Thanks for that. I was fearing a wash of links to "Wind-Driven Propeller Cart Goes Faster Than Wind". Though I have to admit it was counter-intuitive the first time I saw it laid out.:-)
I'm kind of tired of the term ADD. Don't get me wrong, Aderall has helped me to no end as an adult, but I'm not sure that my mind operates at a cognitive deficit. A buddy of mine put it this way: "ADD is an advantage. It's good when Lazy Thag notices the lion while everyone else in the tribe is trying to pick all the berries before the birds get them".
I prefer to think of amphetamines as a turbo button.
I agree. If poor old Bonzo there had been able to predict that they were going to seperate him from his nutsac over a little premeditated rock throwing, he probably would have stuck with something softer.
Chapter 6 "The SOA Blueprint" is the essence of the book. It is a "set of guidelines for the practical business deployment of services using SOA methods in a moderately sized, somewhat complex organization". The author has used the OASIS' reference models for SOA as a foundation framework. The Blueprint is also consistent with well defined and recognized methodologies such as TOGAF and Zachman. For example, the Blueprint artifacts fit well in the taxonomy of the Zachman Architectural Framework and they can be mapped to corresponding activities in the TOGAF ADM.
I know there is that google thingumbob and all, but it might behoove one to actually IDENTIFY AT LEAST THE MAIN ACROYNYM IN ONE'S POST. Shibbolething shibbolethers! I thougth I was reading a mass email from GE again. Gave me a damned headache, it did.
See Chrono-Synclastic Infundibulum.
Don't be flying into one of them unless you'd like to exist as a wave phenomenon with your endpoints flucuating between Rhode Island and Betelgeuse.
There is no cash in the bank. There are records of assets and the authority to create, out of thin air, debt at a rate of (in the best-case) seven times the value of the existing assets to acquire more assets. The money you paid back on the debt is "real" in the sense that it has already been circulated. Unless, of course, your boss just made payroll with commercial paper.
And I thought Hopfield nets were magical!
Hopefully Obama will sit back and ponder the dangers of a government that is run along the lines of his excellent campaign.
Mr. President Elect, I hereby suggest you and your transition team (hopefully re)read Bruce Sterling's "Distraction" and (more importantly) Frank Herbert's "BuSab" stories. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bureau_of_Sabotage
My lovely spouse called it "Frosting on a Dog Turd". (We split the ticket in our house, she voted for McCain anyway, hoping he could fix the schmucks. Hope was everywhere.) I think your simile is a better indicator of the cost. Hats off.
I'm going to be interested to see if the man can translate the skills of a "community organizer" (...oooh. I bet that has a bitter, ashy taste on some tongues this morning... ) to "leader".
To enumerate:
Clever and focused use of limited financial resources.
Good rhetoric with a kind heart that keeps people focused when things suck.
A brain in his big, old Erkel-looking head.
Now, to counter the comments that will come:
Yes, and look how well he used a shitload of money.
Think "It's morning in America" that doesn't mean "Spend yourself rich, and keep hating everyone who doesn't look like you, it's okay! Look how far it took Grandpaw!"
Jimmy Carter predicted just about every fucking proplem we are having in the so-called "National Malaise" speech. Jimmy Carter is a born-again christian who has proven (at least once) he can do Tensor Calculus with a pencil. Suck it.
Yeah, yeah, and "The Worlds Fastest Indian" was a Vincent, but it was an aussie who got me hooked right through the bag on FF... (Ah Kate Kaos! Punk Rock Ballerina and now professor of something-or-other in Perth. Say Hi for me when you see her, could you?).
The NSW State Govt can't organise a chook raffle let alone something such as equiping kids with open source laptops. It has bigger fish to fry.
/me digs through boxes of books in the basement, finds collection of "Footrot Flats" cartoons given to him by Aussie roomate in the 80's.
Aha! It says right here that a *chook* is a chicken... and yet, the reference to *other* fish. Have you dastardly antipodean meddlers in GAWD's sacred genome finally perfected the chickenfish?
(Man, I'd forgotten how good Footrot Flats was. I like some barnyard humour, me.)
Well, kids let me tell you about the 1980's and W's daddy's vice-p.
