If you consume more calories than you use, you gain weight. It's really that simple.
This presumes that the body is a perfect translator of calories into energy.
If you reduce the ability of your body to effectively translate calories into energy, then variance in consumption has little effect on energy output.
Like a car with a carburetor turned way too rich, it consumes scads of fuel but doesn't produce much energy output.
For years, mankind only saw the connection between the gas pedal and the engine. Now we see the connection between the gas pedal and the carburetor and the engine.
My office just issued new ID swipe tags which they supplied with a rediculously short neck cord. (I find it really uncomfortable to have a plastic card banging against my nipples all day. Its really distracting.)
I find any ID/branding on the part of my employer annoying. Unless I'm in a frikkin laser weapon factory, I find having to wear them on my belt, chest or around my neck to be invasive.
So I stopped doing so about 3 years ago. I just jammed the card in my wallet and that was that. The elevators are "unlocked" by the card, so I'd just lean against the card scanner (which was at waist height) whenever I needed to unlock the elevator.
I never, ever, ever got any comment about refusing to wear the card on my chest, belt or around my neck. I expected to be hassled and I wasn't. Every single person I worked with, though, happily wore the dancing card on the glittery chain around their necks like they were some sort of carefree puppy with the leash pulled out of their owner's hand. I wonder if the third reich got started that way.
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As a former commercial pilot, I disagree.
With a few exceptions, autopilots in planes are about as useful as cruise control on the highway - they alleviate a lot of mindless work but reduce your ability to ramp up quickly to the state of the vehicle if a sudden emergency should occur.
Yes there are CAT III/Autoland units, approaches and airports, but they are few, far between, and dodgy enough that there isn't a pilot who's flown one who hasn't ghosted the controls throughout.
Removing the pilot, who makes $180 in salary during your average 4 hour hop, would be INSANE considering he or she is roughly the cost of two senior flight attendants, or about 1/67th what the fuel costs for that flight.
It isn't a video game up there. You take out the humans and you're dead, my friend.
Oh, and those little commuters carry closer to 450 gallons of fuel, not 30.
I always have trouble with those quizzes. Type A PhDs do well at them. So I guess you're not interested in me, Google, cause I have other skills.
Like I've started several companies and made most of them successful. I've solved some incredibly hard technical problems and earned real patents (not the new fake kind) for my work. So you probably wouldn't be interested in me, Google. I wouldn't wear black and drink 4$ coffee and be mathy in an eclectic way like you dream your employees could be.
But if you guys want to do something more interesting than search, and can take a break from your mathematical one-upsmanship, let me know and we'll talk.
Heh... just kidding. I just loved your post and would have loved to see you discuss "work ethic." See, the phrase "work ethic" is one of my hot button phrases. I hear it all the time in upper management:
Her: "How's John's work ethic?"
Him: "Slipping. We had an all hands meeting Sunday morning and he wasn't there for the team."
Her: "Okay, well we have the headcount reduction for the stock uptick pre-Q3."
Him: "Gotcha."
I mean - VOMIT! Since when did we (speaking for the U.S. here) become such a fascist bunch of morons? Was it when the Japanese started building those odd but surprisingly robust vehicles while ours rusted on the assembly line? Did we look at their slavering masses doing jumping jacks in the company courtyard at 6am and feel a twinge of fear that somehow we were getting softer, less competitive, less virile?
When, dear reader, did we sacrifice our families, our communities and our freedoms for that bitter bitter pill called "work ethic"???!?!?
I respect the fact that your priorities do not include building your own box, but if you bought an Alienware then you are obviously an enthusiastic user, so I'll make this observation: for enthusiastic users, I believe it is worthwhile taking the several days of research, couple hours of ordering and three hours of labor to assemble your own machine. I recently built a nice gaming rig for about $900, and the thing I like about it is that I view the entire machine as an assembly of replacable parts. It is a known quantity from top to bottom for me. I feel like I can diagnose or repair any issues it may have in the future, and I know the best ways to hop it up as time passes and I grow restless with its performance after a few years. I went through much the same process as you, eventually deciding on an Alienware or Falcon system, but I pulled out of that decision in the end and rolled my own. The money saved, the learning experience, the sense of pride and the control over the box made rolling my own an invaluable experience. This is less of a note to the parent poster and more of a note to those contemplating buy vs build.
As a professional pilot with thousands of hours of command flight experience, as well as several thousand hours instructing others in how to fly airplanes, I'll boil it down for you fine people so you can see the issues at stake.
Jet cars without wings will plummet to the earth the second an interruption in power occurs. Heck, helicopters can autorotate safely to the surface if they lose power, but a jet car without wings?
