Index cards. Small, compact, easily indexed and searched and not susceptible to the occassional EMP.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
Index cards. Small, compact, easily indexed and searched and not susceptible to the occassional EMP.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
I'm fuzzy on the whole good/bad thing. What do you mean, "bad"?
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
'wouldn't stop recounting' means pretty much what it says. Gore's recounts extended past almost all vote certification deadlines in violation of Florida state law. There were in fact multiple recounts, not just one. http://www.uselectionatlas.org/INFORMATION/ARTICLES/pe2000timeline.php[^]
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
A little too ironic...and yeah I really do think...
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
I only speak English (with a spattering of some other but not enough to count really), but I can speak several dialects and can understand even more. British English (or is that redundantly repetitive) - Fairly good, but still trips me up on occasion Standard American English - Fluent Southern American English - Became fluent while selling insurance door to door in West Virginia Maryland American English (Including Baltimore Variant) - Same words, but you need to attempt to make each word one syllable and one occasion combine several words into one syllable. New England American English New York American English - Learned this from the wife
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
No problem. I just removed Weird Al's Polka Power from the list.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
Good suggestion, but I already tried it and it didn't help. But by golly I will keep trying it though.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
I have been in a strange mood lately working on a strange project. I can't pin down exactly how I feel at any given moment (happy, mad, depressed, etc.). I just noticed how strange my playlist has gotten and fear that I am on the verge of completely losing my mind. I was just wondering what strange mixes your listen to? Somebody Let the Devil Out - Popa Chubby West End Girls - Pet Shop Boys Symphony No. 9 - Beethoven City of New Orleans - Arlo Guthrie Mr. Brownstone - Guns 'n' Roses Crazy Train - Ozzy
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
I have GEKMOBL and my wife has MRS GEEK.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
I am going tomorrow night here in Virginia. My lovely wife got me the best tickets I have ever had to any concert. I believe it is either the 10th or 15th row (either way it is the first row after the VIP seating) dead center. This will be the third time I have seen him now.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
Me. Who am I to disagree with my kids and my wife (or do you think they are just saying that)? Of course if I have to disqualify myself then Douglas Adams.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
I prefer things on the chilly side. My optimum coding temperature is about 55f. My optimum working and moving around temperature is about 40f. In defference to my wife we agreed that I cannot keep the house any lower than 65. When I was single I kept it below freezing at night (seriously and water/liquid left out would freeze). I absolutely cannot stand anything above 75.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
You are correct. 1.2 meg 8inch floppies were available in 1977. All of my experience though was limited to the 3 and 5 inch disk. The only 8 inch disk I ever used was only the double density (500k). So please excuse the incorrect criticism. (I hate it when I incorrectly criticise something)
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
Fascinating, but extremely inaccurate in places. Just two in minor browsing - 1987 - "IBM released a new operating system, OS/2, at the same time, allowing the use of a mouse with IBMs for the first time." If I remember correctly GEOS was release before OS/2 and allowed the use of a mouse on a PC, and I don't think it was the only program/os to do so. 1980 - "Seagate Technology created the first hard disk drive for microcomputers. The disk held 5 megabytes of data, five times as much as a standard floppy disk, and fit in the space of a floppy disk drive." To the best of my knowledge there weren't a whole lot of 1 meg floppies in 1980. Most common systems were below 1/2 of that or lower.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
Regeretably, I have found that it is usually not the PM's fault. The fault usually lays in faulty requirements. Most PMs actually do the best they can with what they have. Also most of my PMs have been brought into the project late and usually aren't overly familiar with the project and most of the information was undocumented word-of-mouth. My one piece of advice is simply either go back to programming or learn how to program. Most of my PMs have had very little programming experience and can only judge a project's progress on visible UI attributes (of course this also applies to their bosses). They then make the assumption that programmers are incredibly lazy because the front end progresses slower than the back end.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
Always and unequivocally we achieve exactly the number of milestones my project manager of the month thinks I should be achieving. Luckily he/she/it doesn't have any way of measuring completion, nor do they usually have an understanding of what the milestone actually means. In fact on occassion when my PM changes I will make up a few milestones that were already complete and set those as my goals (when the PM actually lets us set our own goals/milestones). This gives me the time to go back and fix some rushed code. Luckily there is no actual plan for the project so there are no "real" milestones, the powers that be just seem to like knowing that milestones (real or imagined) are being reached. btw I am being facetious and nothing in this indicates any real situation that exists (or in the past has existed) for me. I am always a dilligent worker, always climbing towards a well defined goal and never ever ever ever do I do any that would affect my PM's mental well being.
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
I never saw a purple cow I never hope to see one But I can tell you anyhow I'd rather see than be one
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
May not look to good, but it is quite tasty. I remember my wife (a true yankee) looking on in disgust as I dug into a plate of biscuits in gravy (same thing only biscuits instead of toast) until I forced her to try it. That one thing started her on a path to being a true lover of southern cuisine (everything fried or creamed with some greens and beans thrown in for fun).
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
SOS is creamed chipped beef on toast. Uncle Sam's Shit on a Shingle[^]
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.
http://www.keurig.com/[^] This way you can have a nicely brewed cup of coffee whenever you want. This is better than the pod brewers since it is actually drip coffe instead of being brewed under pressure (if you like drip coffee).
Happiness is knowing that somewhere out there, there is a bullet with your name on it.