(tunes git-tar)
Now mosta-us here in the Hoosier state had a pretty good snort `bout Poppy picking Dan as his running mate, `Cause we all knew that "Dippitie Dannie" was dumber than dirt.
(aside) He was kinda the poster child for "Throw enough horse apples at the barn door and one of `em is bound to stick". And he was duuurned sticky...
We was eatin' us a pizza in the break room, feeling pretty durned far from gloom about Mr. (Stop Music: now what was his name?... the Greek fellah? Oh yeah!) Dukakis' chances, when in sashays Lisa...
Now Lisa wasn't what you'd call a political head, a hard workin' mom with two fine kids but a body couldn't call her real involved.
She grabbed a paper on her way to the coffee pot, and saw Dannie's 3-color Glamour Shot and said "OOOH! He's Cute! I'm voting for him!".
We all said "Lisa don't get took for a ride, he's dummer than owl shit and a fundie besides" but by that point you'da thought we was tellin' her Leif Garret couldn't sing.
Well, my smug butt learned a lesson that day: sometimes knowin' what's what don't pay and thinkin' things through beforehand don't mean you'll win.
So I ditched my books and solicited some bribes and got me a can of V05, started doin' lots of sit-ups and bought a suit...
Unfortunately, it's pretty unclear what could actually be *done* to Mr. Katzer in this case.
From TFA:
Jacobsen's case against Katzer is ongoing, although this most important appeal is completed. He has not yet convinced the judge that Katzer lied on his patent application, but what if he does? There has been no criminal prosecution of anyone for lying ("perjury") on a patent application since 1974, when the patent office eliminated its enforcement department.
I imagine it would be hideously expensive (and probably very intrusive to the innocents...) to thwart this sort of behavior "before the fact" as well.
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Thanks for that. I was fearing a wash of links to "Wind-Driven Propeller Cart Goes Faster Than Wind". Though I have to admit it was counter-intuitive the first time I saw it laid out. :-)
I can tell. You used "than" correctly three times in the preceeding paragraphs. :-)
beads = range( 10 )
... It makes more sense when you're drunk.
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Hmmm ...
I wonder if this explains why Denny's always puts chocolate pudding on the salad bar?
That being said: I love me some python.
I'm kind of tired of the term ADD. Don't get me wrong, Aderall has helped me to no end as an adult, but I'm not sure that my mind operates at a cognitive deficit. A buddy of mine put it this way: "ADD is an advantage. It's good when Lazy Thag notices the lion while everyone else in the tribe is trying to pick all the berries before the birds get them". I prefer to think of amphetamines as a turbo button.
Only if it's no larger than your thumb.
Mammaw wants help getting the push-mower started again.
All you boys ever do is fish.
Get your dogs out of my four-o`clocks!
Charlie Stross wrote about it in Accelerando (see chapter "Nightfall") a couple of years ago.
His comments on digitizing kitten brains for use in guided missles are apropos to this post as well. :-)
I agree. If poor old Bonzo there had been able to predict that they were going to seperate him from his nutsac over a little premeditated rock throwing, he probably would have stuck with something softer.
Asinine javascript popup:
"The page at http://www.markit.com/"
"To enable download please use your work related email address instead"
Someone is a bit unclear on the concept. :-)
Thanks for the direct link, it works fine.
This one? Not trying to be obtuse, but AI is not my field and I don't know people by their last name only. :-)
It has to do with inverse proportion of pudendae vs. id value. Really. BSD, indeed.
Chapter 6 "The SOA Blueprint" is the essence of the book. It is a "set of guidelines for the practical business deployment of services using SOA methods in a moderately sized, somewhat complex organization". The author has used the OASIS' reference models for SOA as a foundation framework. The Blueprint is also consistent with well defined and recognized methodologies such as TOGAF and Zachman. For example, the Blueprint artifacts fit well in the taxonomy of the Zachman Architectural Framework and they can be mapped to corresponding activities in the TOGAF ADM.
I know there is that google thingumbob and all, but it might behoove one to actually IDENTIFY AT LEAST THE MAIN ACROYNYM IN ONE'S POST. Shibbolething shibbolethers! I thougth I was reading a mass email from GE again. Gave me a damned headache, it did.
See Chrono-Synclastic Infundibulum. Don't be flying into one of them unless you'd like to exist as a wave phenomenon with your endpoints flucuating between Rhode Island and Betelgeuse.
