No need for it to be completely random, you could create multiple false profiles (e.g. "I am a 12y/o girl who likes horses, fashion design and emo bands with myspace pages") with random site visits consistent to those themes.
A fake family of 5 or 6 members, each with slight overlaps on your actual browsing habits, should do the trick nicely, even if it means a bit of wasted bandwidth. Dad likes Slashdot, Mum likes looking at travel sites and current affairs, little Susie thinks she might be a lesbian and is doing lots of research.
Not feeding your kids is criminal negligence, drugs or no drugs. Robbery and murder are felony offences, regardless of whether or not drugs, legal or otherwise, are involved. As far as dealing to stupid people goes, caveat emptor. It doesn't take a fucking genius to find Erowid. The buyer is no more a victim than someone buying their first bottle of vodka from a liquor store and then making themselves sick with it.
It's time to take some responsibility, or are you the sort of person who walks down the street with your eyes closed, hoping you'll fall through a manhole so you can sue the city for damages?
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As far as the average home user goes, just about anything you need can be found within 10 minutes on the forums or various tutorials and how-tos via google.
Ditto. Yesterday I cancelled my AmEx (from Australia) with an exceptionally polite young CSR, who had a horribly fake Texan-drawl-plus-speech-impediment accent that I could barely follow and a 14-syllable name that I had no chance in hell of repeating.
Same situation with training my Malaysian replacement at a previous call centre job (fat redundancy payout, so no hard feelings) and dealing with an entirely outsourced IT department that was so useless we ended up just fixing shit ourselves because that was the only way anything ever got done.
The only time I'm going to tolerate speaking to a call center in Bangalore is when I've ordered the product I'm calling about from fucking Bangalore. Even then I'd rather not if I can avoid it.
Most landline carriers cap calls to mobiles at a dollar or two so it's not too exorbitant anymore. That said, 99% of my calls are mobile-to-mobile or landline-to-international.
Quick glance at TFA, sounds pretty straightforward. I wonder how long it's going to be before we start seeing community funded small-town plants like this in operation. Especially in America, it sounds like the energy giants over there are either going to collapse under their own weight or disappear up their own assholes, can't be sure which yet.
Whilst I agree with your appraisal of the admins, how is the problem not piss-poor end-users? If certificates 'worked', the bank should have been flooded with calls, and no one should have logged in without confirming the situation over the phone.
Ditto, corporate rationalism and living essentials don't mix well. Maybe we're Luxury Libertarians? I'm all for water, power, waste management, public transport and possibly even agriculture (fresh produce at least) to be either nationalised, or at the very least properly regulated.
The flamboyance was fine, the stuff that wasn't is far enough in the past to leave there, but I've had several other art teachers, both more and less 'flamboyant,' and not one of them was ever as rude or dismissive as he was on a daily basis.
I wouldn't have cared about most other subjects, but that was the only class there was any chance of my actually enjoying. To be fair, it wasn't the right school for me to begin with, my father chose it knowing nothing about me or my previous schooling, and refused to let me change even after my marks dropped from the mid-90s to the low 30s. I ended up enrolling myself at Bradfield College and telling him the next day. The look on his face was awesome. I think my old uniform is still in his garage somewhere, never bothered taking it back. The teachers at BC were incredible. I'm kind of surprised that none of them have writeups on there yet.
There's plenty of trolling on the site, but people know that it's students writing them. There is comment moderation (Amazon-style "was this helpful?"), and like/., the reasoned, thoughtful critiques stand out pretty clearly from the Soviet Russia and hot grits equivalents.
Dammit, I wish I'd thought of this when I first got into web design in high school. I was too busy messing around with animated gifs and hunting for Xara 3D keygens.
Whilst trolling is inevitable, a quick look around shows that some (presumably deserving) teachers are getting positive reviews, and that the site isn't just being used for slander and ridicule. I'm going to give students enough benifit of the doubt that they have the discrimination to weed out fud and recognise useful praise and criticism on the site.
If I had known what an utter tool the art teacher at North Sydney Boys' High (Mr. Starling, 1998) was in advance, I never would have set foot in the place. This is a perfect example of what the Web should be for - access to information that empowers users (and in this case, I'll grudgingly admit, their parents) to make the best choices for their growth and development during a crucial period of their lives.
Inkjets are great because, with minor disregard for their welfare, you can print on fabric. My g/f (yeah yeah, I must be new here) has photo prints on white cotton glued all over her travel luggage.
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I lived in a house like that for 4 or 5 hours. LSD for the win!
If the American Way Of Life is not negotiable, then the continuation of Americans' lives will have to be.
No, Slashdot pwns the internet. Subtle distinction.
No need for it to be completely random, you could create multiple false profiles (e.g. "I am a 12y/o girl who likes horses, fashion design and emo bands with myspace pages") with random site visits consistent to those themes.
A fake family of 5 or 6 members, each with slight overlaps on your actual browsing habits, should do the trick nicely, even if it means a bit of wasted bandwidth. Dad likes Slashdot, Mum likes looking at travel sites and current affairs, little Susie thinks she might be a lesbian and is doing lots of research.
