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Aaah, you mean Quote: fine lousy evenings We've all had those. I was on a pub crawl in Manchester once (the location being suspect enough). The last one had the news on TV and it was announced that Keith Moon had died.
I really can't shake that one!
Life is like a s**t sandwich; the more bread you have, the less s**t you eat.
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You you also get the really fine evenings that start out brilliantly, and then you wake up in a strange place, with strange people and have no idea how you got there. But it comes back and you start wishing it hadn't...I didn't do that, did I? I did? Why? And more to the point how?
Worse, if you don't remember, there will be plenty of people able and willing to recall perfectly for you...
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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Makes me think of The Moody Blues: "Woke up late, wasn't where I should have been"
Life is like a s**t sandwich; the more bread you have, the less s**t you eat.
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Quote: and then you wake up in a strange place, with strange people and have no idea how you got there ...and can't find your trousers or your left sock. Been there!
- I would love to change the world, but they won’t give me the source code.
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Breathtaking!
Life is too shor
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Awesome!
But remember there is no such thing as gravity...the earth just sucks.
New version: WinHeist Version 2.1.0
There's a fine line between crazy and free spirited and it's usually a prescription.
I'm currently unsupervised, I know it freaks me out too but the possibilities are endless.
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You learn about it in physics class, but to see it is awesome!
I'm not questioning your powers of observation; I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is. (V)
תפסיק לספר לה' כמה הצרות שלך גדולות, תספר לצרות שלך כמה ה' גדול!
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Not really. Do it with two balls of the same diameter made of vastly different material, exactly the same without al the vacuum malarkey.
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You are talking about knowing - I'm about seeing!
I'm not questioning your powers of observation; I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is. (V)
תפסיק לספר לה' כמה הצרות שלך גדולות, תספר לצרות שלך כמה ה' גדול!
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No, actually I am talking about seeing. Take two balls, same diameter, different material, drop them from same height, both hit floor at same time.
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What I meant, is that seeing two balls of the same size does not make the difference than a solid ball vs some feathers...
I'm not questioning your powers of observation; I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is. (V)
תפסיק לספר לה' כמה הצרות שלך גדולות, תספר לצרות שלך כמה ה' גדול!
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I swear that sometimes Brian Cox's intonations make him sound exactly like the goth dude on The IT Crowd.
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One of the coolest things I've ever messed with was a slotted line in my Electromagical Fields class in college. Having studied all about standing waves and VSWR and mastered all the funky math, it seemed like black magic. Then putting a diode detector in the carriage of this thing and watching the voltage rise and fall, exactly as predicted by the math, as the carriage is moved along the line was a major eye opener. Sometimes the math really does match the real universe!
Will Rogers never met me.
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What on earth would they need a vacuum chamber that big for?
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Deflating senatorial egos.
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Faking the moon landings
Alberto Brandolini: The amount of energy necessary to refute bullshit is an order of magnitude bigger than to produce it.
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This is a #1 Best-seller at Amazon.
One of the Amazon reviewers says, "I keep it right next to my keyboard."
That's ultimate security.
Technology has defeated itself by being so secure it is no longer useful or secure.
Internet Address & Password Log Book - amazon link[^]
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At work, I keep all my passwords in a text file on my desktop.
The file's name?
passwords.txt
If and when they change their ridiculous password policy, I'll change my method of remembering them.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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Mark_Wallace wrote: If and when they change their ridiculous password policy, I'll change my method of remembering them.
I can't help but think of this xkcd: Password Strength[^].
And yes, it's a repost. Call me a rebel.
Jeremy Falcon
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Rebel!
I'm not questioning your powers of observation; I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is. (V)
תפסיק לספר לה' כמה הצרות שלך גדולות, תספר לצרות שלך כמה ה' גדול!
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Passwords shouldn't be rememberable at all. The policies that are ridiculous are mainly the ones that set a maximum length. Go take a look at http://www.keepass.info/[^] and let your life become far easier. Easier than remembering, and also easier than a text file, thanks to search, auto-type, and the ability to sit in your system tray until called upon with a key combination. Just remember one password, then store, search, and auto-type the rest, along with notes, URL's, usernames, and other data in safe, encrypted form. Bonus tip: also a handy place to store other life data that you occasionally need to look up (vehicle VIN, tax ID, spouse social security number, insurance policy numbers, etc.). Bonus tip #2: use random gibberish as the answers to those web site "security questions", which are rarely very secure since they usually involve very easily obtained information about you, and store your gibberish answers in the password manager as well.
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Perhaps unbelievably, I do know how to use a computer, so I use three somethings similar at home (I subdivide the contexts that you suggest clumping together), but it's more the "change passwords every 35 minutes and never use a letter that you have used in a previous password" cr@p that I protest against.
For example, the app used to book time off. Any normal person uses such an app every couple of months.
They demand a fresh password every month, so you have to change password every time you open the fruggin' thing -- and you can't use anything resembling any of your last twelve passwords!
Hence the text file. **** 'em.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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I've just tried to access my very first GMail account, and can't remember the password. Google's password policies aren't the issue, it's their password reset policies. I see on my current Google Apps mail accounts I can just reset my password my getting a code via SMS, and one of these accounts is still using POP3 to pull mail out of the old GMail account, but I have tried and tried, and there seems to be no way I answer the questions correctly, except the name of my 1st teacher, which myself and a few hundred people I know, know well. But, was it "Mrs", "mrs", "mrs.", etc? As to the dates I created or last used the account, anybodies guess.
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Hmm. Dunno.
Google keeps asking me for my phone number, but I won't give it to them, so the SMS thing wouldn't work for me.
It asks me every time I install or upgrade apps on my three mobile devices, so it's an annoying intrusion that is poisoning the waters of android for me.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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