I actually had to put my Diablo 2 cds up for the time being because I needed to work on projects. For some reason, one day a month or so ago, I decided to play as a Paladin instead of my favorite Amazon character.
It's been like playing a whole new game. I have to admit that Mephisto was a royal pain. I had to strand him across a channel and chuck axes at his head for 15 minutes. Going to to toe with him was just a really bad idea:P
Of course the fact that my amazon packs around a socketed heavy crossbow filled with perfect gems and has a valkryie as a backup might have something to do with that lol
My other two favorite games tend to be underrated ones - Arcanum and Age of Wonders
Same here. Lots of math, a lot of C and C++, ASM, and prolog along with some other assorted things for fun. You forgot the bane of my existance, though - Scheme/Lisp.
I grok recursion, but a language which is basically entirely recursive made my head hurt a bit. The fact that it was at 8am made it worse =]
You could basically tell the ones who really did their assignments at my uni. We were the ones in the Sun labs at all hours. Not all of them were the best, but you had to give them credit for doing the work themselves.
One of the better moments in there was sitting down with some networking code while writing a fairly simple web server and realizing that the supplied code for the more complex things (this was supposed to be the "fun" project at the end of the quarter) was broken. Turned out some of the other had been trying to figure out why none of their programs worked at all for quite some time when I pointed the error out to the TA who wrote the code.
And then you have the meetings that I was a part of while I was a team lead where the director, who was extremely fond of micromanaging, wanted to know everything about everything and have his opinion heard (and generally used) for all of it.
Those things stretched for hours and made me want to gnaw off my arm to get away...
you are living in a fantasy world if you expect your dad to mind his own business.
He lives on his own and pays for his own things. I think that is more than sufficient reason to expect his father to mind his own business where things like that are concerned. If his father doesn't, then, speaking quite honestly, the man needs to get a life of his own...
spinning in circles and shooting rockets out my butt
You may want to try the mild chili instead =]
In all seriousness though, I tend to agree with the "more thought, less twitch" sentiment. The last FPS games I picked up were Doom and Heretic. I generally do puzzle, strategy and the occasional rpg now.
Magazine editor and software developer here (though more editing than developing of late). I sometimes do the initial edits on paper but that's just because at times it's easier to red-ink things that need to be changed then change them all at once.
I used to get the same thing. I also used to get accused of doing nothing but playing on my computer when I was working on programming assignments for college if I was at their house.
Finally, someone who points out the (admittedly painful) truth. Most real jobs are gained because you were able to do an end run around HR and talk to the real people in charge.
This is often done by having an "in" in the company you want to work for. Sometimes, however (as in my case), it is done by standing out in a crowd and being able to chat comfortably with random people.
In my case, I decided to be different and wear a sign which announced my availability on my backpack when I went to a tech conference last year. I ended up getting stopped by a lot of people there who ran companies. =]
You forget the fact that it would be possible to set up a barrier for the sand (say made of wood or plastic) which would keep the path of the door clear of sand while allowing the rest of the room to be filled.
Along a similar vein, quite a few years ago, a group of people I knew prepared for their prank by stealing road cones, barrels, and even a few detour signs and hiding them in a wooded lot.
One night, they removed all of the collected items from the lot and used it to make a detour route for a non existant road works project. The detour literally led people around in circles. I guess it took quite a while before the cops figured out what was going on.
I think my favorite CalTec prank that I heard about from someone who attended came from a physics prof of mine.
One of his classmates decided to go home to Huston the week before finals to spend time with his girlfriend. The other people in the building decided to leave a bit of a surprise for him to find upon his return.
He opened the door and saw that his room was now filled with about a foot of sand and, in the middle of the room, contained a room-height scale replica of an oil derek made from rebar.
Aparently it took him all day with a cutting torch to remove the derek and several more to deal with the sand.
Personally, I would have probably brought in an inflatable palm tree and a hammock so I could have the cabana room =]
Actually, most state universities (and some companies) have rules that they have to interview for open positions unless someone internally wants the position. Often times, the powers that be already have someone from outside in mind for the position but have to interview anyway even though they know they aren't going to hire any of the people.
I've falled afoul of that sort of thing a couple of times.
Had I been more energetic at the time, I would have told the guy to sod off. As it was, however, I was barely restraining myself from causing harm to anything that wanted to keep me out of bed, so I forced myself to be "reasonable" for 5 minutes as long as I kept a close watch on the techno-dope.
