This seems like the short line. If I get there early enough, I should be able to volunteer for the whole tamale. Sort of like the line skipping dealie at Disney World, except with a rubber glove.
Why I remember just yesterday a whole Dell plant blew up, their inventory spontaneously erupting. You have no idea how huge a bite in the ass it is when all that resolution becomes debris in a wound. In the civil war they had to use maggots in fresh wounds contaminated by pixels, and that was back when resolution was 4x4. Now with new LCD technology, it has become a real nightmare. Do you think the average Malaysian hospital has the ability to properly treat (with modern methods, not maggots) a pixelated infection? Of course not. Until these companies realize that they need to grow an infrastructure beyond a frikking railspur in these developing nations, WE ARE ALL CRIMINALS.
Even worse, as a result of the same explosion, there has been significant contamination in the local water system. Huge quantities of "all" were already seeping into the groundwater, but now it is estimated that hundreds of thousands of gallons of "all" spilled directly into the Pahang River (look it up, bitches...I take my satire seriously). Soon we will have an "all" saturation of 1,000 pph (parts per headline).
What are the consequences? Well "all" is the natural enemy of "one" and its cousin "always" is the most common and numerous predator of "occasionally." "All" has already gotten rid of "one" and most occurences of "few" on the internet. Physical contaminattion of the Phahang Delta and neighboring reef environments will kill "all" local fauna...dammit. Now I got it. I got a big pile of "all." Thanks/.
I am getting tired of people saying that this is a developers conference. In the past Apple has used the WWDC to debut the original MacIntosh, the iMac, the iPod, the iPod Nano, the Wii, and the RAZR phone, which was originally supposed to be called the RAZiR phone.
It seems important to note right about now, that EVERYBODY'S expectations are reasonable. Everybody. Yes, even yours. Fyi, is all.
With IBM on board, using their tastiest, fastest computer for crimefighting, we can't lose. These IBM researchers amaze me. First they crafted the chart conquering pop music supercomputer Deep Blue Something. Now, the top 40 reduced to jetsam in their wake, they have set their sights on terrorism. You know, we can talk about how there's no pure research anymore, but IBM is as freewheeling and boundless as ever.
SPOILER ALERT: THIS IS A REAL (WASTE OF) TIME ACCOUNT!
Approaching 14 minutes. One team is actually called Sharks with Frikkin' Lasers. Well honestly, ALL I want to see is some sharks with frikkin' lasers. If I wanted to watch four cider drinking nancies talk about videogames I would break open the PSOne and the Tekken 2, put up four mirrors and have at it. Except without the cider. I don't care if this is a troll or off-topic. The fact of the matter is that if there were spaceships, it might be sort of fun, like watching various starship battles. As a non-gamer, that's the only appeal, and that's exactly what the New Worlds folks portrayed it as. That's not the case so far. Watching the Best Damn Sports Show Period, except English and about the nuances of a videogame. Well that's a tragedy. WAIT! 18 minutes, and we have different Brits, at least. And a set instead of a pub. Oh...disregard. They are still talking.
This part is actually more like all the pregame crap before a football game or something. Btw, waaaay off topic, what the hell is ESPN doing picking a Super Bowl winner? It's July. That's as crazy as picking Chaos Empire over Red Skull! You have to have made it past 20 minutes to get that joke.
I just wish somebody a) told me to be patient, and b) told me I couldn't fast forward.
Oh, and c) they didn't bother doing any real editting. Apparently you have more camera control in Gran Turismo. Yeah, back to the PSOne. At least it's Sunday.
Oh damn. and d) SAME EXPLOSION OVER AND OVER! I'm not a gamer. Do tons and tons of people play this game? I would literally NOT blow things up just because of that damn effect.
Amazingly I wrote a whole book about movies and politics but from the perspective of us gone wrong. Yeah, people like us as hardcore street racers. This iblurb is from something we should all remember, the University of Florida creating a model airplane wing that can alter its shape in flight...I'm not asking you to buy the book. Hell, if this [not just a googlepage, MY damn googlepage] seems interesting to you (apparently this is unlikely), I will send you the.pdf. Anyway...
27 August 2005 Dr. Lind: Fascist Punch in the Balls
So I was reading the BBC site's science section today, and this guy at UF invented a new kind of remote control plane that can change the shape of its wings like seagulls so it can fly in all kinds of situations like in cities or whatever. Well the government is sponsoring the program, so it's not like this thing will be at the hobby store anytime soon. I don't even know why the BBC, normally a bunch of hip cats, put this in the science section. The creators were talking about how they had x space and y weight for payloads or cargo, or whatever. "A mission payload would include a mission camera, chemical sensors, and potentially, acoustic sensors for listening outside apartment windows, for example," said Dr. Lind.
