At seven straight hours of continuous play, with four hours stuck on level 70-something (I know this because an entire episode of Art Bell played in the background meanwhile,) I can corroborate your findings. Thanks to shitty ergonomics (desk level too high,) my shoulder and upper back hurt for a week afterward. Then I reinstalled XP and went back to playing my old games. Damn, now everybody knows I'm a dork.
Why not just use off-the-shelf laptops for calculations and have the durable old-fashioned Apollo-type computers on hand in case the newer tech gets fried by solar radiation? As I recall, they use some rather antiquated computers aboard the shuttles for this very purpose.
Ten women you say? Would you mind providing a mailing address for the Selection Committee? I suddenly have an urge to start padding my resume with all kinds of outrageously faked qualifications.
After all I can imagine someone having an LCD screen in front of his face and stil being able to walk, ride, drive, whatever, but if you need to write something, an email or atricle or some code you either have to go with the keyboard which is big and clunky if you want it comfortable...
I can imagine that too, and I can also imagine the conversations between these digital ultra-multitaskers and the cops while they're explaining what caused them to lose control of their Escalade and plow into the phone booth, or worse.
"Oh goodnes, I am sooo sorry, I was--well, I'm a little embarrassed to say this--but I was instant messaging my friend on the holographic keyboard while driving through the intersection, and this truck just came out of nowhere..." 'Cause things like this will happen as the technology progresses. Nevertheless, the VR-type input and display devices we're talking about will be incredibly useful in the office and the home. I can see warehouse people running around using them for inventory-related applications. Actually, I can see trainloads of yuppies pecking and gesturing at the air in front of them with keyboard gloves, all but oblivous to their surroundings. I'm not being critical of people who want to increase their productivity or anything, but I forsee the ubiquity of computers leading to varieties of social behavior that make the cell-phone culture seem positively normal by comparison. Merry Christmas.
Cute addition there with the head crests a la
"Patlabor." And yet I'm still rather disappointed. Where is the 14' energy sword? Jet boosters? Particle beam rifle? Facetious, yes, but it is strange that amid these dizzying technological advancements, humanity's achievements in the field of robotics, circa 2004, are analagous to the state of automotive technology circa 1904. Nevertheless, that is some pretty damn fine backyard engineering.
Hell, if I got to have a job like that, I don't think I'd ever need paying, as long as they gave me a cardboard box and some occasional munchies (water can be gotten out of the sewer).
Hey man, that's okay if you need a little spare change, as long as you promise not to spend it on malt liquor.
Its a stupid waste of resources, trying to monitor the entire internet(s?).
Why presume that the government's intent is catch terrorists? Whereas the terrorist cells, if they exist, will be using simple code phrases over very mundane discussion boards (gardening, anyone?), dissidents and intellectuals will continue to talk openly over their blogs and whatnot.
When DHS and the rest of these wankers say "domestic security," what they mean is "political security." It's just socially engineering the masses to accept an encroaching state.
Remember the incident a few years back at the Winter Games in Nagano with the US snowboarder getting in trouble for the pot? He said he smoked grass before he rode because it helped him relax and focus. Now, up till that point, marijuana had not officially been on the Olympic Commitee's list of banned substances, but that all changed when their research concluded that yes indeed, getting stoned may increase athletic performance. So now, if you're an Olympic athlete, marijuana is verboten.
I would add my own personal anecdotes in support of their findings, but I seem to have forgotten them for some reason...
Just because 6.2% of people don't have wired phones doesn't mean that the service isn't available to them. A lot of people ditch their wired lines and just use their cell phone.
Correct. Of course, for those who lack either land line or cellphone service, there is a cheaper way to join the telecommunications revolution.
I suggest a collaborative effort between Mr. Whitman's computers and the work of the late Wesley Willis in order to give the album a "more consistant" feel.
I assure you that the mall you've visited is no anomaly. The one I worked in for many years had similar glitches that none of the listless security guards and office types paid attention to. Imagine a Celine Dion CD skipping at 120db for, ahem, well over an hour before the slackjaws were able to do something about it. Mind you, this instance was just a drop in the ocean.
Instead of two people fighting over a slab of bacon, well, it's two nation-states arguing over the oil rights in a third country.
And one shadowy group of weapons manufacturers and international bankers who profit from the carnage, regardless of who "wins." It's all bacon when you see the whole world as your own private feedlot. Plus it's fun watching the animals fight.
Are we one step closer to having Mechs' ala MechWarrior?
Well, there's the Ingram Model '98, but all you get with it is a 25mm revolver with the optional pump shotgun. You *can* get the newer Type '00, but I heard those are a little twitchy--there's supposedly some bad code in the new operating system or something.
