Look at it this way. If the number of (one-syllable-name + one-letter) rappers and hip-hop artists continues to increase, then eventually all possible names will be taken. So, unless that trend fades, someday there will be a fresh new urban act called "Goat C". Fate, twisted master that it is, will make this person famous. Just in time for you to have kids or possibly grandkids. And they will ask you if you've seen Goat C, because he's awesome.
And then you will be horrified.
Then the TV ads will start about how Goat C will be appearing live at your local arena. You won't be able to tune it out like other ads, simply because of the surprise the first time you hear it. Every time you hear the baseline that opens the ad, every time you hear his music, everywhere you turn, you hear people praising Goat C or exhorting you to pay money to see Goat C.
Then he will make a remix of your favorite song. So your favorite song will be forever linked to Goat C.
I just don't get why *this* issue is supposed to appeal to 20 somethings when the usual magazine full of naked women doesn't?
Because they think all 20 somethings are on 4chan and are trying to expand focus to compete. In keeping with this, February 2010's issue will end every sentence with "desu", and April 2010 will be the start of a regular point/counterpoint article featuring Pedobear and Raptor Jesus arguing about who gets the little children first.
I'm just hoping it folds before Moar Mudkip May, or at least before the Bridget centerfold in June.
I don't know, I for one will be happy to see some official rule 34 Simpsons. Cause all the stuff out there is like, non-cannon (mostly in the bust department).
Sorry, you're still out of luck. It's going into Playboy, they'll probably Photoshop it out of force of habit.
Personally, since it's obviously going to be a "Gotcha!" PG-13 centerfold, all I want to see is if the issue sells twice as well as any of the real nekkid centerfolds have in the past 5 years.
I've "trained" people to use new software (Outlook is one of them actually), and as soon as people think "computer", their brains go to mush. I would be telling people click something on the upper-left of the screen, and they would move the mouse to the right... I know computers are complicated, but surely they know right from left?
Nope. Happens whenever a certain brand of person faces anything alien or out of the ordinary. The ears hear "go left" and the brain hears "Do something! NOW! Don't think, it'll look bad! Just do something!" and then does something. Unfortunately, in any given situation there's more stupid somethings than good somethings, so randomness ain't gonna get you far.
I've seen a few flavors of this particular malfunction. I think I once mentioned the girl who ran TOWARDS dangers. Brain kicked into "do something" mode and her first reaction was to run towards whatever she was focusing on.
Decommission the representatives. Then put the mainframe in charge. I'm sure it is much more efficient at processing bribes, though it probably lacks sex scandal capabilities.
While Rule 34 exists, don't be so sure.
"Congressional mainframe found downloading drawings of it raping schoolgirls."
So the GP suggested a layer of aluminum for just that purpose. Is the heat carrying capacity of aluminum insufficient?
Yes. I'm no EE but I am something of a hardware geek who has installed a lot of processors. There's a reason heatsinks are so massive. If a thin layer of anything was so good that it could be stuck between two processors and provide adequate cooling to both with no airflow, then CPUs wouldn't even have fans.
What if you had active cooling sucking heat out of the aluminum at the chip's edge?
Active cooling is not that good. Way better than passive cooling of course, but you're asking too much of it. Assume a "3d" processor was effectively 4 Core 2 Duos sandwiched together. Look at the heatsink/fan you need to run ONE of those. You'd be asking one or two small fans to do the work of four large ones, and that's assuming perfect heat transference from the center of the processor stack to the outside. (Hint - nothing's perfect. Again, this is why we have big heatsinks - because a small one just can't magically dump all the heat into the air.)
Plus, surface area increases slower than volume. The volume would be generating the heat, while the surface area would be removing it. Just not gonna work on anything except an incredibly tiny (by current chip standards) processor. It's far easier to make something the size of the i7.
I'd like a ballot screen for choosing the operating system.
I saw one like that from HP's business line. Two problems:
1) Both were from MS (XP or Vista)
2) The notebook was summarily handed to an idiot with a major case of "Oooh, clicky!" syndrome who not only loaded Vista against his company's wishes, but then tried to get XP back by deleting everything he could find. Including Windows and the recovery files.
Somehow, this all wound up being my fault.
The problem with an OS chooser is that it's only useful to people who know what an OS is. A lot don't, and the ones that do and have a nonstandard preference should be at a point where they can install it themselves.
