Re: Badger size
So we are roughly talking about a variation of +/- 1.15 million badgers then.....
Or the new carrier simply displaces more in autumn than it does in spring.
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So we are roughly talking about a variation of +/- 1.15 million badgers then.....
Or the new carrier simply displaces more in autumn than it does in spring.
But the Swiss railways were right; it was a straight landgrab.
In Switzerland that would be an uphill battle.
... and your other charger is inside the house, the door of which is controlled via Bluetooth.
They'll never find that plane, because it was never meant to be found.
They may, perhaps, one day find that plane, because it was meant to be extremely hard to find.
Then there were those really big cassettes (LCassette ?). Sony made some machines, but the medium barely surfaced.
Elcaset. Basically your standard compact cassette, scaled up to work with 1/4" tape (like consumer reel-to-reel recorders uses).
ITYM Dihydrogen Monoxide, or DHMO
By the way - it costs less than 1/3rd of the contraption discussed here too.
And for that low, low price you not only get a juicer that does not take space on your counter top, it *is* its own counter top (if you close the lid), and you can even wash your clothes in it.
Exactly. But the value is not to the juser, rather to the company. Although I'm hard-pressed to see enough poor saps buying the machine and its
ink cartridgesfruit packs to get the company to stay liquid, even with the sales talk where Jeff Dunn managed to squeeze in most of the currantly fashionable buzzwords. Also, as it's IoT, it's certain to leak sensitive data all over the place.
Clearly you've got to be nuts to buy a machine like this.
then possibly some sort of slime mould could achieve a collective consciousness?
Certainly possible; I've found stuff in my fridge that could sit in parliament without anyone noticing were it not for its physical appearance.
7.62 mm tends to be quite large enough.
Nice change from their software that kindof unintentionally congealed into being.
Gravity resellers should start offering rebate schemes, like those for energy where they offer to send a solar panel to a developing country for every three or five you're installing: send one Newton of gravitational force towards de-orbiting space junk for every five you're using yourself.
Indians will get them down, then put them on a beach, have them stripped by the local population and burn wha's left.
So it prevents collisions with random absent* parrots? Looks easy to me.
* alternative: dead. Stiff, deceased, etc.
If that was medium, I'd hate to see a big one!
In naming things that come in a range of sizes, you leave room for expansion so that you can add items at both ends of the range without getting into rather convoluted names.
Sensible: bomb, medium capacity.
Daft: Mother/Father of all bombs
Inbetween: Very Large Telescope. Because that would need to expand upwards as Even Larger Telescope, and after that you get into names like Humongous* Telescope and Brobdignagian Telescope or you have to resort to expletives, and in both cases you have to supply a reference list sorted by size.
* Huge (pron. Yuuge) is a registered trademark of the Trump Dynasty, and may not be used without
Another British inventor, with his dog Barnes Gromit
IIRC "Ignition" described a 50 ton mishap in the 1950's.
No, just one ton.
"And even if you don't have a fire, the results can be devastating enough when chlorine trifluoride gets loose, as the General Chemical Co. discovered when they had a big spill. Their salesmen were awfully coy about discussing the matter, and it wasn't until I threatened to buy my RFNA from Du Pont that one of them would come across with the details.
It happened at their Shreveport, Louisiana, installation, while they were preparing to ship out, for the first time, a one-ton steel cylinder of CTF. The cylinder had been cooled with dry ice to make it easier to load the material into it, and the cold had apparently embrittled the steel. For as they were maneuvering the cylinder onto a dolly, it split and dumped one ton of chlorine trifluoride onto the floor. It chewed its way through twelve inches of concrete and dug a three-foot hole in the gravel underneath, filled the place with fumes which corroded everything in sight, and, in general, made one hell of a mess.
Civil Defense turned out, and started to evacuate the neighborhood, and to put it mildly, there was quite a brouhaha before things quieted down. Miraculously, nobody was killed, but there was one casualty — the man who had been steadying the cylinder when it split. He was found some five hundred feet away, where he had reached Mach 2 and was still picking up speed when he was stopped by a heart attack."
I've even seen people suggest a "21,000 tonne bomb" has been dropped,
It wouldn't even need an explosive charge; if you manage to drop it from, say, 3000m you'll get a rather impressive dent anyway.
The Handley Page Victor was designed to carry two Tallboys, or one Grand Slam plus some other stuff.