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At seven straight hours of continuous play, with four hours stuck on level 70-something (I know this because an entire episode of Art Bell played in the background meanwhile,) I can corroborate your findings. Thanks to shitty ergonomics (desk level too high,) my shoulder and upper back hurt for a week afterward. Then I reinstalled XP and went back to playing my old games. Damn, now everybody knows I'm a dork.
Why not just use off-the-shelf laptops for calculations and have the durable old-fashioned Apollo-type computers on hand in case the newer tech gets fried by solar radiation? As I recall, they use some rather antiquated computers aboard the shuttles for this very purpose.
Ten women you say? Would you mind providing a mailing address for the Selection Committee? I suddenly have an urge to start padding my resume with all kinds of outrageously faked qualifications.
If this thing hits us, a lot of people are going to be fucked. Not Cretaceously fucked, more like Tunkaguska fucked. Am I right?
I can imagine that too, and I can also imagine the conversations between these digital ultra-multitaskers and the cops while they're explaining what caused them to lose control of their Escalade and plow into the phone booth, or worse.
"Oh goodnes, I am sooo sorry, I was--well, I'm a little embarrassed to say this--but I was instant messaging my friend on the holographic keyboard while driving through the intersection, and this truck just came out of nowhere..." 'Cause things like this will happen as the technology progresses. Nevertheless, the VR-type input and display devices we're talking about will be incredibly useful in the office and the home. I can see warehouse people running around using them for inventory-related applications. Actually, I can see trainloads of yuppies pecking and gesturing at the air in front of them with keyboard gloves, all but oblivous to their surroundings. I'm not being critical of people who want to increase their productivity or anything, but I forsee the ubiquity of computers leading to varieties of social behavior that make the cell-phone culture seem positively normal by comparison. Merry Christmas.
And you know some lucky souls are plunking money down right now for that very pupose.
Cute addition there with the head crests a la "Patlabor." And yet I'm still rather disappointed. Where is the 14' energy sword? Jet boosters? Particle beam rifle? Facetious, yes, but it is strange that amid these dizzying technological advancements, humanity's achievements in the field of robotics, circa 2004, are analagous to the state of automotive technology circa 1904. Nevertheless, that is some pretty damn fine backyard engineering.
I prefer "Slashaganda."
Nah. It's just you.
Hey man, that's okay if you need a little spare change, as long as you promise not to spend it on malt liquor.
Why presume that the government's intent is catch terrorists? Whereas the terrorist cells, if they exist, will be using simple code phrases over very mundane discussion boards (gardening, anyone?), dissidents and intellectuals will continue to talk openly over their blogs and whatnot.
When DHS and the rest of these wankers say "domestic security," what they mean is "political security." It's just socially engineering the masses to accept an encroaching state.
And expect me to hang myself in the event that your prognostication comes true.
That is the joke. It's called "dry humor." In this case, very, very dry humor.
Dude, you actually got to watch retards drive bumper cars? Now there's a spectacle that's worth the price of admission.
Yes, a very short school bus. *rimshot*
What's a Linmodem?
Remember the incident a few years back at the Winter Games in Nagano with the US snowboarder getting in trouble for the pot? He said he smoked grass before he rode because it helped him relax and focus. Now, up till that point, marijuana had not officially been on the Olympic Commitee's list of banned substances, but that all changed when their research concluded that yes indeed, getting stoned may increase athletic performance. So now, if you're an Olympic athlete, marijuana is verboten.
I would add my own personal anecdotes in support of their findings, but I seem to have forgotten them for some reason...
Just put the f***in' distro in the basket!
Correct. Of course, for those who lack either land line or cellphone service, there is a cheaper way to join the telecommunications revolution.
Hey man, I didn't say it was convenient.
Yes, but we like planets.
And fruitcake is the oral equivalent of halitosis.
I suggest a collaborative effort between Mr. Whitman's computers and the work of the late Wesley Willis in order to give the album a "more consistant" feel.
I assure you that the mall you've visited is no anomaly. The one I worked in for many years had similar glitches that none of the listless security guards and office types paid attention to. Imagine a Celine Dion CD skipping at 120db for, ahem, well over an hour before the slackjaws were able to do something about it. Mind you, this instance was just a drop in the ocean.
And one shadowy group of weapons manufacturers and international bankers who profit from the carnage, regardless of who "wins." It's all bacon when you see the whole world as your own private feedlot. Plus it's fun watching the animals fight.
This is the way aristocrats think.
Well, there's the Ingram Model '98, but all you get with it is a 25mm revolver with the optional pump shotgun. You *can* get the newer Type '00, but I heard those are a little twitchy--there's supposedly some bad code in the new operating system or something.