So what the fuck times two, Dr. Lind. Are you like some sort of drunk Nazi poker player tipping your hand? Are we, meaning me, supposed to be your conscience? Here's a hint, Lind. If you need the president of a Ford Focus street racing gang to be the angel on your shoulder, debating the DARPA devil, then we're all well and truly fucked.
So when you get spied on by your own fucking toy, remember we didn't tell you so. You told yourself so, dumb shit. Now go clone some dinosaurs, fuckwad. You ought to make a plane that shoots me with a tranquilizer before I slug you right in the gut, you ass.
And the other what the fuck: Why just apartments? 'Only renters are dissenters,' Lind? Fuck man, when I come up with 1984/Brave New World rhymes that fucking easily we're over the sanity horizon.
So how does all this relate to the ***CAUTION SPOILERS***? Well Tommy and Dawson were mixing it up on the Sawgrass last night, and Tommy popped off a Roman candle at some minivan people who were prolly just going home to see if they had electricity yet, just so they would cut off Dawson. Well that violates one of our core credos, and about thirteen of our sub-credos about making sure the squares don't catch fire and die and shit. I don't even know what to do about this. Tommy is cool and all, and definitely fun at parties, but if the fucking cops come to the Beach House today, I will go so fucking ballistic. Fuck, Tricky wants him out right now, because his parents are minivan people, and he's got a sister and all. But if I was Tricky, I'd be more worried about Dawson fucking my sister than Tommy putting a dozen bottle rockets through the window of their Villager.
You know I started writing this when I got bored, then things got fun, but now the hurricane, which is fucking New Orleans up in a serious biblical way, and Tommy going completely non-linear, it's getting all serious. I gotta sort this shit out. I hate sorting shit out. Fuck man, it's a minivan, not an opportunity. We aren't some fucking Neitschze car club. No Roarkes, no Freidrichs. I shouldn't have to spell this shit out.
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This seems like the short line. If I get there early enough, I should be able to volunteer for the whole tamale. Sort of like the line skipping dealie at Disney World, except with a rubber glove.
Can it detect calculators? Also, hugely bad form for the parent. He changed MoHammed to Abdul.
By calling a terrorist Mohammed, you are profiling. Why not call him John. John Mohammed.
Why I remember just yesterday a whole Dell plant blew up, their inventory spontaneously erupting. You have no idea how huge a bite in the ass it is when all that resolution becomes debris in a wound. In the civil war they had to use maggots in fresh wounds contaminated by pixels, and that was back when resolution was 4x4. Now with new LCD technology, it has become a real nightmare. Do you think the average Malaysian hospital has the ability to properly treat (with modern methods, not maggots) a pixelated infection? Of course not. Until these companies realize that they need to grow an infrastructure beyond a frikking railspur in these developing nations, WE ARE ALL CRIMINALS.
Even worse, as a result of the same explosion, there has been significant contamination in the local water system. Huge quantities of "all" were already seeping into the groundwater, but now it is estimated that hundreds of thousands of gallons of "all" spilled directly into the Pahang River (look it up, bitches...I take my satire seriously). Soon we will have an "all" saturation of 1,000 pph (parts per headline).
What are the consequences? Well "all" is the natural enemy of "one" and its cousin "always" is the most common and numerous predator of "occasionally." "All" has already gotten rid of "one" and most occurences of "few" on the internet. Physical contaminattion of the Phahang Delta and neighboring reef environments will kill "all" local fauna...dammit. Now I got it. I got a big pile of "all." Thanks /.
In other news, an anonymous reader wants yoou all to buy my book http://www.lulu.com/content/221164.
It seems important to note right about now, that EVERYBODY'S expectations are reasonable. Everybody. Yes, even yours. Fyi, is all.
With IBM on board, using their tastiest, fastest computer for crimefighting, we can't lose. These IBM researchers amaze me. First they crafted the chart conquering pop music supercomputer Deep Blue Something. Now, the top 40 reduced to jetsam in their wake, they have set their sights on terrorism. You know, we can talk about how there's no pure research anymore, but IBM is as freewheeling and boundless as ever.
Organisms do not evolve. Species evolve. Organisms adapt.