Being not quite dead. This also burdens their even less dead mates to get the not quite dead ones out and to some sort of hospital.requiring medical staff to make an effort to fix them up a bit, then their relatives etc. to continue that process as far as that would be possible.
But that's probably not what the article author intended.
if you suck all the oxygen out, it'll be very difficult to set the air on fire
Derek Lowe, on the properties of ClF3: "The compound also a stronger oxidizing agent than oxygen itself, which also puts it into rare territory. That means that it can potentially go on to “burn” things that you would normally consider already burnt to hell and gone, and a practical consequence of that is that it’ll start roaring reactions with things like bricks and asbestos tile. " (doesn't apply to this bomb, this is just to enlighten people who think you need oxygen to 'burn' stuff)
The MOAB is the stupidest thing ever built since a very large portion of its energy ends up just going straight up at the atmosphere,
Go read up on the WWII Tallboy and Grand Slam bombs designed by Barnes Wallis, and look at some of the pictures of the damage done by those.
You don't blow a hole in a 3.5m thick reinforced concrete U-boot pen or penetrate a hillside to have the explosion take out a railway tunnel for the rest of the war with 1000lb bombs. Trying to seriously damage a tunnel/cave complex that way is a similarly futile endeavour.
One other idea is the hard drive could be copied onto other. But there are a couple of problems with this case. Laptops have serial numbers and probably company inventory numbers assigned.
That's why you get another one that matches one of the company lappies, image that one's disk on to the one you just got (and the other one's disk image you save somewhere), then hand back both company machines unspindled, unfolded and unmutilated.
Let's assume this guy is similar to me - knows a company laptop can connect to the company network, but wouldn't know where to start to get another laptop to.
Really? Wouldn't you just start by dropping "buy laptop $BRAND $MODEL" into your favourite search engine? And there'll be several eBay links on the first results page.
Patel gave back one of the original laptops, and another unissued laptop, after completely wiping the hard drive.
Get another laptop, same model and specs as one of the ones you're about to hand back, then image that disk onto the new one. Hand back both company lappies.
there is nothing new under the sun.
Tell that to what started as a puddle of coffee under the Ultra 10, now growing blueish-green tendrils and hissing menacingly at the cleaning rag.
Jehova's Witnesses and the like will never ever call on you again after one little chat.
The one little chat that stopped JWs darkening my doorstep was made one early Saturday morning around ten, just a mere two hours after I had come home from a very worthwhile party and getting into bed. Their ringing my doorbell did not put me in a state accommodating a polite discussion vis-a-vis our respective views on life, the universe and everything; my slamming the door must have registered with the Meteorological Institute 80km away, and the preceding admonishment is unfit to be reproduced in a respected publication like El Reg. But clearly it was effective, in the 30 years since no JW has indeed darkened my doorstep.
Let's hope the developers get roasted (but I'm not holding my breath)
One thing I'm wondering though; how did they manage to sneak out an entire monitor or 2 on which to use said PCs?
Headless systems that they could connect to from the inmate area? The systems were in a false ceiling, not a place where you would usually be able to go and sit to view a monitor. For the system in the inmate area they would initially probably needed just Putty to get to their hidden systems. And apparently they had found some of the tools they needed on disks of systems they were taking apart, so that they could bootstrap their toolkit.
I've never understood why people fill their garages with junk and then leave their next most expensive purchase sitting on the drive.
Exactly. Tthat's why the motorcycles are in the garage, neatly leaving room for the concrete premix, the pinball machines and the MIG welder, and the car is outside.
This process also works with Spare rooms, Attics (Lofts) and Car boots (Trunks) :)
If it wasn't filled with junk you would put your car in its own boot? Is your name Maurits Escher, perchance?
(Spare rooms and attics are rarely designed to allow getting a car in. And out)
In no small number of cases, that last word is actually four letters longer and now rhymes with 'duck'.
Must thank that company for the important lesson they have taught consumers
You'd think that that lesson would have already been learned after the Revolver fiasco, and the Nest fiasco, and the numerous other fiascos, but no.
With only very few exceptions, consumers are unable and/or unwilling to learn.
My kids are long flown the nest but that makes no difference. Who has a garage with space in it for a car?
Let's see: two and a half pallets of concrete premix, a concrete mixer, five motorcycles* of which one with sidecar, two pinball machines, two pallets with crates with spare parts, a drill press, a MIG welder and eleven 19x8 cm wooden beams, five meters long.
And I didn't need kids for that.