There is no cash in the bank. There are records of assets and the authority to create, out of thin air, debt at a rate of (in the best-case) seven times the value of the existing assets to acquire more assets. The money you paid back on the debt is "real" in the sense that it has already been circulated. Unless, of course, your boss just made payroll with commercial paper. And I thought Hopfield nets were magical!
Oh ZipIt wouldja?
Hopefully Obama will sit back and ponder the dangers of a government that is run along the lines of his excellent campaign.
Mr. President Elect, I hereby suggest you and your transition team (hopefully re)read Bruce Sterling's "Distraction" and (more importantly) Frank Herbert's "BuSab" stories. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bureau_of_Sabotage
Okay, probably not, but a guy can hope, can't he?
My lovely spouse called it "Frosting on a Dog Turd". (We split the ticket in our house, she voted for McCain anyway, hoping he could fix the schmucks. Hope was everywhere.) I think your simile is a better indicator of the cost. Hats off.
:s/Jimmy Carter/The last geeky, outsider president we had, Jimmy Carter,
Sorry, got in a hurry, my daughter wanted pancakes.
I'm going to be interested to see if the man can translate the skills of a "community organizer" ( ...oooh. I bet that has a bitter, ashy taste on some tongues this morning ... ) to "leader".
To enumerate:
Now, to counter the comments that will come:
That's because we're all planning to emmigrate to ennzedd after we're done fucking up the US.
Clate: "I hear you can ski to the beach in New Zealand!"
Bub: "Shitfire! We gotta fuck that up!"
Clate: "I mean!"
Yeah, yeah, and "The Worlds Fastest Indian" was a Vincent, but it was an aussie who got me hooked right through the bag on FF... (Ah Kate Kaos! Punk Rock Ballerina and now professor of something-or-other in Perth. Say Hi for me when you see her, could you?).
The NSW State Govt can't organise a chook raffle let alone something such as equiping kids with open source laptops. It has bigger fish to fry.
/me digs through boxes of books in the basement, finds collection of "Footrot Flats" cartoons given to him by Aussie roomate in the 80's.
Aha! It says right here that a *chook* is a chicken... and yet, the reference to *other* fish. Have you dastardly antipodean meddlers in GAWD's sacred genome finally perfected the chickenfish?
(Man, I'd forgotten how good Footrot Flats was. I like some barnyard humour, me.)
Well, kids let me tell you about the 1980's and W's daddy's vice-p.
(tunes git-tar)
Now mosta-us here in the Hoosier state had a pretty good snort `bout Poppy picking Dan as his running mate, `Cause we all knew that "Dippitie Dannie" was dumber than dirt.
(aside) He was kinda the poster child for "Throw enough horse apples at the barn door and one of `em is bound to stick". And he was duuurned sticky ...
We was eatin' us a pizza in the break room, feeling pretty durned far from gloom about Mr. ... the Greek fellah? Oh yeah!) ...
(Stop Music: now what was his name?
Dukakis' chances, when in sashays Lisa
Now Lisa wasn't what you'd call a political head, a hard workin' mom with two fine kids but a body couldn't call her real involved.
She grabbed a paper on her way to the coffee pot, and saw Dannie's 3-color Glamour Shot and said "OOOH! He's Cute! I'm voting for him!".
We all said "Lisa don't get took for a ride, he's dummer than owl shit and a fundie besides" but by that point you'da thought we was tellin' her Leif Garret couldn't sing.
Well, my smug butt learned a lesson that day: sometimes knowin' what's what don't pay and thinkin' things through beforehand don't mean you'll win.
So I ditched my books and solicited some bribes and got me a can of V05, started doin' lots of sit-ups and bought a suit ...
Cause Cute rules.
(shave-and-a-haircut-two-bits)
Unfortunately, it's pretty unclear what could actually be *done* to Mr. Katzer in this case.
From TFA:
Jacobsen's case against Katzer is ongoing, although this most important appeal is completed. He has not yet convinced the judge that Katzer lied on his patent application, but what if he does? There has been no criminal prosecution of anyone for lying ("perjury") on a patent application since 1974, when the patent office eliminated its enforcement department.
I imagine it would be hideously expensive (and probably very intrusive to the innocents ...) to thwart this sort of behavior "before the fact" as well.