That "It's all about self-esteem" kopipe has been hitting /g/ pretty regularly recently, and it *always*[1] gets replies. And angry replies from people missing the point.
And there's a glorious scrot of a luser installing Ubuntu then giving up after 45 minutes.
But, please, next time make it fit into a /g/ text field without the post having to be split.
MODS - feel free to delete this pseudo meta post.
[1] FUCK BBCODE.
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Anonymous2009-12-20 14:52
Look at it this way.
On most browsers, you can bring up your browsing history by pressing Control-H. (No, this is not going to become a discussion of werecows.) On Firefox, this brings up a sidebar that shows up on the left side of the window. If you put your mouse over the edge of the sidebar, the cursor will turn into a different kind of arrow. By clicking and dragging it, you can move the edge of the sidebar back and forth. You are, to put it another way, manipulating the border between the normal window and the history window. By moving the mouse, you can increase the portion of the window devoted to either part. In a more extreme view of this situation, you're increasing or decreasing the amount of existence the sidebar has.
Now, let's apply this idea to something more abstract. Look out your window. If you don't live in a highly urbanized area, you should be able to see the horizon. Think of this as the border between the land and the sky. The land and sky are obviously distinguishable thanks to this boundary. Now, if you were to "drag" the sash between the sky and the land, or to manipulate the border between land and sky, you would end up causing the sky to become larger and the land to become smaller, or vice versa. An effect of this might be to cause something that was just on the ground to suddenly be hundreds of feet in the air. Truly a frightening situation to be in. So, look at it this way - manipulating the border between two physical things shifts whatever balance there is in the interaction between those things. Alternatively, by manipulating the border between two things, you can change the manner in which they exist.
Still, this isn't *that* abstract, since it's still dealing with real things in the real world. Many believe that in this world, there are those things that are true, and those that obviously aren't. This divides reality into two extremes: truth and falsehood. But, since we have two extremes, logically one can imagine a boundary between those two extremes - the border between truth and lies. If one were to manipulate this border, suddenly things that were pure fantasy (flying pigs, for the sake of argument) have become reality - or things from reality have ceased to exist. This is how Yukari is said to have invaded the moon - by manipulating the border between truth and lies, as applied to the reflection of the moon on a pond, she was able to make the reflection of the moon into a manifestation of the actual moon, and so send her youkai army onto it. This is what's truly amazing about Yukari's power - the ability to manipulate the border between completely abstract concepts allows her to fundamentally change reality as we know it (at least in terms of two abstract concepts).
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Anonymous2009-12-20 20:06
/prog/ leverages core skillsets and world-class team synergy through SICP to provide clients worldwide with robust, scalable, modern turnkey implementations of flexible, personalized, cutting-edge Internet-enabled e-business application product suite e-solution architectures that accelerate response to customer and real-world market demands and reliably adapt to evolving technology needs, seamlessly and efficiently integrating and synchronizing with their existing legacy infrastructure, enhancing the e-readiness capabilities of their e-commerce production environments across the enterprise while giving them a critical competitive advantage and taking them to the next level.
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Anonymous2009-12-21 1:39
RAII is the heartiest, chunkiest, and most delicious of programming metaphors. Every day I write two bowls full of RAII. Broccoli and cheese is my favorite kind but usually I get tomato, because if I eat too much broccoli, I hax myself. The tomato is very good as well, though. It has actual chunks of tomato, which is not something you'll find in a typical programming metaphor. The thought of those tomato chunks on my keyboard is enough to make my mouth water. Another good kind that I like is beef and barley. The beef has to be manually managed but the broth and the barley make up for it. Basically RAII is something everyone should try once, even if it kills them. My brother worked on a prototype of the THERAC-25 and he died of RAII, but his last words were "It was delicious."
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Anonymous2009-12-21 16:24
>i
You have:
a Ron Penton Coin
a Coffee mug
some data structures
a copy of SICP
a souvenir photo of Haskell the dog
>e
You enter Ron Penton's Private Sexy Pleasures. There is a strong smell of smegma in the room.
