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Monday, 26 November 2007
Friday, 23 November 2007
I Claim False Advertising! - Or - Possibly My Favourite Building In Port Macquarie
Wonderful, isn't it? It's just so Horrible, so Misleading, yet somehow I find it Hilarious. Go Figure.
Sunday, 11 November 2007
Seb's Arts &/or Crafts Proudly Present ... - OR - So damn good I had to put up TWO pictures of it!
Figure 1: We have a standard, Electric Tele-O-Phone picture of this year's classiest designer drug.
Figure 2: We have the Special Edition Ultra High Gloss 4 Megapixel SHINY PRETTY GLOWING LIMITED RELEASE ONE NIGHT ONLY!!! Version of pretty much the same thing (I'm clutching at straws here, people! STRAWS!).So Remember, Kids & Kiddies! The next time you need to be comatose in a flash, choose... Bindeez!
... And before you ask, Yes, I did make that myself (Well, mostly). Isn't being topical wonderful? Also, If I have not sufficiently amused you with my potentially hazardous playtime this afternoon, then there is only one picture on the whole internet that can describe my feelings on your interesting position.
Saturday, 10 November 2007
Shock! Horror! Awe! And Other Failed Military Strategies! A Guest Post Enters!
Much to my amazement, we have ANOTHER guest post! Hooray!
This one comes from Roving Reporter Tim!
His Optoelectronic Communication reads as follows:
INTERESTING STUFF! We now return to our regular programming!.jpg)
This one comes from Roving Reporter Tim!
His Optoelectronic Communication reads as follows:
Upon perusing the local news bulletin, I learned something interesting. Apparently that fiesty political figure the WORM has made an appearance at our beloved education institution, that "University of Newcastle". "Oh?", me thought of this unexpected news.
"But how?".
Well, this piece of journalistic eventity went on to say that that behemoth of opinion the WORM was being used to make lectures "more interesting". This raised my hackles severly. I simultaneously mourned for those who teach numerical analysis and other banalities, while anticipating with smug glee the pounding that the less explicit of our educaters would recieve. "But what is this?" thought I as the screening fully revealed itself. Lo! it is not our freind the worm, but the fabled Personal Response System, which many have heard of, but few have seen. Yes, this was not a new and EXTREME form of dynamically assessing ones educative skills, rather a way of answering multiple choice questions, which has been around long enough for all the
batteries to leak from disuse. Oh NBN News you fiend! you hooked me with your promise (premise?) of shininess, and dashed my enthusiasm upon the rocks of things-I-already-know-about-that-don't-work-anyway.
Tim Out
INTERESTING STUFF! We now return to our regular programming!
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Monday, 5 November 2007
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Sunday, 4 November 2007
Thoughts & Purchases of Regret - OR - Just Because It Seemed Like a Good Idea/Deal Doesn't Mean It Was.
With much umm-ing & aah-ing (No, it isn't a presentation that I'd give on a topic that I did all my research on 20 minutes before my 45 minute presentation. This isn't a 3rd year Physics final), I am.... "proud", as some might suggest, to present a new post. A new way of life. A new excuse to give to a lecturer or employer in a vain attempt to explain general incompetence, as some may suggest.
Cautionary Tales have always been a favourite of mine, and so I shall present to you, gentle reader, some actions which I came to regret. I suppose it harks back to the day when I was but a strapping young lad, who thought that the best way to get the bullies/newest inductees into the Motorcycle Thug Youth Program, on the bus to leave my 9 year old form alone would be to annoy them in creative ways, such as reading annoying rhymes in a high pitched voice, or proving that I was smarter than them with a 20 questions quiz. For this, I gained my abs of tenderized meat, and an understanding of the minds of degenerates (Stimulus -> Aggressive Response).
However, rather than a painful trip down trauma lane (and I haven't even mentioned Scouts), we should stick to the present! Onwards & Upwards to Adulthood!
As some of you may know, my computer is considered to be one of my more prized possessions. So one sunny weekend, I went to the dodgy-as-hell computer fair to pick up a device to help cool down my nice and shiny machine. I stumbled across a vender peddling his filthy wares at suspiciously low prices. I pointed to an attractive red fan designed for a PC & asked how much the device was, as well as if it could blow cool air onto my precious GPU, which had a habit of being uncomfortably hot (60 Degrees Celsius).
"Yes! Yes! Sucky Or Blowy! Cheap! Good! Ten Dollar!"
"Only Ten Dollars, you say?"
"Yes! You buy now! Special Offer!"
I decided that some kind of wonderful wind tunnel could be created if I purchased multiples of this device, so I forked over 20 of my hard-earned dollars (hard earned because I worked in the Pizza Mines of Dominoes back then, where being clever & original will get you shived), and departed for home with twins, wondering what that cackling sound was as I left the vender.
I arrived home, opened the boxes, and inspected my prizes. They looked good enough, so into the computer they went. I immediately discovered that the part I wanted to draw hot air away from (the GPU) did not have a place in which it could be mounted above it (as heat rises), so immediately, I knew I'd wasted $10.
