly as angry as I thought it would, though I did see a Martin Creed installation once. I never thought that I'd ever be so irrationally angry at self-opening and closing doors and lights that turn themselves on and off.
Who cares about transistor density in this day and age? Mass-production of multi-core machines is fairly recent. We're still learning how to take advantage of this. What I'm basically saying is that algorithm development is far more important right now.
Maybe this cable actually does work better for him. The problem is that he accepted the situation as-is, and stopped there. If it were me, I'd be really suspicious and start looking for interference from components within the NAS. Also, what was his source material? John Cage's 4'33"? Is he really an audiophile? I thought those guys posted pages and pages of signal analysis and comparisons on their blogs.
St. George's Distillery, in the San Francisco Bay area, recently began to produce an absinthe called Absinthe Verte. It has a strong anise flavour, with basil and a bunch of other herbs. The bottle looks especially ominous, what with the label having a monkey banging a cowbell with a human femur.
This, after a flight of vodkas and whiskeys at the tasting, produced in me a feeling akin to being encased in cotton. It was like lying down cloud of cotton-coated drink. Fantastic.
Sufficeth it to say, I did procure a bottle of this.
Did anyone else reading the summary visualize themselves in the position of one with a large bat ready to smash the hell out of one pitched at you? Am I the only one?
The TZ variable is gone with the dodo. If I had an appointments application that simply read TZ, all of my past appointments that occurred before the change would be an hour off as well. A well-written application will read the _entire_ localhost.tz file to find applicable entries for a given UTC to local translation.
Oh yeah, what happens when the ionosphere burns off? What then, smart guy?
Also, don't knock the Zune. I'm sure it would get better range and accuracy... when thrown than a cinder block, you know, for the riots.
You could listen to it for a while in the end-times. Watching the sky burn while listening to Bob Marley will be wild. When the five hours have passed, this is when you assert yourself as the head of your tribe of neo-savages by hurling it at the guy with the cinder block. Remember, it packs more of a punch with some spin.
Either that, or you could hurl it at the wierdo cranking off his radio listening to the guy trapped in his booth scream nonstop for hours on end. Good riddance!
Why does he have all that shit open while playing World of Warcraft anyhow? I've got a 3 ghz machine and still trim off any open process I can before playing.
Oooh! Scary! GetProcessNext and GetWindowTextA! If they start dumping out heap data for processes (while I'm not playing) or scanning data straight out of my drive, that's when I'll start to complain. That kind of stuff can affect performance of the other stuff I do. Until then, I'll continue to improve on my VB app that does the same thing, except that it removes all of the maximize and minimize buttons, as well as making all frames immoveable and without handles. It's hilarious only to me.
If it's that much work to find out about a SuperSpecialSecret game system, screw it. I want my tech where I can see it, dammit! I'd just imagine spending my precious brain power to 'solve' some unsatisfying and stupid puzzles only to reveal a stinking pile at the end. No thanks.
I'm thinking it all has to do with Jehova I, a bad alien from space. I just found the following link, which will be at the end of this comment. I hope it's wrong, but who can rule it out as completely bogus shite? It's just as plausible as ID or creationism. Find out more at the Church of the Subgenius!!
This talk is foolishness. There's plenty of difference between them and me. Can you cite any data that creationists give that does not come from a book that they wrote? I have not ignored millions of years of geological record and, well, proper research to come to my conclusions as they've done.
At my job, I guess I'm not socially polite at all. I give negative feed back all of the time. There's no positive way to tell someone that they did a horrible, horrible job, and they need to re-do it after formulating a coherent plan.
You can always tell a Milford man.
I believe that people with a background in psychology or psychotherapy would be a good fit for technical support positions. Most of that job involves talking to people and calming them down to help address their actual problems. In technical support, you can potentially get experience for other jobs, or climb through the mentor-ship positions into management. Managers could also benefit from having a psychology background.
That happens to me, and then I just want to play more Tetris.
I use alcohol, at home alone. I can't drink too much though, because the drinks I make require a fairly high level of sobriety and concentration. If I use raw spirits, they are expensive enough for me to make sure and use small amounts. Having a highly discriminating palate (for booze) acts as a great limiter. Conversely, if I'm in a social situation at an excellent bar and someone else is buying, I have to be more careful. Let me tell you, just a small drink, and then I care somewhat less about lurking race conditions.
