Pfft. Richard Stallman is a genius - everybody knows he'd counter that tactic by grabbing Bill's arms and knocking them on his head, saying "Why are you hitting yourself, Bill? Why are you hitting yourself??"
Based on the history of other P2P networks, I imagine it wouldn't be too useful...
"Hello?"
"Hi...may I speak to Madonna?"
"Yes, this is she."
"Uh..this is Madonna?"
"Yes. How can I help you?"
"Well...you don't sound like Madonna."
"Oh? Whom do I sound like then?"
"Well...is this Tom Waits's house?"
either that or you just get the answering machine message looped ad infinitum. Either way, I'm not privy.
The best part about this GuitarBot thing is that if it totally malfunctions and bursts into flame while on stage, people will just think it's part of the act.
Being geeky might help with keeping track of cards, but I think the real skill in poker is the ability to read your opponents body language. That skill doesn't sound like it's a skill that most nerds posess, or they'd get laid more.
Tells are without a doubt the single most overrated aspect of poker. Beginners place so much significance on them and they are in actuality within epsilon of zero significance. If you are playing with absolutely terrible players, can you get a hint of whether or not they're strong or weak based on certain things they do, body language and mannerisms? Yes. Can you do this in the World Series of Poker where you imagine yourself playing at the Final Table and catching a tell off Doyle Brunson that isn't an intentional tell he used to separate you from your money? Probably not. Knowing that the pot is offering you 8-to-1 odds when you are 6-to-1 to make your ace-high flush and there's no pair on board (so there can't be a full house or four of a kind) is much more valuable then guessing and second-guessing what your opponent's scratching his nose three times means, versus his usual two.
My guess is you haven't played much poker for real money, at least not against opponents who aren't god-awful. See? I called your bluff, and I can't even see you!
We're adding a little something to this month's karma contest - as you all know, first prize is a Cadillac Eldorado; anybody wanna see second prize? Second prize is a set of steak knives...Third prize is you're modded down.
I guess it's possible that in a sea of billions of people all desperately seeking sex and money, I'm the only one who actually enjoys those things.
Of course not - I enjoy sex and money as well, but they don't make me a Happy Person. I have a feeling we're going to get trapped in a bit of semantic gymnastics here, but what I'm talking about is lasting happiness - maybe you can call it contentedness perhaps? It's been shown that being rich doesn't make you lastingly happy (perhaps Martin Seligman had a better idea when he proposed a semantic split between these two ideas by using (iirc) "enjoyment" for the relatively fleeting type of happiness provided by hedonism, and "gratification" for the much longer-lasting happiness provided by active involvement in one's life and projects (what Csikszentimihalyi called "flow")) - for example, a study of lottery winners showed that after their initial "holy CRAP IM FUCKING RICH LETS ALL GO BUY PORSCHES AND ABANDON THEM AND THEN BUY MORE" cannon-shot of happiness, they retreat back to their "baseline" - the only thing that makes a *real* difference to increase that baseline somewhat permanently is "flow".
That's funny, I'm looking at the gigantic mountain of evidence, but it seems to be saying the opposite. Maybe mine's broken?
If you look around and see that peoples' level of happiness is in direct proportion to the amount of money and sex they have (contrary to all psychological studies on the subject, btw;)), then I'd say either yours is broken as you posit, or you're gathering all your sample data from MTV.
A bunch of really hot, lazy, horny, well fed people having a good time? Sounds like heaven...
Really? That doesn't sound to me to be much closer to heaven than we are right now. Read Flow by Csikszentmihalyi, or, if you don't feel like spending money on books or going down to the library, perhaps you might consider the gigantic mountain of evidence you see everywhere around you on a daily basis that tells you that the Good Life has within epsilon of nothing to do with Fine Wine, Money, and Orgasms. Or to put it another way: imagine someone in 1800 saying how wonderful it would be when the time comes around when people don't have to farm their own food, don't have to work 12-14 hour days, and are totally free to realize their own potential. In a society that great and advanced, happiness would be the law of the land and nobody would ever be depressed, right?
this is an excellent idea. It is with this in mind that I will invent a nasally-administered substance to calm human beings down. I shall call it "Co-nostrilinial Novocaine", or "cocaine" for short. To the patent office!
I've heard rumors that at some school, where the administration isn't out to torture the students, they let the students wear paths in the fields, and laid down walkways in the worn paths.
I've heard this anecdote too, except the only corroboration I could find for it was from Roger von Oech's "Creative Whack Pack" (probably also in his book "A Whack to the Side of the Head" [both of which are excellent resources for those milkshake-brain moments where you seem to be treading water in your current project). Anyway, blockquoth the Oech:
"An architect built a cluster of office buildings around a central green. When construction was completed, the landscape crew asked him where he wanted the sidewalks. 'Just plant the grass solidly between the buildings,' was his reply. By late summer the new lawn was laced with paths of trodden grass between the buildings. These paths turned in easy curves and were sized according to traffic flow. In the fall, the architect simply paved the paths. Not only did the paths have a design beauty, they responded directly to user needs."
You know you're in too-much-coffee land when after reading that your first thought is of a Manpower executive using the profit from the difference in employer's cost and employee's salary to finance dainty frolics through open fields.
