Hey, when you see a misspelling like that you know the submitter's not using a spell checker and is at least semiliterate. When you see "They're dog over their is there favorite" you know the sumbitter has trouble tying his shoes.
I always wondered about Colin Powell, what kind of mother would call their kid "colon"?
I know, I know, the myspace demographic doesn't know any better.
The myspace demographic is supposed to be the generation that grew up with the internet! It's us geezers that aren't supposed to understand this intarwebs thang.
That said, you can find me there. But it's not a picture I wouldn't want seen; the one I wouldn't want seen's on my driver's license.
There is probably still a picture of the signboard at George Ranks where Meg played a practical joke on Danny (before Danny got himself fired and barred and before the place went out of business) and rearanged the letters to say something obscene.
I haven't seen Meg in a while, she's so hot she makes Amy look plain.
Um, Anybody concerned with internet privacy along with everybody who had a myspace account with pictures posted privately they did not intend the public to see.
Rule #1 of the internet: If you don't want anyone to see something, don't fucking put it it on the internet! There is no such thing as "posted privately on the internet". If it's REALLY something you don't want seen don't even put it in a computer CONNECTED to the internet. In fact, don't even take the damned pictures!!!
Gees, if brains were dynamite some people wouldn't have enough to blow their noses. I wonder how many pics in that 17 gig file are goatse?
I only had the one, they put me out for it. "You're going to go to sleep now" and the next thing I knew I was in postop. They prescribed some sort of drug for postop, but I didn't have a car then and had to have my daughter take a cab to the hospital to get me, and she wouldn't walk the 3 blocks to Walgreens to get the prescription filled.
I had trouble sitting ofr a day or two, but I'm damned glad now I had it done.
The cataract surgery (click the sig for details) in contrast had no pain whatever, save when they dosed me with eyedrops in preop. They had m ein "twilight sleep" for that, there was no pain but I distinctly remember freaking out when they stuck the needle in my eye. It too was worth it.
Fortunately there was just one doctor, and she was a very nice lady. That didn't make getting something shoved up my ass pleasant, though.
The one they did with the actual surgery I assume they did before cutting, but I wasn't conscience9sp?) then. Being asleep is the way to go! Although I assume they've got little cameras now.
Agreed. Some people have mod points but no grasp of technology.
OTOH this comment (mine) should be downmodded, as it certainly IS offtopic. Mods, the parent post is informative, the GP is interesting, and this one is offtopic. ("No karma bonus" checked, so I'm starting off by downmodding myslef)
I had a really bad hemorriod. I mean it was BAD. My then-wife finally talked me into taking it to the doctor. He scheduled a visit to a local hospital for an endoscopy, as he worried that the anal bleeding was from cancer.
Well, to make a short story even shorter, the lady doctor he sent me to shoved a big (compared to today) TV camera up my ass. I didn't like it a bit; I'd never had anything up there but shit before. She told me I had the most beautiful colin she'd seen (flattery will get you nowhere in that situation, lady).
So I went to see a proctologist. The office was dingy, and suggested dirtiness. The heavily accented doctor didn't inspire confidence, telling me I had the worst hemmoroid he'd ever seen. Not exactly what you want to hear from a doctor. "Has anyone ever died from a hemmoroid?" I asked. "No, not that I'm aware of" he said. "Has anyone ever died from hemmoroid surgery?" I asked. "Well," he answered, "there are always risks to any surgery".
I suffered with my hemmoroid for another fifteen years after that, and finally let a different doctor (a very pretty lady too) cut me a new asshole about five years ago. I think I journaled it in the old Paxil Diaries, I'm not sure. While I was unconscience they did another endoscope, most likely with a much smaller camera.
I was supposed to go back for another endoscopy last year. Guess what? I'd rather have colin cancer than have that damned TV camera shoved up my ass again!
Oh, I'm sure there are a lot of game related stories that never make it out of the firehose. Now, RIAA and SCO stories, that's a different matter entirely!
HHTG brings back painful memories. I played it at the library on their Apple IIe, and could never get off the earth, despite having read the books and seen the TV series.
My daughter got me an omnibus edition of the books for Christmas and I'm just starting to reread the series. In the preface Adams mentions how all the different versions of book, film, TV, radio, album, and computer game are different. So that at least explains why I sucked so bad at it. I mean, besides my general suckiness at playing text adventures.
I almost got a job with Scott Adams' adventure game company in the early 80s. There was a want ad for 6809 (iirc) programmers, and I'd hacked my 6809 based TRS-80 into an unsuppoirted graphics mode and written a graphics programn for that mode (and sold six copies by mail order after an ad in Byte; I broke even on the ad), as well as porting Artificial Insanity to it. I talked to Mr. Adams on the phone, and I was to come out to the office to meet everyone. The job looked certain.