I love the graphic of the puma attacking the globe. That's a serious attack puma!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/13122283@N04/2688454970/in/set-72157606286431778
Oh, he wasn't doing it for the attention, he really wanted the chair that she happened to be sitting in. He made some noise about getting a seat for his wife, who just had foot surgery, so she gladly gave the seat the first time. She moved across the hall to someplace else, but he came by and tried to get that one. The oddest bit was that, despite the energy wasted playing musical chairs, he didn't even stay twenty minutes into the talk.
That guy stole my wife's seat at a talk at Maker Faire this year, and then tried to steal the second one that she moved to. That's the short version of an awkward and weird story. I bet he stole that dude's seat in the photos.
Huh. This doesn't make me nearly as angry as I thought it would, though I did see a Martin Creed installation once. I never thought that I'd ever be so irrationally angry at self-opening and closing doors and lights that turn themselves on and off.
I know that calcium was instrumental in the development of imcimal baratilam.
Who cares about transistor density in this day and age? Mass-production of multi-core machines is fairly recent. We're still learning how to take advantage of this. What I'm basically saying is that algorithm development is far more important right now.
Maybe this cable actually does work better for him. The problem is that he accepted the situation as-is, and stopped there. If it were me, I'd be really suspicious and start looking for interference from components within the NAS. Also, what was his source material? John Cage's 4'33"? Is he really an audiophile? I thought those guys posted pages and pages of signal analysis and comparisons on their blogs.
No, I bought it because I liked the flavour, didn't feel like death, and liked the label.
St. George's Distillery, in the San Francisco Bay area, recently began to produce an absinthe called Absinthe Verte. It has a strong anise flavour, with basil and a bunch of other herbs. The bottle looks especially ominous, what with the label having a monkey banging a cowbell with a human femur. This, after a flight of vodkas and whiskeys at the tasting, produced in me a feeling akin to being encased in cotton. It was like lying down cloud of cotton-coated drink. Fantastic. Sufficeth it to say, I did procure a bottle of this.
Unmanned oil platforms take care of the hooker vulnerability.
Did anyone else reading the summary visualize themselves in the position of one with a large bat ready to smash the hell out of one pitched at you? Am I the only one?
What does HuMutton taste like?
The TZ variable is gone with the dodo. If I had an appointments application that simply read TZ, all of my past appointments that occurred before the change would be an hour off as well. A well-written application will read the _entire_ localhost.tz file to find applicable entries for a given UTC to local translation.
Oh yeah, what happens when the ionosphere burns off? What then, smart guy?
Also, don't knock the Zune. I'm sure it would get better range and accuracy... when thrown than a cinder block, you know, for the riots.
You could listen to it for a while in the end-times. Watching the sky burn while listening to Bob Marley will be wild. When the five hours have passed, this is when you assert yourself as the head of your tribe of neo-savages by hurling it at the guy with the cinder block. Remember, it packs more of a punch with some spin.
Either that, or you could hurl it at the wierdo cranking off his radio listening to the guy trapped in his booth scream nonstop for hours on end. Good riddance!
It was a jump to conclusions mat. You see, it was this mat, with different conclusions written on it, that you could jump to!
Why does he have all that shit open while playing World of Warcraft anyhow? I've got a 3 ghz machine and still trim off any open process I can before playing. Oooh! Scary! GetProcessNext and GetWindowTextA! If they start dumping out heap data for processes (while I'm not playing) or scanning data straight out of my drive, that's when I'll start to complain. That kind of stuff can affect performance of the other stuff I do. Until then, I'll continue to improve on my VB app that does the same thing, except that it removes all of the maximize and minimize buttons, as well as making all frames immoveable and without handles. It's hilarious only to me.
If it's that much work to find out about a SuperSpecialSecret game system, screw it. I want my tech where I can see it, dammit! I'd just imagine spending my precious brain power to 'solve' some unsatisfying and stupid puzzles only to reveal a stinking pile at the end. No thanks.
I'm thinking it all has to do with Jehova I, a bad alien from space. I just found the following link, which will be at the end of this comment. I hope it's wrong, but who can rule it out as completely bogus shite? It's just as plausible as ID or creationism. Find out more at the Church of the Subgenius!!