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....Does this mean Sesame Street is going to lose 1/26th of its sponsorship funds??
Pfft. Richard Stallman is a genius - everybody knows he'd counter that tactic by grabbing Bill's arms and knocking them on his head, saying "Why are you hitting yourself, Bill? Why are you hitting yourself??"
Yeah, but a fair maiden with only a singleton combined with a patch covering the unenhanced side can walk my plank any day. Arr!
I never took Marketing in college, but I'm guessing a book titled Applescript: The Unnecessary Manual would sell even fewer copies.
God. How....Proustian. *swirls brandy*
Pfft. Don't believe this heathen. "Sabbath" has always and will always mean only one thing: METAL .
Based on the history of other P2P networks, I imagine it wouldn't be too useful... "Hello?" "Hi...may I speak to Madonna?" "Yes, this is she." "Uh..this is Madonna?" "Yes. How can I help you?" "Well...you don't sound like Madonna." "Oh? Whom do I sound like then?" "Well...is this Tom Waits's house?" either that or you just get the answering machine message looped ad infinitum. Either way, I'm not privy.
The best part about this GuitarBot thing is that if it totally malfunctions and bursts into flame while on stage, people will just think it's part of the act.
Don't worry - Bill O'Reilly's new book will be out soon.
Arrr! Your scurvy markup be awry, says I!
Being geeky might help with keeping track of cards, but I think the real skill in poker is the ability to read your opponents body language. That skill doesn't sound like it's a skill that most nerds posess, or they'd get laid more.
Tells are without a doubt the single most overrated aspect of poker. Beginners place so much significance on them and they are in actuality within epsilon of zero significance. If you are playing with absolutely terrible players, can you get a hint of whether or not they're strong or weak based on certain things they do, body language and mannerisms? Yes. Can you do this in the World Series of Poker where you imagine yourself playing at the Final Table and catching a tell off Doyle Brunson that isn't an intentional tell he used to separate you from your money? Probably not. Knowing that the pot is offering you 8-to-1 odds when you are 6-to-1 to make your ace-high flush and there's no pair on board (so there can't be a full house or four of a kind) is much more valuable then guessing and second-guessing what your opponent's scratching his nose three times means, versus his usual two.
My guess is you haven't played much poker for real money, at least not against opponents who aren't god-awful. See? I called your bluff, and I can't even see you!
Maybe if you would quit sniffing glue... :P
Oh. Do I have your attention now?
Be careful with that joke - it's an antique. :P
Two?
Of course not - I enjoy sex and money as well, but they don't make me a Happy Person. I have a feeling we're going to get trapped in a bit of semantic gymnastics here, but what I'm talking about is lasting happiness - maybe you can call it contentedness perhaps? It's been shown that being rich doesn't make you lastingly happy (perhaps Martin Seligman had a better idea when he proposed a semantic split between these two ideas by using (iirc) "enjoyment" for the relatively fleeting type of happiness provided by hedonism, and "gratification" for the much longer-lasting happiness provided by active involvement in one's life and projects (what Csikszentimihalyi called "flow")) - for example, a study of lottery winners showed that after their initial "holy CRAP IM FUCKING RICH LETS ALL GO BUY PORSCHES AND ABANDON THEM AND THEN BUY MORE" cannon-shot of happiness, they retreat back to their "baseline" - the only thing that makes a *real* difference to increase that baseline somewhat permanently is "flow".
If you look around and see that peoples' level of happiness is in direct proportion to the amount of money and sex they have (contrary to all psychological studies on the subject, btw ;)), then I'd say either yours is broken as you posit, or you're gathering all your sample data from MTV.
Really? That doesn't sound to me to be much closer to heaven than we are right now. Read Flow by Csikszentmihalyi, or, if you don't feel like spending money on books or going down to the library, perhaps you might consider the gigantic mountain of evidence you see everywhere around you on a daily basis that tells you that the Good Life has within epsilon of nothing to do with Fine Wine, Money, and Orgasms. Or to put it another way: imagine someone in 1800 saying how wonderful it would be when the time comes around when people don't have to farm their own food, don't have to work 12-14 hour days, and are totally free to realize their own potential. In a society that great and advanced, happiness would be the law of the land and nobody would ever be depressed, right?
Well the far more interesting question then is "how the hell does one go about stealing Mount Rushmore?"
INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW!
this is an excellent idea. It is with this in mind that I will invent a nasally-administered substance to calm human beings down. I shall call it "Co-nostrilinial Novocaine", or "cocaine" for short. To the patent office!
When you can snatch the DVI adapter out of my hand, grasshopper, it will be time for you to upgrade.
That's easy - Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On." The trick is it only works when played anywhere other than your parents' basement.
Here is an excellent turn-based game - you and your fellow employees can take turns saying "I enjoy the fact that I have a job!"
I've heard this anecdote too, except the only corroboration I could find for it was from Roger von Oech's "Creative Whack Pack" (probably also in his book "A Whack to the Side of the Head" [both of which are excellent resources for those milkshake-brain moments where you seem to be treading water in your current project). Anyway, blockquoth the Oech:
You know you're in too-much-coffee land when after reading that your first thought is of a Manpower executive using the profit from the difference in employer's cost and employee's salary to finance dainty frolics through open fields.
(-1, Sexuality Questioning)