I put on my dress slacks and a white shirt and tried to look "nice". Mind you, I was working at Disney at that time, where clean-cut was mandatory.
I got there and all the guys, including Scott, were long haired jeans wearing hippies. I didn't get the job, and to this day I'm certain it's because I was overdressed. Had I neglected to shave, and worn jeans and a Budweiser T shirt I'm sure I'd have been hired!
And if MS can survive ME, it can survive anything.
Yes, but they're a big gazillion dollar company. The question is can WE survive you?
-mcgrew
PS: We;'re out of meat and whiskey, have some spam and dirty water. Don't forget to mod this lame comment down. I did! ("No Karma Bonus" checked? Check!)
Actually Vista is selling like hotcakes. Dell is buying lots of copies, Gateway is buying lots of copies, Sony is buying lots of copies, OEMs are buying lots of copies.
The only people who aren't buying Vista are businesses that aren't making computers, home computer owners, upgraders, and everybody else.
-mcgrew
(no journal for YOU! You;ll have to make do with reruns. Happy DT.)
Motley Fool: Bring out your dead! Gearoid_Murphy: Here's one. Motley Fool: Ninepence. Microsoft: I'm not dead! Motley Fool: What? Gearoid_Murphy: Nothing. Here's your ninepence. Microsoft: I'm not dead! Motley Fool: 'Ere. He says he's not dead! Gearoid_Murphy: Yes, he is. Microsoft: I'm not! Motley Fool: He isn't? Gearoid_Murphy: Well, he will be soon. He's very ill. Microsoft: I'm getting better! Gearoid_Murphy: No, you're not. You'll be stone dead in a moment. Motley Fool: Oh, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations. Microsoft: I don't want to go on the cart! Gearoid_Murphy: Oh, don't be such a baby. Motley Fool: I can't take him. Microsoft: I feel fine! Gearoid_Murphy: Well, do us a favour. Motley Fool: I can't. Gearoid_Murphy: Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes? He won't be long. Motley Fool: No, I've got to go to Sony's. They've lost nine today. Gearoid_Murphy: Well, when's your next round? Motley Fool: Tuesday. Microsoft: I think I'll go for a walk. Gearoid_Murphy: You're not fooling anyone, you know. Look. Isn't there something you can do? Microsoft: [singing] I feel happy! I feel happy!
Apologies for spamming you with this Monty Pythin troll.
That's "troll" or "flamebait" you insensitive clods!
Now to prevent an offtopic modding myself, from the summary: You don't need to watch the 'I'm a Mac, I'm a PC' commercials to see that Microsoft is taking a licking
Did Timex buy them out? "Microsoft takes a licking and keeps on ticking". Although in Microsoft's case, "ticking" probably means the critters your dog brings home from the woods in his coat, considering that Microsoft is King of thr Bugs. Or Lord Of The Fkies or something.
History says you're wrong. Here's how your post would have looked 2k years ago:
When you read a scroll its natural for you to sit with it, hand-printed, preferably in some handy format where you unroll and roll. It makes sense to let people try before they buy. Personally I sit in my bed with a pot of wine, its nice comfy and let me really enter the world(s) of the scroll.
[1500 years later]
Music however got recorded. People don't own musical instruments any longer because the sound will still suck, we are used to music being played by professionals. A lot of people have gotten used to the idea of music being something massively stored in a shelf. When you got the music in recorded format you don't get any additional value by seeing the performance live.
I grew up with a father who dubbed every movie that we rented and almost every movie that came onto HBO, almost reflexively. It was an impressive collection - almost never used, and one that ultimately cost the studios absolutely nothing.
Shiver me timbers! Yarr, it oin't piracy unless thar's blood spilled, matey. We pirates don't infrinege copyright, we rape pillage and plunder and drink gallons of rum.
Stupid copyright infringers don't even steal, they're in trouble for giving shit away. We REAL pirates don't give nothin' away, we cut yer throat and keep it ourselves. Now get your arsse on that plank, yer gettin' keel hauled.
While I got you here, I'm feedin' ya some Spam since thar ain't no real meat today. Now tell me before I run ya through, should I find a publisher for The Paxil Diaries?
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Hey, when you see a misspelling like that you know the submitter's not using a spell checker and is at least semiliterate. When you see "They're dog over their is there favorite" you know the sumbitter has trouble tying his shoes.
I always wondered about Colin Powell, what kind of mother would call their kid "colon"?
I know, I know, the myspace demographic doesn't know any better.
The myspace demographic is supposed to be the generation that grew up with the internet! It's us geezers that aren't supposed to understand this intarwebs thang.
That said, you can find me there. But it's not a picture I wouldn't want seen; the one I wouldn't want seen's on my driver's license.
There is probably still a picture of the signboard at George Ranks where Meg played a practical joke on Danny (before Danny got himself fired and barred and before the place went out of business) and rearanged the letters to say something obscene.