Car-width jet cars with a lifting body and no wings would have to go so insanely fast to keep from stalling that you'd need long runways/highways with no trees on each end to have a hope of surviving takeoff or landing. And roll-stability would SUCK.
Jet cars that can be piloted where the driver wishes are called jet airplanes. They require training of some sort to operate, and therefore licensing is required. If you decide to pilot your vehicle into the clouds and into the side of a B747, you're going to find out in a real hurry what's at the end of the blue tunnel. And so will 300 others.
Jet cars that can not be piloted where the driver wishes are called coffins. Dude, we don't even let Predator land by itself, and while CatIII autopilots do exist, I can tell you that a commercial autopilot system to autoland you at the 7-11 parking lot without whacking you into nearby structures, automobiles and children on bicycles just ain't in the province of present tech.
And lastly, and I'm no authority on people, but it ain't just soccer-moms and Nascar-dads who're gonna fly these things. It's also THOSE people who're gonna drive them. You know... thooooooose people. Uh huh.
Ever been flying a plane at night with lots of nifty glass-cockpit crap in it, little moving-map displays with color weather radar overlays that show your airplane inching around the nasty thunderstorm and then rejoining your route at the cost of 43.657 seconds? Ever feel like the master of your universe as you transit a Class B cluster of megaports while eyeballing the informational overlay showing fuel flow, range, GS, TC and the like, as ATC soothes you with occasional handoffs and the odd heading change?
Ever have it all go black as pitch in a heartbeat, with you fumbling for your flashlight, and half an antiquated partial panel, a stopwatch, a wad of Jepp charts and a merrily bouncing mag compass between you and destiny?
What saved you then, brave airman, as your synthetic vision system "tunnel in the sky" caressed you with its blank black silence?
While walking to class one day at Cornell I saw a fellow pulling a quarter-scale airplane (about the size of a small trailer) across a parking lot towards one of the ancient 1800's buildings there. He was pulling it by the tail like a sort of baby elephant. My curiosity level went through the roof of course and I walked with him and introduced myself. Turns out he was an entomologist (bug scientist). The plane had a cool net on the top to catch bugs! He would fly it above crops (like corn or whatever) at night with lights on the plane, and throw a switch on the controller to raise a net above the plane (roughly over the center of gravity - over the wing). The net would take a sample of bugs that he would study later. This allowed him to study crop entomology really well. He took me up to his workshop that resembled a science lab coupled with an airplane hangar, all in a gothic ancient building. Good god, it was so cool.
I was just blown away by the incredible intelligence, positive attitude and intellectual curiosity of the students, profs and researchers at Cornell. I was a pretty jaded guy before I went to Cornell, but the spirit of the people on that hill over lake Cayuga both humbled and inspired me. I'll remember that place and those people forever.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is a flight plan. Now how the hell you gonna die because some FAA form can't get filled out right? All it was was a paperwork requirement. Planes still fly, pilots still know how to land them rubber side down.
I've seen first hand how they rape the forests, the mountains, etc. [...] They take out the large hardwoods that provide acorns for deer and other small animals and replace them with pine, so now the pines grow unabated
I used to be a forest fire patrol pilot for a state division of forestry. You're right on the money there. A real forest is a collage of mini-ecosystems , and from the air, it looks like a random splothing of all sorts of different colors, because there are all sorts of different kinds of trees, forest bedding, bushes, grasses, etc.
But when I fly over a "managed" forest, which is far too much of the country these days, all I see is row upon row of laser-straight-planted pines. They are planted on a grid so straight you can see moire (sp?) patterns in the grid.
And you wanna know what happens when fire hits one of those pine forests? Good god, it goes through it like, um, wildfire. The pine resin at high temps burns just like napalm, and the forest belches fire from one end to the other that looks like a lava flow, a napalm strike, etc.
And I've stood in those "managed forests" alone before, inspecting them. You can't hear a damned thing except the sound of the wind in the pines. No birds, no squirrels, no nothing. Just the wind.
Is it just me, or does anyone else find it deeply impressive that Cornell University addresses ethics with regard to science/engineering? In a world where so many geeks just build anything they're tasked with building, it's nice to know that there are some classic academics, educators, scientists and students up in Ithaca who give a damn about this world and their impact on it.
While your observations are in fact highly detailed and correct, it was immediately apparent to me that these could not be true Longhorn screenshots.
Why? Well when I looked at the screenshots I could clearly see "DEVELOPERS!"
This contradicts the clear vision set forth by Steve Ballme for Longhorn, which is "DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVEL OPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS! DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELO PERS!"