"Oh well, good to have a backup one!" I told myself, and proceeded to install the fan below my precious, which I told myself would blow air into the fan of my GPU, thereby increasing the cooling.
I finished the installation, and turned on the computer to see how hot the GPU was now. I was quite eager, as I could here the sounds of fans whirling, and so I assumed that everything was peachy.
I then checked my thermometer, expecting to see something in the low 50's.
87 and rising, is what greeted me.
I decided to investigate what was happening! A short while (15 seconds) later, I found that the new fan wasn't actually blowing air onto the GPU from below, but was sucking it away. As there is a fan on the GPU which sucks air in, the new fan was causing all kinds of terrible air current problems, so I removed it quickly, and threw the 2nd fan into a cardboard box reserved for shame.
Turned the computer back on, and hear a sound like a buzz saw. One quick look told me what had happened. The GPU fan had been horribly damaged by it's former neighbour, and did not like spinning anymore, and the GPU was now happily sitting at a 'pleasant' 94 degrees.
In short, the $10 fan destroyed the $800 GPU.
There are other tales of woe, such as the time I went out to JB, came home with 4 CD's, and hated each & every one of them. Word of advice, kiddies! Just because you loved one of their albums, doesn't mean you'll love all their albums. Especially if it's some weird looking one from 1999 (Thanks, Death in Vegas! All your albums are great, but The Contino Sessions was a harsh lesson in how to suck.). Also, just because you thought a song sounded great at 3:46 AM, so great that you had to write it down, doesn't mean that it was. Lake of Bass, I'm looking in your direction.
Here endth the lesson
Cautionary Tales have always been a favourite of mine, and so I shall present to you, gentle reader, some actions which I came to regret. I suppose it harks back to the day when I was but a strapping young lad, who thought that the best way to get the bullies/newest inductees into the Motorcycle Thug Youth Program, on the bus to leave my 9 year old form alone would be to annoy them in creative ways, such as reading annoying rhymes in a high pitched voice, or proving that I was smarter than them with a 20 questions quiz. For this, I gained my abs of tenderized meat, and an understanding of the minds of degenerates (Stimulus -> Aggressive Response).
However, rather than a painful trip down trauma lane (and I haven't even mentioned Scouts), we should stick to the present! Onwards & Upwards to Adulthood!
As some of you may know, my computer is considered to be one of my more prized possessions. So one sunny weekend, I went to the dodgy-as-hell computer fair to pick up a device to help cool down my nice and shiny machine. I stumbled across a vender peddling his filthy wares at suspiciously low prices. I pointed to an attractive red fan designed for a PC & asked how much the device was, as well as if it could blow cool air onto my precious GPU, which had a habit of being uncomfortably hot (60 Degrees Celsius).
"Yes! Yes! Sucky Or Blowy! Cheap! Good! Ten Dollar!"
"Only Ten Dollars, you say?"
"Yes! You buy now! Special Offer!"
I decided that some kind of wonderful wind tunnel could be created if I purchased multiples of this device, so I forked over 20 of my hard-earned dollars (hard earned because I worked in the Pizza Mines of Dominoes back then, where being clever & original will get you shived), and departed for home with twins, wondering what that cackling sound was as I left the vender.
I arrived home, opened the boxes, and inspected my prizes. They looked good enough, so into the computer they went. I immediately discovered that the part I wanted to draw hot air away from (the GPU) did not have a place in which it could be mounted above it (as heat rises), so immediately, I knew I'd wasted $10.
"Oh well, good to have a backup one!" I told myself, and proceeded to install the fan below my precious, which I told myself would blow air into the fan of my GPU, thereby increasing the cooling.
I finished the installation, and turned on the computer to see how hot the GPU was now. I was quite eager, as I could here the sounds of fans whirling, and so I assumed that everything was peachy.
I then checked my thermometer, expecting to see something in the low 50's.
87 and rising, is what greeted me.
I decided to investigate what was happening! A short while (15 seconds) later, I found that the new fan wasn't actually blowing air onto the GPU from below, but was sucking it away. As there is a fan on the GPU which sucks air in, the new fan was causing all kinds of terrible air current problems, so I removed it quickly, and threw the 2nd fan into a cardboard box reserved for shame.
Turned the computer back on, and hear a sound like a buzz saw. One quick look told me what had happened. The GPU fan had been horribly damaged by it's former neighbour, and did not like spinning anymore, and the GPU was now happily sitting at a 'pleasant' 94 degrees.
In short, the $10 fan destroyed the $800 GPU.
There are other tales of woe, such as the time I went out to JB, came home with 4 CD's, and hated each & every one of them. Word of advice, kiddies! Just because you loved one of their albums, doesn't mean you'll love all their albums. Especially if it's some weird looking one from 1999 (Thanks, Death in Vegas! All your albums are great, but The Contino Sessions was a harsh lesson in how to suck.). Also, just because you thought a song sounded great at 3:46 AM, so great that you had to write it down, doesn't mean that it was. Lake of Bass, I'm looking in your direction.
Here endth the lesson
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