Every keyboard I've ever used did something when I pressed on it. Except the broken ones.
In my mind, most keyboards are broken. The computer always does something, but it's rarely the something I want. Must be a break in the "Do what I think, not what I type, damn it." cable.
What if something happens to the legitimate user's hand? Injury, for instance. Or, even simpler - typing with one hand because of holding a coffee mug in another.
Is that what the kids are calling it these days? Must be something weird in the water if they're that shape.
With the right controls it would be difficult to grief without being arrested yourself.
So instead of hiring people to watch cameras, we'll hire people to watch people watching cameras? I thought "Who watches the watchers?" was a discussion of morality in government, not an HR slogan.
Sorry, but that seems to be how it goes every time, and I wince every time.
1) Government doesn't want to do its job
2) Government outsources the work to schmucks
3) Unqualified schmucks get power
4) Unqualified schmucks abuse power
5) Government grows a new bureaucratic organ to rein schmucks in.
I'm writing to you in regards to the recent prediction that we won't all die in an orgy of death and raining hellfire in a few years' time.
I wish to say KNOCK IT THE FUCK OFF. I'm trying to run a legitimate, honest business here based on selling doomsday paranoia and terror to stupid people who believe everything they hear and I don't need rock jockeys trying to assure the populace that they'll live to see grandkids. The economy's bad, and I'm finally getting some uptick in sales due to the whole 2012 thing. Doom rocks from God in 2038 sounds enough like Doom Calendar from Mayans in 2012 that I can spin the paranoia. "Well, what if it changes course and gets here early? What if it's just a small breakway part of one we can't see?" I can make a living off of a pockmarked stone in a vacuum and Hollywood physics if you real 'Oooh, I got a DIPLOMA!' physicists don't keep trying to make people mellow out and stop living in fear of every little thing that moves between here and the Oort Cloud.
I'm expecting this year to be something more like 1998 (666+666+666) than a gem like 2000 (Y2K), but the last thing I need is some pocket protector trying to make it into another slow one like 1962. Seriously, what a dud that was. No predictions, no prophecies, couldn't even get a trendy ethnic Tarot card reader to say anything bad going into '62. Dull, dull year.
Two-and-a-half football fields? Does this include the stands and the parking lots?
No, that'd be two football stadiums. This is just the fields. Plus one bitchin' tailgate party.
They couldn't give it to us in meters?
Big numbers fit bad in caveman brain. Big rock fall from sky, kill many mammoth. As many mammoth as fit on headball field. Lot of mammoth. Headball fun. Kick head of enemy caveman around. Mammoth get in way. New dead mammoth good, old dead mammoth bad. Smell bad. Worse than cave.
When I look at Balrog in StreetFighter, and the black man in the Final Fantasies games, I see a game just portraying Black men as big dumb idiots who use profanity all the time.
Well, since Balrog's original name is actually M(ike) Bison, that one is more a comment on a specific Black man's tendencies than on the race as a whole.
This was the same guy who helped the joker take over Arkham Asylum.
Well, the inmates are clearly running the asylum, and there's at least one joker in the prison's security or management structure, but somehow I don't think that's what you meant.
Yeah, it's the place where Captain Haddock lives. (I'm sorry, I know what the actual object is, but my childhood Tintin reading and viewing has forever fused the word "marlinspike" to the word "hall".)
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Goat C. Worst. Syntax. Ever.
Look at it this way. If the number of (one-syllable-name + one-letter) rappers and hip-hop artists continues to increase, then eventually all possible names will be taken. So, unless that trend fades, someday there will be a fresh new urban act called "Goat C". Fate, twisted master that it is, will make this person famous. Just in time for you to have kids or possibly grandkids. And they will ask you if you've seen Goat C, because he's awesome.
And then you will be horrified.
Then the TV ads will start about how Goat C will be appearing live at your local arena. You won't be able to tune it out like other ads, simply because of the surprise the first time you hear it. Every time you hear the baseline that opens the ad, every time you hear his music, everywhere you turn, you hear people praising Goat C or exhorting you to pay money to see Goat C.
Then he will make a remix of your favorite song. So your favorite song will be forever linked to Goat C.
And that is when the nightmares begin.
It was not the whole internet, it was only .se tld ...
Can I riot anyway?