Not feeding your kids is criminal negligence, drugs or no drugs. Robbery and murder are felony offences, regardless of whether or not drugs, legal or otherwise, are involved. As far as dealing to stupid people goes, caveat emptor. It doesn't take a fucking genius to find Erowid. The buyer is no more a victim than someone buying their first bottle of vodka from a liquor store and then making themselves sick with it.
It's time to take some responsibility, or are you the sort of person who walks down the street with your eyes closed, hoping you'll fall through a manhole so you can sue the city for damages?
As far as the average home user goes, just about anything you need can be found within 10 minutes on the forums or various tutorials and how-tos via google.
Paid support from Canonical (source):
9-5: $250/yr (USD)
24x7: $900/yr (USD)
Free as in leftover beer from the night before - doesn't taste as good, but it'll get you where you need to go =)
Ditto. Yesterday I cancelled my AmEx (from Australia) with an exceptionally polite young CSR, who had a horribly fake Texan-drawl-plus-speech-impediment accent that I could barely follow and a 14-syllable name that I had no chance in hell of repeating.
Same situation with training my Malaysian replacement at a previous call centre job (fat redundancy payout, so no hard feelings) and dealing with an entirely outsourced IT department that was so useless we ended up just fixing shit ourselves because that was the only way anything ever got done.
The only time I'm going to tolerate speaking to a call center in Bangalore is when I've ordered the product I'm calling about from fucking Bangalore. Even then I'd rather not if I can avoid it.
We had effectively the same thing with a cordless phone in an apartment block. Learnt all sorts of interesting stuff about our neighbours =)
Most landline carriers cap calls to mobiles at a dollar or two so it's not too exorbitant anymore. That said, 99% of my calls are mobile-to-mobile or landline-to-international.
Quick glance at TFA, sounds pretty straightforward. I wonder how long it's going to be before we start seeing community funded small-town plants like this in operation. Especially in America, it sounds like the energy giants over there are either going to collapse under their own weight or disappear up their own assholes, can't be sure which yet.
In the future, it'll be an actual cluestick. Oh, the possibilities...
+1 Using Powers for Awesome.
I can still remember the glee I felt the first time someone checking out my eye colour asked "where'd you get those eyes?"
...but there was no mention of Lucas laughing maniacally as lightning crashed behind him. It would havce seemed appropriate.
*lol* +1 Oldskool
Touched by His noodly appendage, that gene was...
GNAA/Trolls, putting the slash back in Slashdot!
I hate my brain sometimes, I really do.
Whilst I agree with your appraisal of the admins, how is the problem not piss-poor end-users? If certificates 'worked', the bank should have been flooded with calls, and no one should have logged in without confirming the situation over the phone.
Ditto, corporate rationalism and living essentials don't mix well. Maybe we're Luxury Libertarians? I'm all for water, power, waste management, public transport and possibly even agriculture (fresh produce at least) to be either nationalised, or at the very least properly regulated.
For a moment I couldn't tell if that was leet for 'goddamn' or 'Godwin.' Seems appropriate, having read your comment. =)
The flamboyance was fine, the stuff that wasn't is far enough in the past to leave there, but I've had several other art teachers, both more and less 'flamboyant,' and not one of them was ever as rude or dismissive as he was on a daily basis.
/., the reasoned, thoughtful critiques stand out pretty clearly from the Soviet Russia and hot grits equivalents.
I wouldn't have cared about most other subjects, but that was the only class there was any chance of my actually enjoying. To be fair, it wasn't the right school for me to begin with, my father chose it knowing nothing about me or my previous schooling, and refused to let me change even after my marks dropped from the mid-90s to the low 30s. I ended up enrolling myself at Bradfield College and telling him the next day. The look on his face was awesome. I think my old uniform is still in his garage somewhere, never bothered taking it back. The teachers at BC were incredible. I'm kind of surprised that none of them have writeups on there yet.
There's plenty of trolling on the site, but people know that it's students writing them. There is comment moderation (Amazon-style "was this helpful?"), and like
Dammit, I wish I'd thought of this when I first got into web design in high school. I was too busy messing around with animated gifs and hunting for Xara 3D keygens.
Whilst trolling is inevitable, a quick look around shows that some (presumably deserving) teachers are getting positive reviews, and that the site isn't just being used for slander and ridicule. I'm going to give students enough benifit of the doubt that they have the discrimination to weed out fud and recognise useful praise and criticism on the site.
If I had known what an utter tool the art teacher at North Sydney Boys' High (Mr. Starling, 1998) was in advance, I never would have set foot in the place. This is a perfect example of what the Web should be for - access to information that empowers users (and in this case, I'll grudgingly admit, their parents) to make the best choices for their growth and development during a crucial period of their lives.
Not all of them, N,N-DMT is still illegal in a lot of countries, despite being produced in the human body.
Inkjets are great because, with minor disregard for their welfare, you can print on fabric. My g/f (yeah yeah, I must be new here) has photo prints on white cotton glued all over her travel luggage.
A series of tubes with individual gerbils running through 'em?