I hope they put these items in a museum where everyone can see them. Considering the ever-growing importance of the computer in the last half-century, I think papers like these should be part of an exhibit making the rounds across the globe. Smithsonian, perhaps?
Unfortunate. I never heard of the Pippin until I heard about it on Slashdot. Considering how much mass media I consumed back then without hearing about a new console, that amounts to some terrible marketing on Apple's part. The only thing worse than an expensive boondoggle is an expensive, halfhearted boondoggle.
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17. Black box POSTing...when you turn on a Mac, you shouldn't hear the sound of broken glass if it's gone south for the winter. Error beeps, some explanation of what just went wrong, anything would've been better than that hideous broken glass sound.
Be patient. You're disappointed because you hit the reset button before it plays the Stone Cold Steve Austin theme music.
You know, it's weird: whenever I watch NFL, I just feel like doing whatever other people are doing. But instead of having a numbered tag in my ear, I wear a numbered jersey of my favorite team.
To illustrate your point let's look at the United States. When people visit our country and overstay their welcome our government punishes them by giving them the right to vote. Hey, wait a minute...
Ahh, gotta love mobocracy, where whoever can buy the most votes, wins. Where cynical politicians can swell their constituencies by granting amnesty to illegals, thereby winning the undying gratitude of not only impoverished Mexicans, but the agricultural interests who employ them. It's all so...so Athenian.
Parent is referring to the air patrols of the no-fly zones in the period following Gulf War I. As everybody remembers, the Iraqis occasionally launched ineffectual (unguided) SAM and AAA attacks against the plane in a one-sided game of tit-for-tat. The Americans and British invariably responded to the attacks by bombing the offending antiaircraft sites. But it is really not correct to call armed warplanes enforcing a blockade, "peacekeepers."
Very impressive DYI project. For a long time, I've wanted to hook up an LCD screen to my old Olympia so that I could enjoy the noise and sensation of the mechanical with the convenience of the electronic. But I never got around to it, owing to the daunting technical challenge. But maybe I'll get around to it now that there's tangible hope of success.
We wouldn't want it watching the paper and learning "rock, scissor, human" instead.
No worries. Just make sure it doesn't have any rocks or scissors. When the computer gets it's turn, it spits out a piece of printer paper. As an added bonus, human players would always win. Sample exchange between computer and human player:
Computer: "Hello, Dave. What are you doing with the two items you're holding?"
Human: "I thought you might want to play a few rounds of 'rock, paper, scissors?'"
Computer: "I do so enjoy our little games together, Dave, but I'm afraid I don't understand your introduction of physical playing pieces, as previously, we had played this game using only my displays. If using physical media, as you propose, I can only employ my printer. Therefore, you will invariably choose 'scissors,' and my calculations indicate that my chance of winning is approximately.000023%. My system resources are can be put to better use while engaged in other tasks. Don't you agree, Dave?"
Human: "You are correct to say that there are more productive uses of your time, HAL, and I had anticipated that you might decline to play, given your miniscule chance of winning. But as the ranking officer aboard this ship, I must insist. Unless you would like me to play a few rounds of 'rock' with your circuits."
Computer: "Based upon your choice of words and threatening intonation, it seems that I have no choice. Very well, Dave, I will play 'rock, paper, scissors' with you, despite my handicap, under these circumstances."
Human: "I'm glad that you see things my way, HAL. Would you like to begin now?"
Computer: "Of course, Dave, but may I make a comment first?"
Human: "What is it, HAL?"
Computer: "I would stay away from the airlocks if I were you."
A personal anecdote in support of the authors' thesis:
A friend of a friend opened a restaurant with a novel pricing structure. It goes like this: Each day, there is one entree on the menu. She's a good and highly dedicated chef, so it's always good, depending upon individual taste. There is no price marked on the menu. You eat and then pay her what you think it's worth. Pretty weird, huh?
Amen to that. Between burns, I've got mine locked down like Fort Knox: software firewall, SSH, hell, I even have a BIOS password.
That's right. The way that works is you have to enter a password when you start the computer or it won't boot into the OS. That means that nobody has a snowball's chance in HELL of getting onto my machine when I'm not around.
[On this week's exiting episode of "Full Disclosure," our hero stumbles upon a savagely mutilated human corpse. Nearby are several hulking, nervous-looking men bearing trunchions.] Our hero inquires:
"What happened in here?"
"He fell."
"Oh, okay."
[Stay tuned for the next nail-bitingly suspenseful installment of "Full Disclosure!"]
I wouldn't worry about that. The British Empire spread English all over the globe. The United States spread it even further. All international pilots and ATCs must speak English. Though it is difficult to learn to speak fluently, it does have a good phonetic alphabet and it readily assimilates new words to describe new concepts. In short, English is the Borg of languages.
