Re: ... more Caerphilly
You and your cheesy jokes.
347 posts • joined 8 Jan 2013
You and your cheesy jokes.
With clear heels, natch.
Keep out of the black and in the red,
There's nothing in this game for two in a bed
By your logic, any country that doesn't spend the entire national money-pot on the "starving poor" should get zero aid money.
Try taking the xenophobe-tinted spex off and looking beyond the end of your nose.
Or if that doesn't work, try a wardrobe.
Then maybe a fridge.
I agree. I've often thought that Stackoverflow could possibly support a sibling, magazine-style site.
The SO site already has a huge userbase and an established, household (well, programming-household) name that could lend weight to such an endeavour.
Indeed. Lots of them.
Landlocked != Beachless.
.. funds achieved.
Now, on with the show!
That clown always has something in his pocket.
Juan Ponce or two?
... but I have to concur with the comments I've read; this redesign has been a misguided, ill-judged and altogether bolloxeded up exercise in readership alienation.
Lemon entry, my dear Cowshed.
I have to use both VB and C# on a daily basis.
On balance, I probably prefer C# but they both have their merits (and flaws).
Never did quite get into using Eclipse for Android properly and spend a lot more time fannying about with set up and configuration than should really be necessary.
This sounds like it might well be worth further investigation.
It may be you have.
To save you re-reading the whole thing:
Sub heading: Methane moon wind must blow harder - boffins
1st para: takes more effort than previously thought, say boffins.
2nd para: Space boffins from the University of Tennessee
6th para: but boffins think that rather than crushed up shells or grit
Last line: The research was published in hefty boffinry mag Nature
I was under the impression that the game data for all the games was stored in the console itself and that the cartridges served more as keys which would determine an arrangement of jumpers within the console.
Perhaps I'm getting the Odyssey confused with another console.
Catholics v Protestants == Two baldy guys arguing over a comb.
If you have worked with NuGet packages, you will know that dependency issues, also known as DLL Hell, can still be a problem. Package A requires version n of Package B, but package C does not work with version n of Package B.
I've encountered this scenario on more than one occasion.
It is usually accompanied by a series of curses and incantations.
I've been dumped out of the game's servers (and therefore back to the options screen) on several occasions – certainly more than times than I can gloss over here.
That alone is enough of a reason for me to give this a wide berth.
Don't forget your (hot) towel.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head
But it's not me.
Careful we don't stray off Topic.
He knows lots of words but not how to use them.
I also notice I am from from being.....
Bravo sir, well played.
I see what you did there.
You forget to mention that playing PacMan doesn't make you run around darkened rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive music.
As someone who played a fair bit of PacMan as a kid, all I can say is, if it wasn't PacMan that caused it, what was it?
I lost years of my life to trackers, or rather a tracker: the wonderful OctaMED
8 bit sampler connected via the Parallel port, MIDI gear sequenced via the serial port and external MIDI i/f that you lucky Atari folks already had built in.
I still have all that gear. Nostalgic silliness preventing me from getting rid.
Probably around the same time as "action".
As in, "Which one of you tadgers actioned the verbalisation of architect?"
(I know that makes no sense but it seems little needs to these days.)
Orion may be a "big" Apollo capsule, but it is way too small for a Mars mission (unless they can get there in less than a month).
From the article:
We’ll carry other things with us, like habitation modules, so that there’ll be large volumes for the astronauts to occupy during the nine month transit to Mars.
Or even staggered at three second intervals, like a rockety-air-force-display-team-cum-fireworks-display.
I'll say "i" to that!
Scottish readers doubt that's true.
I've still got a tin of Quality Street from 1992 (the tin, not the Chocs) and on the side it says weight including wraps 2Kg/1.93Kg net!
Now they've shrunk to about 750g a tin!...ROBBING BASTARDS!
That's only because they banned the use of lead in the wrapping paper.
Got you now. Thanks for the clarification.
Is Bootcamp unavailable on a Macbook Air?
And all we hear is Radiant Gaga.
Apart from the fact that "their own governments" probably have a combined capability orders of magnitude greater than the "normal" criminal class, the knowledge that those who officially claim to be protecting you are actually up to no good can be quite a motivator for some folk.
Good grief, I hope not.
Setting it in a wizard's sleeve would be preferable to that.
I have to disagree but only with the benefit of having seen it again recently
When I first saw Terminator 2 I was blown away (mainly by the FX, tbh) and thought it a worthy successor to the first movie.
Having recently watched both films again, I have completely changed my mind:
Terminator - stands up well and is still a very good film.
Terminator 2 - full of plot holes and not a good film at all.
I'd go along with the others on your list though.
I haven't met one in woman in a professional sound engineering context. Managers, musicians, songwriters, stage managers. Yes. TONS. But none in a senior engineering role.
Music tech colleges generally have an 80:20 split between guys and girls on entry. Almost invariably, they end up focusing on the other areas I outlined - less on the tech.
I attended a Sound Engineering course 3-4 years ago and there was one woman in a class of ~30.
OTOH, one of my favourite live music venues in town here has a female resident sound engineer.
It's costing us up to twenty MEEEEEELLLIIIOOONNN squids per company to spy on...... ourselves?
And from Mumu?
Have to confess to getting carried away on the enthusiasm of this yesterday and slapping sixty quid down. Woke up this morning wondering how this fool and his money were so easily parted.
Then I remembered rattling eighty quid on Saturday night, with ought but a hangover to show for it next day.