Four of us loaded up two bedrooms worth of furnature, the large sectional (4 pieces) from the living room, the entertainment center and television, an obscenely large computer desk, a full sized fridge, chest freezer, washer, dryer, stove (and I'm sure other things I am forgetting) that morning. We then drove it (and a pickup full of boxes) about an hour away before moving all of it into the new house and putting it together.
All of this by 4pm. You could say that I was not in the mood to deal with stupid people who insisted that they knew what they were doing.
I had been moving heavy furniture all day and had been boxing things up for the week before that. If I had given into my impulse to point out that he didn't know what he was talking about, I would have probably also given into the one to physically throw him out the door should he (inevitably) insist that he knew what he was doing.
It was clear that he was that sort of person when he took offense at my standing there over his shoulder after he demanded root access to my laptop. It was all I could do to play nice then. Any more, and all of my nice for the day would have been used up.
I have a case of the bale-topped Grolsch style bottles in cobalt blue that I use for everything from water bottles to storing mead (oh, the joys of knowing people who make beers and wines).
The real amusement comes when I work in the park during the summer in order to get out of the house while still getting something done. I take the laptop and a bottle of iced tea. The looks I get from the rather conservative people in this town are priceless...
Unfortunately, Adelphia is exactly the opposite. I had a wireless router and the "tech" insisted on hooking the connection straight up to my laptop - insisting that it would not work through the router. After he left, I had to call their office and get the people *there* to set up my connection to use the router.
Moving was stressful enough in the first place and the fact that the "tech" they sent was less than competent did not improve my mood. I had to restrain myself from pointing out that I'd probably been doing that sort of thing for quite a while longer than he had when he started giving me the "that won't work" spiel.
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I actually had to put my Diablo 2 cds up for the time being because I needed to work on projects. For some reason, one day a month or so ago, I decided to play as a Paladin instead of my favorite Amazon character.
:P
It's been like playing a whole new game. I have to admit that Mephisto was a royal pain. I had to strand him across a channel and chuck axes at his head for 15 minutes. Going to to toe with him was just a really bad idea
Of course the fact that my amazon packs around a socketed heavy crossbow filled with perfect gems and has a valkryie as a backup might have something to do with that lol
My other two favorite games tend to be underrated ones - Arcanum and Age of Wonders
Same here. Lots of math, a lot of C and C++, ASM, and prolog along with some other assorted things for fun. You forgot the bane of my existance, though - Scheme/Lisp.
I grok recursion, but a language which is basically entirely recursive made my head hurt a bit. The fact that it was at 8am made it worse =]
You could basically tell the ones who really did their assignments at my uni. We were the ones in the Sun labs at all hours. Not all of them were the best, but you had to give them credit for doing the work themselves.
One of the better moments in there was sitting down with some networking code while writing a fairly simple web server and realizing that the supplied code for the more complex things (this was supposed to be the "fun" project at the end of the quarter) was broken. Turned out some of the other had been trying to figure out why none of their programs worked at all for quite some time when I pointed the error out to the TA who wrote the code.
I'm amazed he didn't get lynched =]
I'd have more than 14GB if I ripped all of my audio cds, but then I am a bit of a music junky...
And then you have the meetings that I was a part of while I was a team lead where the director, who was extremely fond of micromanaging, wanted to know everything about everything and have his opinion heard (and generally used) for all of it.
Those things stretched for hours and made me want to gnaw off my arm to get away...
I remember falling in love with Code Warrior many years ago. I think it was the graphical debugger that did it.
Now graphical debuggers are no big deal, but when the only thing you'd used before was gdb, it was really cool.
Or it could be that he and his partner are doing sex *really* well =]
you are living in a fantasy world if you expect your dad to mind his own business.
He lives on his own and pays for his own things. I think that is more than sufficient reason to expect his father to mind his own business where things like that are concerned. If his father doesn't, then, speaking quite honestly, the man needs to get a life of his own...
spinning in circles and shooting rockets out my butt
You may want to try the mild chili instead =]
In all seriousness though, I tend to agree with the "more thought, less twitch" sentiment. The last FPS games I picked up were Doom and Heretic. I generally do puzzle, strategy and the occasional rpg now.