All of Hefner's girlfriends begin dying their hair blue. All of Hefner's girlfriends begin dying their blue hair.
FTFY
All of blue hair Hefner's girlfriends begin their dying?
I just don't get why *this* issue is supposed to appeal to 20 somethings when the usual magazine full of naked women doesn't?
Because they think all 20 somethings are on 4chan and are trying to expand focus to compete. In keeping with this, February 2010's issue will end every sentence with "desu", and April 2010 will be the start of a regular point/counterpoint article featuring Pedobear and Raptor Jesus arguing about who gets the little children first.
I'm just hoping it folds before Moar Mudkip May, or at least before the Bridget centerfold in June.
I don't know, I for one will be happy to see some official rule 34 Simpsons. Cause all the stuff out there is like, non-cannon (mostly in the bust department).
Sorry, you're still out of luck. It's going into Playboy, they'll probably Photoshop it out of force of habit.
Personally, since it's obviously going to be a "Gotcha!" PG-13 centerfold, all I want to see is if the issue sells twice as well as any of the real nekkid centerfolds have in the past 5 years.
I don't think you understand how many here understand mechanics way more than they understand sex.
Great, more car metaphors.
I've "trained" people to use new software (Outlook is one of them actually), and as soon as people think "computer", their brains go to mush. I would be telling people click something on the upper-left of the screen, and they would move the mouse to the right... I know computers are complicated, but surely they know right from left?
Nope. Happens whenever a certain brand of person faces anything alien or out of the ordinary. The ears hear "go left" and the brain hears "Do something! NOW! Don't think, it'll look bad! Just do something!" and then does something. Unfortunately, in any given situation there's more stupid somethings than good somethings, so randomness ain't gonna get you far.
I've seen a few flavors of this particular malfunction. I think I once mentioned the girl who ran TOWARDS dangers. Brain kicked into "do something" mode and her first reaction was to run towards whatever she was focusing on.
To be fair, a lot of people don't even know what a browser is.
True enough.
Maybe it's different in Europe,
Somehow, I doubt it.:)
Decommission the representatives. Then put the mainframe in charge. I'm sure it is much more efficient at processing bribes, though it probably lacks sex scandal capabilities.
While Rule 34 exists, don't be so sure.
"Congressional mainframe found downloading drawings of it raping schoolgirls."
when their dedicated cluster of Walmart E-machines dies on the next Windows update reboot cycle... haven't they heard of Bloated Capacitors!!!!
"Bloated Capacitors? Didn't they play just before the Stones at Altamont?" is about the level of reaction I'd expect from congresscritters.
So the GP suggested a layer of aluminum for just that purpose. Is the heat carrying capacity of aluminum insufficient?
Yes. I'm no EE but I am something of a hardware geek who has installed a lot of processors. There's a reason heatsinks are so massive. If a thin layer of anything was so good that it could be stuck between two processors and provide adequate cooling to both with no airflow, then CPUs wouldn't even have fans.
What if you had active cooling sucking heat out of the aluminum at the chip's edge?
Active cooling is not that good. Way better than passive cooling of course, but you're asking too much of it. Assume a "3d" processor was effectively 4 Core 2 Duos sandwiched together. Look at the heatsink/fan you need to run ONE of those. You'd be asking one or two small fans to do the work of four large ones, and that's assuming perfect heat transference from the center of the processor stack to the outside. (Hint - nothing's perfect. Again, this is why we have big heatsinks - because a small one just can't magically dump all the heat into the air.)
Plus, surface area increases slower than volume. The volume would be generating the heat, while the surface area would be removing it. Just not gonna work on anything except an incredibly tiny (by current chip standards) processor. It's far easier to make something the size of the i7.
I'd like a ballot screen for choosing the operating system.
I saw one like that from HP's business line. Two problems:
1) Both were from MS (XP or Vista)
2) The notebook was summarily handed to an idiot with a major case of "Oooh, clicky!" syndrome who not only loaded Vista against his company's wishes, but then tried to get XP back by deleting everything he could find. Including Windows and the recovery files.
Somehow, this all wound up being my fault.
The problem with an OS chooser is that it's only useful to people who know what an OS is. A lot don't, and the ones that do and have a nonstandard preference should be at a point where they can install it themselves.
Every keyboard I've ever used did something when I pressed on it. Except the broken ones.