SPOILER ALERT: THIS IS A REAL (WASTE OF) TIME ACCOUNT! Approaching 14 minutes. One team is actually called Sharks with Frikkin' Lasers. Well honestly, ALL I want to see is some sharks with frikkin' lasers. If I wanted to watch four cider drinking nancies talk about videogames I would break open the PSOne and the Tekken 2, put up four mirrors and have at it. Except without the cider. I don't care if this is a troll or off-topic. The fact of the matter is that if there were spaceships, it might be sort of fun, like watching various starship battles. As a non-gamer, that's the only appeal, and that's exactly what the New Worlds folks portrayed it as. That's not the case so far. Watching the Best Damn Sports Show Period, except English and about the nuances of a videogame. Well that's a tragedy. WAIT! 18 minutes, and we have different Brits, at least. And a set instead of a pub. Oh...disregard. They are still talking. This part is actually more like all the pregame crap before a football game or something. Btw, waaaay off topic, what the hell is ESPN doing picking a Super Bowl winner? It's July. That's as crazy as picking Chaos Empire over Red Skull! You have to have made it past 20 minutes to get that joke. I just wish somebody a) told me to be patient, and b) told me I couldn't fast forward. Oh, and c) they didn't bother doing any real editting. Apparently you have more camera control in Gran Turismo. Yeah, back to the PSOne. At least it's Sunday. Oh damn. and d) SAME EXPLOSION OVER AND OVER! I'm not a gamer. Do tons and tons of people play this game? I would literally NOT blow things up just because of that damn effect.
Amazingly I wrote a whole book about movies and politics but from the perspective of us gone wrong. Yeah, people like us as hardcore street racers. This iblurb is from something we should all remember, the University of Florida creating a model airplane wing that can alter its shape in flight...I'm not asking you to buy the book. Hell, if this [not just a googlepage, MY damn googlepage] seems interesting to you (apparently this is unlikely), I will send you the .pdf. Anyway...
27 August 2005
Dr. Lind: Fascist Punch in the Balls
So I was reading the BBC site's science section today, and this guy at UF invented a new kind of remote control plane that can change the shape of its wings like seagulls so it can fly in all kinds of situations like in cities or whatever. Well the government is sponsoring the program, so it's not like this thing will be at the hobby store anytime soon. I don't even know why the BBC, normally a bunch of hip cats, put this in the science section. The creators were talking about how they had x space and y weight for payloads or cargo, or whatever. "A mission payload would include a mission camera, chemical sensors, and potentially, acoustic sensors for listening outside apartment windows, for example," said Dr. Lind.
So what the fuck times two, Dr. Lind. Are you like some sort of drunk Nazi poker player tipping your hand? Are we, meaning me, supposed to be your conscience? Here's a hint, Lind. If you need the president of a Ford Focus street racing gang to be the angel on your shoulder, debating the DARPA devil, then we're all well and truly fucked.
So when you get spied on by your own fucking toy, remember we didn't tell you so. You told yourself so, dumb shit. Now go clone some dinosaurs, fuckwad. You ought to make a plane that shoots me with a tranquilizer before I slug you right in the gut, you ass.
And the other what the fuck: Why just apartments? 'Only renters are dissenters,' Lind? Fuck man, when I come up with 1984/Brave New World rhymes that fucking easily we're over the sanity horizon.
So how does all this relate to the ***CAUTION SPOILERS***? Well Tommy and Dawson were mixing it up on the Sawgrass last night, and Tommy popped off a Roman candle at some minivan people who were prolly just going home to see if they had electricity yet, just so they would cut off Dawson. Well that violates one of our core credos, and about thirteen of our sub-credos about making sure the squares don't catch fire and die and shit. I don't even know what to do about this. Tommy is cool and all, and definitely fun at parties, but if the fucking cops come to the Beach House today, I will go so fucking ballistic. Fuck, Tricky wants him out right now, because his parents are minivan people, and he's got a sister and all. But if I was Tricky, I'd be more worried about Dawson fucking my sister than Tommy putting a dozen bottle rockets through the window of their Villager.
You know I started writing this when I got bored, then things got fun, but now the hurricane, which is fucking New Orleans up in a serious biblical way, and Tommy going completely non-linear, it's getting all serious. I gotta sort this shit out. I hate sorting shit out. Fuck man, it's a minivan, not an opportunity. We aren't some fucking Neitschze car club. No Roarkes, no Freidrichs. I shouldn't have to spell this shit out.