* three more are in a shed, and one is 500km away.
Well, the user requirement is to turn the heating down when she goes to bed, which is randomly any time from 10:30 pm to 1:30 am, so its kinda tricky to schedule on a timer.
As well as the options mentioned already, there are also thermostats with a PIR sensor, so that it stays at the high preset as long as it detects a body*.
* Doesn't work for people huddled in a blanket and stiff from the cold due to an improperly set thermostat.
Well, someone who was in DEC FS with me specialised on printers. Of course that makes sense when you're running multi page per second band and drum printers, but he was the only one willing and able to deal with the LCP01 inkjet. Which didn't yet have the throw-out-and-replace-with-new-printhead-with-cartridge way of 'cleaning', it had tubes and reservoirs and pumps and gubbins and doodads that invariably gummed up three days after your latest print. He was known as Johan Dammit because of his way of expressing his opinion of all things printer (and most other things electromechanical), but he was the guy who managed to *fix* your printer. Which, in the case of the LCP01 was no mean feat, and involved him ending up like a Jackson Pollock canvas.
(Being of a sensible disposition, I never buy coffee from coffee shops in the first place, because it's five times the price of making it at home and isn't as nice.)
That would mean that after sitting on trains for close to an hour, I would have to retrace my steps and travel another hour before I can enjoy coffee. So no. And the place I get coffee is serving a proper Italian espresso roast, available in fluid form as standard coffee, espresso and ristretto.
In the past, coders had to build their own environments from the ground up - hardware, networking, o/s, development tools
with their bare hands, scratching the required bits from slabs of granite twenty-eight hours a day, while sitting in a hole in the middle of a busy road with only a handful of cold, poisonous gravel for food.
Someone fetch me 10 sets of identical twins, 20 crosses, a bag of 6 inch nails and a big 'ammer.
Be sure to wear appropriate safety gear, because dropping that hammer on your toes when not wearing S3-class boots is sure to be painful. Also, best to use a nailgun, for repeatability as well as preventing RSI.
(seen in an Usenet .signature: "When all you have is a nailgun, every problem looks like a messiah."
Is it a rule that folks in Britain and Europe MUST find fault in everything American?
Well, one more fault: Britain is part of Europe. And it will be even after Brexit finalises, because Europe refers to the continent, not the economic and political union.
Many non metallic things conduct, such as wet string.
The principal reason why most landline phone systems happen to work.
safety shutters (which require some force to be opened when a plug is inserted),
The shutters are designed to open only when you stick two roughly prong-shaped items into both holes simultaneously; they need to slide or rotate, and jam when you only press against one.
Actually, I feel the same about European plugs - I don't have a lot of experience with them, but they scare me.
So much wrong there, indeed.
First, there's no such thing as 'an' European plug. There are Europlugs, a two-prong non-grounded plug that fits most continental wall sockets, despite their differing configurations regarding grounding. Nearly all of these plugs have plastic prongs with metal tips, even the DIY ones. Then, for grounded appliances there's Schuko, recessed, with cutouts and two earthing clips, French, also recessed with a protruding earth pin, Danish, Swiss and Italian (additional ground via third pin on plug, different configurations). Non-Europlug two-pin plugs tend not to fit Schuko and French, because theu lack the appropriate cutouts and are unable to accommodate the ground pin. They also have a sufficiently large plug body that it's hard (though not impossible) to touch the pins on a half-inserted plug. Ungrounded wall sockets tend to be recessed to make touching even harder.
And if you're using travel conversion plugs: those are the ones that tend to go from 'iffy' via 'downright dangerous' to 'the designer should have used the prototype before submitting it for production (see icon)'.
They missed out on using Bluetooth, with its pairing of devices.
Ahh. I have seen the light,
s/light/date/ , is it?
I'm not sure I want to know.
About two decades back I had a lightning strike right across the street, about 30m away. And kind of out of the black*, there had been a few very distant rumblings some minutes earlier, then a single almighty explosion-like clap, with an eerie silence afterwards. Also, the street lighting was out, my GFI had tripped, as clearly had quite a few others down the street. Landline phone was out, and after I had reset the GFI it turned out that cable TV was dead too.
Damage to my PC** was a blown-up soundcard and a dead external modem. The soundcard was literally blown up: around the connectors the circuit board was at least twice as thick as it had been before, but not otherwise visibly damaged or scorched.
* it was just past midnight, so not blue.
** I had just the one, back then.
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