I'm surprised none of you guys and gals picked up on this.
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This presumes that the body is a perfect translator of calories into energy.
If you reduce the ability of your body to effectively translate calories into energy, then variance in consumption has little effect on energy output.
Like a car with a carburetor turned way too rich, it consumes scads of fuel but doesn't produce much energy output.
For years, mankind only saw the connection between the gas pedal and the engine. Now we see the connection between the gas pedal and the carburetor and the engine.
This is what low-carbohydrate diets do.
In my opinion, Carly is the reincarnation of Chainsaw Al Dunlap. Same process, same results.
We in Texas are very proud of our tree.
My office just issued new ID swipe tags which they supplied with a rediculously short neck cord. (I find it really uncomfortable to have a plastic card banging against my nipples all day. Its really distracting.)
I find any ID/branding on the part of my employer annoying. Unless I'm in a frikkin laser weapon factory, I find having to wear them on my belt, chest or around my neck to be invasive.
So I stopped doing so about 3 years ago. I just jammed the card in my wallet and that was that. The elevators are "unlocked" by the card, so I'd just lean against the card scanner (which was at waist height) whenever I needed to unlock the elevator.
I never, ever, ever got any comment about refusing to wear the card on my chest, belt or around my neck. I expected to be hassled and I wasn't. Every single person I worked with, though, happily wore the dancing card on the glittery chain around their necks like they were some sort of carefree puppy with the leash pulled out of their owner's hand. I wonder if the third reich got started that way.
As a former commercial pilot, I disagree.
With a few exceptions, autopilots in planes are about as useful as cruise control on the highway - they alleviate a lot of mindless work but reduce your ability to ramp up quickly to the state of the vehicle if a sudden emergency should occur.
Yes there are CAT III/Autoland units, approaches and airports, but they are few, far between, and dodgy enough that there isn't a pilot who's flown one who hasn't ghosted the controls throughout.
Removing the pilot, who makes $180 in salary during your average 4 hour hop, would be INSANE considering he or she is roughly the cost of two senior flight attendants, or about 1/67th what the fuel costs for that flight.
It isn't a video game up there. You take out the humans and you're dead, my friend.
Oh, and those little commuters carry closer to 450 gallons of fuel, not 30.
In Soviet Russia, joke tells YOU!
I always have trouble with those quizzes. Type A PhDs do well at them. So I guess you're not interested in me, Google, cause I have other skills.
Like I've started several companies and made most of them successful. I've solved some incredibly hard technical problems and earned real patents (not the new fake kind) for my work. So you probably wouldn't be interested in me, Google. I wouldn't wear black and drink 4$ coffee and be mathy in an eclectic way like you dream your employees could be.
But if you guys want to do something more interesting than search, and can take a break from your mathematical one-upsmanship, let me know and we'll talk.
So maybe the fall of the American empire would be a good thing. Today's Romans enjoy a healthier and more pleasant lifestyle than America does.
Where's your work ethic, man?!
Heh... just kidding. I just loved your post and would have loved to see you discuss "work ethic." See, the phrase "work ethic" is one of my hot button phrases. I hear it all the time in upper management:
I mean - VOMIT! Since when did we (speaking for the U.S. here) become such a fascist bunch of morons? Was it when the Japanese started building those odd but surprisingly robust vehicles while ours rusted on the assembly line? Did we look at their slavering masses doing jumping jacks in the company courtyard at 6am and feel a twinge of fear that somehow we were getting softer, less competitive, less virile?When, dear reader, did we sacrifice our families, our communities and our freedoms for that bitter bitter pill called "work ethic"???!?!?
Oh! Oh! There's a ring around....
Oh, this isn't Uranus.
Damn you!
Damn you to hell!
I can smash, steal, set fire to or urinate on a car
Your analogy is noted.
How many people read "NT Object Filing System" as "NT Flying Object System"? C'mon now, be honest.
God I must have dyslexia.
Dude, Eniac computed artillery trajectories. A PS2 could probably do the onboard realtime guidance, nav and detonation sequence :-)
I respect the fact that your priorities do not include building your own box, but if you bought an Alienware then you are obviously an enthusiastic user, so I'll make this observation: for enthusiastic users, I believe it is worthwhile taking the several days of research, couple hours of ordering and three hours of labor to assemble your own machine. I recently built a nice gaming rig for about $900, and the thing I like about it is that I view the entire machine as an assembly of replacable parts. It is a known quantity from top to bottom for me. I feel like I can diagnose or repair any issues it may have in the future, and I know the best ways to hop it up as time passes and I grow restless with its performance after a few years. I went through much the same process as you, eventually deciding on an Alienware or Falcon system, but I pulled out of that decision in the end and rolled my own. The money saved, the learning experience, the sense of pride and the control over the box made rolling my own an invaluable experience. This is less of a note to the parent poster and more of a note to those contemplating buy vs build.