Magazine editor and software developer here (though more editing than developing of late). I sometimes do the initial edits on paper but that's just because at times it's easier to red-ink things that need to be changed then change them all at once.
I used to get the same thing. I also used to get accused of doing nothing but playing on my computer when I was working on programming assignments for college if I was at their house.
What do you expect? Embeded systems are best done while intoxicated =]
Finally, someone who points out the (admittedly painful) truth. Most real jobs are gained because you were able to do an end run around HR and talk to the real people in charge.
This is often done by having an "in" in the company you want to work for. Sometimes, however (as in my case), it is done by standing out in a crowd and being able to chat comfortably with random people.
In my case, I decided to be different and wear a sign which announced my availability on my backpack when I went to a tech conference last year. I ended up getting stopped by a lot of people there who ran companies. =]
One con I went to had a company that gave out as swag, among other things, pocket protectors as a joke. They were actually a huge hit lol
I still loved the one some guy put into a barbie doll. To use it, you rip off Barbie's head and shove her neck into the usb slot.
But will your processor shoot first?
You forget the fact that it would be possible to set up a barrier for the sand (say made of wood or plastic) which would keep the path of the door clear of sand while allowing the rest of the room to be filled.
Along a similar vein, quite a few years ago, a group of people I knew prepared for their prank by stealing road cones, barrels, and even a few detour signs and hiding them in a wooded lot.
One night, they removed all of the collected items from the lot and used it to make a detour route for a non existant road works project. The detour literally led people around in circles. I guess it took quite a while before the cops figured out what was going on.
I think my favorite CalTec prank that I heard about from someone who attended came from a physics prof of mine.
One of his classmates decided to go home to Huston the week before finals to spend time with his girlfriend. The other people in the building decided to leave a bit of a surprise for him to find upon his return.
He opened the door and saw that his room was now filled with about a foot of sand and, in the middle of the room, contained a room-height scale replica of an oil derek made from rebar.
Aparently it took him all day with a cutting torch to remove the derek and several more to deal with the sand.
Personally, I would have probably brought in an inflatable palm tree and a hammock so I could have the cabana room =]
Actually, most state universities (and some companies) have rules that they have to interview for open positions unless someone internally wants the position. Often times, the powers that be already have someone from outside in mind for the position but have to interview anyway even though they know they aren't going to hire any of the people.
I've falled afoul of that sort of thing a couple of times.
Had I been more energetic at the time, I would have told the guy to sod off. As it was, however, I was barely restraining myself from causing harm to anything that wanted to keep me out of bed, so I forced myself to be "reasonable" for 5 minutes as long as I kept a close watch on the techno-dope.
A body and a mood is more like it.
Four of us loaded up two bedrooms worth of furnature, the large sectional (4 pieces) from the living room, the entertainment center and television, an obscenely large computer desk, a full sized fridge, chest freezer, washer, dryer, stove (and I'm sure other things I am forgetting) that morning. We then drove it (and a pickup full of boxes) about an hour away before moving all of it into the new house and putting it together.
All of this by 4pm. You could say that I was not in the mood to deal with stupid people who insisted that they knew what they were doing.
I had been moving heavy furniture all day and had been boxing things up for the week before that. If I had given into my impulse to point out that he didn't know what he was talking about, I would have probably also given into the one to physically throw him out the door should he (inevitably) insist that he knew what he was doing.
It was clear that he was that sort of person when he took offense at my standing there over his shoulder after he demanded root access to my laptop. It was all I could do to play nice then. Any more, and all of my nice for the day would have been used up.
I have a case of the bale-topped Grolsch style bottles in cobalt blue that I use for everything from water bottles to storing mead (oh, the joys of knowing people who make beers and wines).
The real amusement comes when I work in the park during the summer in order to get out of the house while still getting something done. I take the laptop and a bottle of iced tea. The looks I get from the rather conservative people in this town are priceless...
Unfortunately, Adelphia is exactly the opposite. I had a wireless router and the "tech" insisted on hooking the connection straight up to my laptop - insisting that it would not work through the router. After he left, I had to call their office and get the people *there* to set up my connection to use the router.
Moving was stressful enough in the first place and the fact that the "tech" they sent was less than competent did not improve my mood. I had to restrain myself from pointing out that I'd probably been doing that sort of thing for quite a while longer than he had when he started giving me the "that won't work" spiel.