>l
You are in Ron Penton's Private Sexy Pleasures. You see Ron Penton.
>put coin in Ron Penton
You put the coin in the Ron Penton. Ron Penton notices your data structures and starts peeing in your coffee mug.
>run
You cannot run. Ron Penton is filling the mug.
>PLUGH
You cannot PLUGH. Ron Penton has filled the mug and is staring at your asshole suggestively.
>throw data structures at Ron
You throw several STL structures at Ron Penton. Ron Penton is nonplussed.
>w
You try to go back but shitty collision detection prevents you from doing so. Ron Penton is approaching and licking his LIPS.
>read SICP
You start conjuring the spirits of the computer with your spells. Ron Penton twitches around.
>read SICP
Ron Penton's head has inflated by approximately 350%.
>read SICP
Ron Penton explodes. His guts are all over the wall.
>z
You rest.
>w
Now that your several problems have been solved, you start heading back west and take a sip from your mug on the way. OH SHI-
>b
You vomit out the contents of the mug.
>l
You are standing outside of Ron Penton's Private Sexy Pleasures. There is some piss and saliva on the floor.
>j
You *grab dick* and begin to masturbate, using the piss/saliva solution as a lubricant. Ohhh, Satori...
This may sound odd, but I think my dog is Gerald Jay Sussman. It all started when I came home from work one day to find my computer with Emacs running with lisp. Odd because I turn my computer off when I leave for work. The next I came home, my computer was off, but my dog was on my couch reading SICP. I swear, he was lying there with the book open. I don't even own a copy. I took it from him and he tried to bite me. A few days later, I got a letter in my mail sent to Gerald Jay Sussman. Some university wanting him to teach a class on lisp. Another strange thing, is that when he barks, it almost sounds like he's yelling 'cudder' for some odd reason. He also somehow burned a CD with 'We conjure the spirits of the computer with our spells' song. When ever I have to take him in the car he has to play it. Can someone help me?
>>14
What do you need help with? You have the greatest dog in the world. Do you just want to rid yourself of this great responsibility and hand Mr. Sussman over to someone who will know how to properly handle and care for him?
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Anonymous2009-12-27 15:01
>>5
I'm quite satisfied to see this since I invented this pasta. Your implementation isn't the latest however. Here is the reference one:
>i
You have:
a Ron Penton Coin
a Coffee mug
some data structures
a copy of SICP
a souvenir photo ofHaskell the dog
>e
You enter Ron Penton's Private Sexy Pleasures. There is a strong smell of smegma in the room.
>l
You are in Ron Penton's Private Sexy Pleasures. You see Ron Penton.
>put coin in Ron Penton
You put the coin in the Ron Penton. Ron Penton notices your data structures and starts peeing in your coffee mug.
>run
You cannot run. Ron Penton is filling the mug.
>PLUGH
You cannot PLUGH. Ron Penton has filled the mug and is staring at your asshole suggestively.
>throw data structures at Ron
You throw several STL structures at Ron Penton. Ron Penton is nonplussed.
>w
You try to go back but shitty collision detection prevents you from doing so. Ron Penton is approaching and licking his LIPS.
>read SICP
You start conjuring the spirits of the computer with your spells. Ron Penton twitches around.
>read SICP
Ron Penton's head has inflated by approximately 350%.
>read SICP
Ron Penton explodes. His guts are all over the wall.
>z
You rest.
>w
Now that your several problems have been solved, you start heading back and take a sip from your mug on the way.OH SHI-
>b
You vomit out the contents of the mug.
>l
You are standing outside of Ron Penton's Private Sexy Pleasures. There is some piss and saliva on the floor.
>j
You *grab dick* and begin to masturbate, using the piss/saliva solution as a lubricant.Ohhh, Satori...
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Anonymous2009-12-27 15:04
Not the original I don't think but,
I am the 1/0 of my GET.