I haven't seen Meg in a while, she's so hot she makes Amy look plain.
Dude, that video of you throwing that chair has been on the internet for a long time now.
Um, Anybody concerned with internet privacy along with everybody who had a myspace account with pictures posted privately they did not intend the public to see.
Rule #1 of the internet: If you don't want anyone to see something, don't fucking put it it on the internet! There is no such thing as "posted privately on the internet". If it's REALLY something you don't want seen don't even put it in a computer CONNECTED to the internet. In fact, don't even take the damned pictures!!!
Gees, if brains were dynamite some people wouldn't have enough to blow their noses. I wonder how many pics in that 17 gig file are goatse?
CATS? Damn, I thought I was downloading pictures of the other kind of pussy. Damn damn damn! Miight as well stop the torrent...
I only had the one, they put me out for it. "You're going to go to sleep now" and the next thing I knew I was in postop. They prescribed some sort of drug for postop, but I didn't have a car then and had to have my daughter take a cab to the hospital to get me, and she wouldn't walk the 3 blocks to Walgreens to get the prescription filled.
I had trouble sitting ofr a day or two, but I'm damned glad now I had it done.
The cataract surgery (click the sig for details) in contrast had no pain whatever, save when they dosed me with eyedrops in preop. They had m ein "twilight sleep" for that, there was no pain but I distinctly remember freaking out when they stuck the needle in my eye. It too was worth it.
Damn it Jim, I'm a nerd, not a doctor!
Just use troll, flamenait, or offtopic like everybody else does. And BTW you probably won't want to read any of my hooker-infested journals either.
Fortunately there was just one doctor, and she was a very nice lady. That didn't make getting something shoved up my ass pleasant, though.
The one they did with the actual surgery I assume they did before cutting, but I wasn't conscience9sp?) then. Being asleep is the way to go! Although I assume they've got little cameras now.
That's insensitive clod, you insensitive clod!
"Swallow this goldfish, Bones."
"Damn it, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a circuc geek!"
Agreed. Some people have mod points but no grasp of technology.
OTOH this comment (mine) should be downmodded, as it certainly IS offtopic. Mods, the parent post is informative, the GP is interesting, and this one is offtopic. ("No karma bonus" checked, so I'm starting off by downmodding myslef)
-mcgrew
PS- no spam for YOU!
I had a really bad hemorriod. I mean it was BAD. My then-wife finally talked me into taking it to the doctor. He scheduled a visit to a local hospital for an endoscopy, as he worried that the anal bleeding was from cancer.
Well, to make a short story even shorter, the lady doctor he sent me to shoved a big (compared to today) TV camera up my ass. I didn't like it a bit; I'd never had anything up there but shit before. She told me I had the most beautiful colin she'd seen (flattery will get you nowhere in that situation, lady).
So I went to see a proctologist. The office was dingy, and suggested dirtiness. The heavily accented doctor didn't inspire confidence, telling me I had the worst hemmoroid he'd ever seen. Not exactly what you want to hear from a doctor. "Has anyone ever died from a hemmoroid?" I asked. "No, not that I'm aware of" he said. "Has anyone ever died from hemmoroid surgery?" I asked. "Well," he answered, "there are always risks to any surgery".
I suffered with my hemmoroid for another fifteen years after that, and finally let a different doctor (a very pretty lady too) cut me a new asshole about five years ago. I think I journaled it in the old Paxil Diaries, I'm not sure. While I was unconscience they did another endoscope, most likely with a much smaller camera.
I was supposed to go back for another endoscopy last year. Guess what? I'd rather have colin cancer than have that damned TV camera shoved up my ass again!
-mcgrew
Wow! A 94 meter transistor, that's one big transister! How big is the laptop going to be? Shades of Oldenberg!
-mcgrew
No spam for YOU!
Now please would you let me off this plank?
Sure thing, matey
*splash*
Oh, I'm sure there are a lot of game related stories that never make it out of the firehose. Now, RIAA and SCO stories, that's a different matter entirely!
HHTG brings back painful memories. I played it at the library on their Apple IIe, and could never get off the earth, despite having read the books and seen the TV series.
My daughter got me an omnibus edition of the books for Christmas and I'm just starting to reread the series. In the preface Adams mentions how all the different versions of book, film, TV, radio, album, and computer game are different. So that at least explains why I sucked so bad at it. I mean, besides my general suckiness at playing text adventures.
I almost got a job with Scott Adams' adventure game company in the early 80s. There was a want ad for 6809 (iirc) programmers, and I'd hacked my 6809 based TRS-80 into an unsuppoirted graphics mode and written a graphics programn for that mode (and sold six copies by mail order after an ad in Byte; I broke even on the ad), as well as porting Artificial Insanity to it. I talked to Mr. Adams on the phone, and I was to come out to the office to meet everyone. The job looked certain.