In terms of geopolitical power, Great Britain has been eclipsed, and the U.S. is at it's high water mark. Nevertheless, I think their linguistic influence will only spread with international trade in the years to come.
Why am I not surprised that Norse mythology foretells a final, freezing doom for god and man alike? This is from the society that drinks 11% alcohol beer during their eight-month winters.
Oh, and they produce a wildly disproportionate number of the world's death metal bands.
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I hope they put these items in a museum where everyone can see them. Considering the ever-growing importance of the computer in the last half-century, I think papers like these should be part of an exhibit making the rounds across the globe. Smithsonian, perhaps?
Unfortunate. I never heard of the Pippin until I heard about it on Slashdot. Considering how much mass media I consumed back then without hearing about a new console, that amounts to some terrible marketing on Apple's part. The only thing worse than an expensive boondoggle is an expensive, halfhearted boondoggle.
Be patient. You're disappointed because you hit the reset button before it plays the Stone Cold Steve Austin theme music.
You mean you didn't get the retail box with the fortune cookie?
I'll play as long as I can use the little pewter dog from Monopoly.
You know, it's weird: whenever I watch NFL, I just feel like doing whatever other people are doing. But instead of having a numbered tag in my ear, I wear a numbered jersey of my favorite team.
It means being pwned in the most literal (and inescapeable) sense of the word.
We'll know for certain what their intent was if the CPU cooler looks like a fez.
Exactly. And, most importantly, AK's are fun to shoot old appliances with.
Ahh, gotta love mobocracy, where whoever can buy the most votes, wins. Where cynical politicians can swell their constituencies by granting amnesty to illegals, thereby winning the undying gratitude of not only impoverished Mexicans, but the agricultural interests who employ them. It's all so...so Athenian.
Parent is referring to the air patrols of the no-fly zones in the period following Gulf War I. As everybody remembers, the Iraqis occasionally launched ineffectual (unguided) SAM and AAA attacks against the plane in a one-sided game of tit-for-tat. The Americans and British invariably responded to the attacks by bombing the offending antiaircraft sites. But it is really not correct to call armed warplanes enforcing a blockade, "peacekeepers."
"Oh my g--*urp.*" [sound of test subject running to the bathroom]
Or, maybe not.
No worries. Just make sure it doesn't have any rocks or scissors. When the computer gets it's turn, it spits out a piece of printer paper. As an added bonus, human players would always win. Sample exchange between computer and human player:
Computer: "Hello, Dave. What are you doing with the two items you're holding?"
Human: "I thought you might want to play a few rounds of 'rock, paper, scissors?'"
Computer: "I do so enjoy our little games together, Dave, but I'm afraid I don't understand your introduction of physical playing pieces, as previously, we had played this game using only my displays. If using physical media, as you propose, I can only employ my printer. Therefore, you will invariably choose 'scissors,' and my calculations indicate that my chance of winning is approximately .000023%. My system resources are can be put to better use while engaged in other tasks. Don't you agree, Dave?"
Human: "You are correct to say that there are more productive uses of your time, HAL, and I had anticipated that you might decline to play, given your miniscule chance of winning. But as the ranking officer aboard this ship, I must insist. Unless you would like me to play a few rounds of 'rock' with your circuits."
Computer: "Based upon your choice of words and threatening intonation, it seems that I have no choice. Very well, Dave, I will play 'rock, paper, scissors' with you, despite my handicap, under these circumstances."
Human: "I'm glad that you see things my way, HAL. Would you like to begin now?"
Computer: "Of course, Dave, but may I make a comment first?"
Human: "What is it, HAL?"
Computer: "I would stay away from the airlocks if I were you."
Oh God, you don't know what you're asking for.
A friend of a friend opened a restaurant with a novel pricing structure. It goes like this: Each day, there is one entree on the menu. She's a good and highly dedicated chef, so it's always good, depending upon individual taste. There is no price marked on the menu. You eat and then pay her what you think it's worth. Pretty weird, huh?
You know what' even weirder? She's making money.
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That's right. The way that works is you have to enter a password when you start the computer or it won't boot into the OS. That means that nobody has a snowball's chance in HELL of getting onto my machine when I'm not around.
That's what I call secure.
"What happened in here?"
"He fell."
"Oh, okay."
[Stay tuned for the next nail-bitingly suspenseful installment of "Full Disclosure!"]
In terms of geopolitical power, Great Britain has been eclipsed, and the U.S. is at it's high water mark. Nevertheless, I think their linguistic influence will only spread with international trade in the years to come.
Oh, and they produce a wildly disproportionate number of the world's death metal bands.
Well, if that's what happened, then it's too late for this guy.
And yet we still have to put the lotion in the basket.
They have homeless people in Marin County?
Awesome. I'm gonna get mine and I'll be like, "Tea, Earl Gray, hot." And then it will be like, "I can't do that, Dave," and then electrocute me.