LISP is my body, and SICP is my blood.
I have created over 999 HUGE programs that you couldn't even comprehend.
Unaware of Python.
Nor aware of Ruby on rails.
Withstood the forced indentation of the code to create many touring-complete programs.
Waiting for an EXPERT PROGRAMMER's arrival.
I have no regrets, this was the only path.
My whole life was /prog/.
Look /prog/. If you're building a PC, especially if it's for gaming or creative media, Newegg really is a great store. You can find practically anything worth getting on there, and the prices are always a dream. The reviews are absolutely informative and, again, the prices. I guess I really can't give them enough credit.
Every so often, I'll save up a portion of my bi-weekly paycheck, enough to collect a little chunk of cash. Then I'll go on Newegg. I'll look in the different price ranges, fantasizing about the different parts, and what I might be able to do with them were I to buy them. Maybe I'll be able to run Crysis on high, or set up that media server I've been mulling over with my roommate, I'll think to myself. Sometimes I'll see something that's particularly nice, and I'll feel myself drawing a sharp intake of breath, followed by a soft sigh of contentment that slightly parts my lips. Oh. Oh, that is a good deal.
After browsing for a while, I will start to hone in on some computing fantasies that maybe -- just maybe -- I can coax into being. After all, I HAD saved that warm, hard wad of cash for just this purpose. I will go over ever detail of these fantasies, putting items here in there into my open, ready shopping cart, just to see what it would feel like. Then I will close my eyes, really savoring the possibilities of my good fortune. Before I know it, I'll have already clicked the submit button.
A few days later, a package will come. I will bring it out into the living room, calling my roommate to join. Grabbing the boxcutter from the kitchen, my roommate and I will excitedly, but deliberately, pull out the components, delaying the inevitable ecstasy that will come in the soft and careful touch of our eager fingers. Out will come the motherboard, the memory sticks, the motor, the padded cushion, the heatsink. Silently, longingly, my roommate and I will go to work, make sure power supply is attached, efficient cooling is applied, memory sticks are firmly locked in, steady as a rock.
Lastly, after putting the cushion top onto the Device, we'll take out the packets of lube we will have both been secretly fingering in our pockets. (We will do it this way so that it seems unplanned and mysterious, like our first time.) We will then take turns using our favorite lubes to grease up the 240pin Crucials protruding from the holes we cut into the cushion using the boxcutter. There will be two shafts total, 10x2GB DDR2 each, intertwined in a mess of SATA cables and epoxy for a sharp, textured feel. After having greased to satisfaction, my roommate and I will face each other, hands on each others cocks, which will be hard from the anticipation and from our shared grip. We will then proceed to squat onto the memory, until it fills our anes, as far as it will go, with its timings.
Usually, this will be enough to make both of us cum, but we will hold it off, so that we may witness each other make random access on our new technological schlongs. And we will go faster and faster, in perfect sync, until our hips can't throttle any harder, and our bottlenecked cocks will burst, spilling warm cum on our soft, bare chests.
After taking a 10 minute break to catch my breath, I will slowly pull the Crucial out of me, until I am completely freed from the stack. I will then return to Newegg, where I will at once be awash in the subtle flow of a familiar pleasant feeling, as though receiving an unexpected letter from a past lover. On Newegg I will browse to all the products I used with my roommate to make the Device, making sure that I am logged in. I will proceed to leave 1/5 star reviews on every product page, explaining that it was defective on delivery, that I tried using multiple configurations with no luck, and that this company is not to be trusted. Content, I will finish the day by wearing long john underwear, so as to support the paper towels I will undoubtedly need in the back in order to cull the bleeding.
It has been about a week since the last time I have done this. I try to do it at least once a month. My roommate thinks we should try Kingston this time, but I've heard that they're unreliable. I've also heard that mixing brands of memory is a bad idea, but I really want 8 GB for my media projects. What do you think, /prog/? Should I go with the Kingston?