I put on my dress slacks and a white shirt and tried to look "nice". Mind you, I was working at Disney at that time, where clean-cut was mandatory.
I got there and all the guys, including Scott, were long haired jeans wearing hippies. I didn't get the job, and to this day I'm certain it's because I was overdressed. Had I neglected to shave, and worn jeans and a Budweiser T shirt I'm sure I'd have been hired!
Motley Fool is authoritative? I have seen better reasoning from crackheads.
You forgot to furnish a link, dude.
And if MS can survive ME, it can survive anything.
Yes, but they're a big gazillion dollar company. The question is can WE survive you?
-mcgrew
PS: We;'re out of meat and whiskey, have some spam and dirty water. Don't forget to mod this lame comment down. I did! ("No Karma Bonus" checked? Check!)
PPS- "halivar?" Is that you, Hulver?
The reason they cited that was strong Vista sales
Actually Vista is selling like hotcakes. Dell is buying lots of copies, Gateway is buying lots of copies, Sony is buying lots of copies, OEMs are buying lots of copies.
The only people who aren't buying Vista are businesses that aren't making computers, home computer owners, upgraders, and everybody else.
-mcgrew
(no journal for YOU! You;ll have to make do with reruns. Happy DT.)
Motley Fool: Bring out your dead!
Gearoid_Murphy: Here's one.
Motley Fool: Ninepence.
Microsoft: I'm not dead!
Motley Fool: What?
Gearoid_Murphy: Nothing. Here's your ninepence.
Microsoft: I'm not dead!
Motley Fool: 'Ere. He says he's not dead!
Gearoid_Murphy: Yes, he is.
Microsoft: I'm not!
Motley Fool: He isn't?
Gearoid_Murphy: Well, he will be soon. He's very ill.
Microsoft: I'm getting better!
Gearoid_Murphy: No, you're not. You'll be stone dead in a moment.
Motley Fool: Oh, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations.
Microsoft: I don't want to go on the cart!
Gearoid_Murphy: Oh, don't be such a baby.
Motley Fool: I can't take him.
Microsoft: I feel fine!
Gearoid_Murphy: Well, do us a favour.
Motley Fool: I can't.
Gearoid_Murphy: Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes? He won't be long.
Motley Fool: No, I've got to go to Sony's. They've lost nine today.
Gearoid_Murphy: Well, when's your next round?
Motley Fool: Tuesday.
Microsoft: I think I'll go for a walk.
Gearoid_Murphy: You're not fooling anyone, you know. Look. Isn't there something you can do?
Microsoft: [singing] I feel happy! I feel happy!
Apologies for spamming you with this Monty Pythin troll.
-mcgrew
That's "troll" or "flamebait" you insensitive clods!
Now to prevent an offtopic modding myself, from the summary:
You don't need to watch the 'I'm a Mac, I'm a PC' commercials to see that Microsoft is taking a licking
Did Timex buy them out? "Microsoft takes a licking and keeps on ticking". Although in Microsoft's case, "ticking" probably means the critters your dog brings home from the woods in his coat, considering that Microsoft is King of thr Bugs. Or Lord Of The Fkies or something.
Go ahead, astroturfers, mod me dowm. If you mod me down I shall become more powerful than you can imagine! Yes that's an old one. And no, there's no new journal today so don't even bother looking.
-mcgrew
No spam for YOU! Oh wait a minute, mod this one "overrated" I did.
History says you're wrong. Here's how your post would have looked 2k years ago:
When you read a scroll its natural for you to sit with it, hand-printed, preferably in some handy format where you unroll and roll. It makes sense to let people try before they buy. Personally I sit in my bed with a pot of wine, its nice comfy and let me really enter the world(s) of the scroll.
[1500 years later]
Music however got recorded. People don't own musical instruments any longer because the sound will still suck, we are used to music being played by professionals. A lot of people have gotten used to the idea of music being something massively stored in a shelf. When you got the music in recorded format you don't get any additional value by seeing the performance live.
-mcgrew
(No spam for YOU!)
I grew up with a father who dubbed every movie that we rented and almost every movie that came onto HBO, almost reflexively. It was an impressive collection - almost never used, and one that ultimately cost the studios absolutely nothing.
Patty? Is that you?
-mcgrew
(No spam for YOU!)
Shiver me timbers! Yarr, it oin't piracy unless thar's blood spilled, matey. We pirates don't infrinege copyright, we rape pillage and plunder and drink gallons of rum.
Stupid copyright infringers don't even steal, they're in trouble for giving shit away. We REAL pirates don't give nothin' away, we cut yer throat and keep it ourselves. Now get your arsse on that plank, yer gettin' keel hauled.
While I got you here, I'm feedin' ya some Spam since thar ain't no real meat today. Now tell me before I run ya through, should I find a publisher for The Paxil Diaries?