Jet cars without wings will plummet to the earth the second an interruption in power occurs. Heck, helicopters can autorotate safely to the surface if they lose power, but a jet car without wings?
Car-width jet cars with a lifting body and no wings would have to go so insanely fast to keep from stalling that you'd need long runways/highways with no trees on each end to have a hope of surviving takeoff or landing. And roll-stability would SUCK.
Jet cars that can be piloted where the driver wishes are called jet airplanes. They require training of some sort to operate, and therefore licensing is required. If you decide to pilot your vehicle into the clouds and into the side of a B747, you're going to find out in a real hurry what's at the end of the blue tunnel. And so will 300 others.
Jet cars that can not be piloted where the driver wishes are called coffins. Dude, we don't even let Predator land by itself, and while CatIII autopilots do exist, I can tell you that a commercial autopilot system to autoland you at the 7-11 parking lot without whacking you into nearby structures, automobiles and children on bicycles just ain't in the province of present tech.
And lastly, and I'm no authority on people, but it ain't just soccer-moms and Nascar-dads who're gonna fly these things. It's also THOSE people who're gonna drive them. You know... thooooooose people. Uh huh.
Ever have it all go black as pitch in a heartbeat, with you fumbling for your flashlight, and half an antiquated partial panel, a stopwatch, a wad of Jepp charts and a merrily bouncing mag compass between you and destiny?
What saved you then, brave airman, as your synthetic vision system "tunnel in the sky" caressed you with its blank black silence?
While walking to class one day at Cornell I saw a fellow pulling a quarter-scale airplane (about the size of a small trailer) across a parking lot towards one of the ancient 1800's buildings there. He was pulling it by the tail like a sort of baby elephant. My curiosity level went through the roof of course and I walked with him and introduced myself. Turns out he was an entomologist (bug scientist). The plane had a cool net on the top to catch bugs! He would fly it above crops (like corn or whatever) at night with lights on the plane, and throw a switch on the controller to raise a net above the plane (roughly over the center of gravity - over the wing). The net would take a sample of bugs that he would study later. This allowed him to study crop entomology really well. He took me up to his workshop that resembled a science lab coupled with an airplane hangar, all in a gothic ancient building. Good god, it was so cool.
I was just blown away by the incredible intelligence, positive attitude and intellectual curiosity of the students, profs and researchers at Cornell. I was a pretty jaded guy before I went to Cornell, but the spirit of the people on that hill over lake Cayuga both humbled and inspired me. I'll remember that place and those people forever.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is a flight plan. Now how the hell you gonna die because some FAA form can't get filled out right? All it was was a paperwork requirement. Planes still fly, pilots still know how to land them rubber side down.
I've seen first hand how they rape the forests, the mountains, etc. [...] They take out the large hardwoods that provide acorns for deer and other small animals and replace them with pine, so now the pines grow unabated
I used to be a forest fire patrol pilot for a state division of forestry. You're right on the money there. A real forest is a collage of mini-ecosystems , and from the air, it looks like a random splothing of all sorts of different colors, because there are all sorts of different kinds of trees, forest bedding, bushes, grasses, etc.
But when I fly over a "managed" forest, which is far too much of the country these days, all I see is row upon row of laser-straight-planted pines. They are planted on a grid so straight you can see moire (sp?) patterns in the grid.
And you wanna know what happens when fire hits one of those pine forests? Good god, it goes through it like, um, wildfire. The pine resin at high temps burns just like napalm, and the forest belches fire from one end to the other that looks like a lava flow, a napalm strike, etc.
And I've stood in those "managed forests" alone before, inspecting them. You can't hear a damned thing except the sound of the wind in the pines. No birds, no squirrels, no nothing. Just the wind.
Is it just me, or does anyone else find it deeply impressive that Cornell University addresses ethics with regard to science/engineering? In a world where so many geeks just build anything they're tasked with building, it's nice to know that there are some classic academics, educators, scientists and students up in Ithaca who give a damn about this world and their impact on it.
Why? Well when I looked at the screenshots I could clearly see "DEVELOPERS!"
This contradicts the clear vision set forth by Steve Ballme for Longhorn, which is "DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVEL OPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS! DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELOPERS!DEVELO PERS!"
I'm surprised none of you guys and gals picked up on this.
-Old Telco Guy