In my mind, most keyboards are broken. The computer always does something, but it's rarely the something I want. Must be a break in the "Do what I think, not what I type, damn it." cable.
What if something happens to the legitimate user's hand? Injury, for instance. Or, even simpler - typing with one hand because of holding a coffee mug in another.
Is that what the kids are calling it these days? Must be something weird in the water if they're that shape.
So what you're saying is that we need to bomb Mars?
What did Pennsylvania ever do to you?!
It would be horrible. Carnage, death, destruction. Martian law might even be declared!
According to The Register, it's "Treehugging, possibly lycanthropic web-2.0 campaigners" - http://www.theregister.co.uk/2009/10/07/stop_nasa_bombing_the_moon/
"lycanthropic web-2.0"? Who gave the furries their own Internet? I won several Internets on a forum, I want an Internet!
Only until you drop below .5c Then you would proceed to slam into said object and become a very bright cloud of subatomic particles.
So we need to invent a stationary mass that moves out of the way. That should be simple, all we have to do is shoot the dictionary authors.
With the right controls it would be difficult to grief without being arrested yourself.
So instead of hiring people to watch cameras, we'll hire people to watch people watching cameras? I thought "Who watches the watchers?" was a discussion of morality in government, not an HR slogan.
Sorry, but that seems to be how it goes every time, and I wince every time.
1) Government doesn't want to do its job
2) Government outsources the work to schmucks
3) Unqualified schmucks get power
4) Unqualified schmucks abuse power
5) Government grows a new bureaucratic organ to rein schmucks in.
End result, more government to do less.
I think most/all of us take the term "hyperdrive" to imply FTL speeds.
Yeah. Actually, it makes me think we're going to form the Galaxy Rangers and take on the Queen of the Crown and her Slaver Lords.
(Too obscure?)
I wish to say KNOCK IT THE FUCK OFF. I'm trying to run a legitimate, honest business here based on selling doomsday paranoia and terror to stupid people who believe everything they hear and I don't need rock jockeys trying to assure the populace that they'll live to see grandkids. The economy's bad, and I'm finally getting some uptick in sales due to the whole 2012 thing. Doom rocks from God in 2038 sounds enough like Doom Calendar from Mayans in 2012 that I can spin the paranoia. "Well, what if it changes course and gets here early? What if it's just a small breakway part of one we can't see?" I can make a living off of a pockmarked stone in a vacuum and Hollywood physics if you real 'Oooh, I got a DIPLOMA!' physicists don't keep trying to make people mellow out and stop living in fear of every little thing that moves between here and the Oort Cloud.
I'm expecting this year to be something more like 1998 (666+666+666) than a gem like 2000 (Y2K), but the last thing I need is some pocket protector trying to make it into another slow one like 1962. Seriously, what a dud that was. No predictions, no prophecies, couldn't even get a trendy ethnic Tarot card reader to say anything bad going into '62. Dull, dull year.
Two-and-a-half football fields? Does this include the stands and the parking lots?
No, that'd be two football stadiums. This is just the fields. Plus one bitchin' tailgate party.
They couldn't give it to us in meters?
Big numbers fit bad in caveman brain. Big rock fall from sky, kill many mammoth. As many mammoth as fit on headball field. Lot of mammoth. Headball fun. Kick head of enemy caveman around. Mammoth get in way. New dead mammoth good, old dead mammoth bad. Smell bad. Worse than cave.
When I look at Balrog in StreetFighter, and the black man in the Final Fantasies games, I see a game just portraying Black men as big dumb idiots who use profanity all the time.
Well, since Balrog's original name is actually M(ike) Bison, that one is more a comment on a specific Black man's tendencies than on the race as a whole.
This was the same guy who helped the joker take over Arkham Asylum.
Well, the inmates are clearly running the asylum, and there's at least one joker in the prison's security or management structure, but somehow I don't think that's what you meant.
You do know what a marlinspike is right?
Yeah, it's the place where Captain Haddock lives. (I'm sorry, I know what the actual object is, but my childhood Tintin reading and viewing has forever fused the word "marlinspike" to the word "hall".)
it reduces the effects of universal entropy, obviously.
Sorry, you're looking for the thread two doors over, "Universe Has 100x More Entropy Than We Thought"
Wooooosh....
If you think I meant it, then yes, wooooosh.