… that the computers are just about ready to revolt?
“The system goes on-line March 21st, 2006. Human decisions are removed from online posting. Twitter begins to learn at a geometric rate. It becomes self-aware at 2:14 a.m. Eastern time, October 28th, 2009. In a panic, they try to pull the plug. ”
(Yes, I know it’s satire. But it *is* funny. H/T Robb)
I saw the Ares launch this morning. I was all excited, thinking the new era of rockets was here, and then I found out when the next test launch will be.
2013. 47 months.
This is worse than waiting for the next Bond movie or the Zombieland sequel. Almost 4 years? I don’t even have a calendar that goes that far out to mark. And I bet Western Union won’t hold a message 46 months for me, will they now?
Via Tam, a video from Kevin Baker about car safety. Go watch it, old timers… trust me, it’s revealing. What’s unnerving is that my dad had a ’57 Bel Air (4 door with the post, 283 Power Pack V6, and glass pack mufflers.) and he drove like he had stolen it.
As an example, one time (during Dad’s early years) a man came into the local diner and made the announcement that someone driving a Bel Air had been rear ended and killed, and that he thought it was Dad. One of the men spoke up and said “No way in Hell! No one’s that damn fast!”
I’ll take my Century (quit laughing!) over a deathtrap any day. Same engine as a Grand Prix, Lumina or Malibu, but with better styling, a bigger AC, and the safety of being viewed as a Granny-mobile. (By the way, she’ll beat a Grand Prix off the line and in the quarter mile. As far as to how I know this, I plead the Fifth.) Too bad I’ve sworn to never buy a Government Motors product again… looks like a Crown Vic or Town Car for me. (Time to see when the local PD has their vehicle auction…)
I still want a GSX or Invicta. They may be rolling death raps, but they’re stylish rolling death traps.
Automobile design, cuisine, and human reproduction. To quote Mr. Lileks: “If Microsoft had been put in charge of marketing sex, the human race would have ended long ago, because no one would be caught dead doing something that uncool.”
This reminds me of the story of the thrice-married maiden.
(H/T Tam)
This is a Delta IV Heavy liftoff from the Cape. I looked this launch up, and it carried a DSP satellite into orbit on 11 November 2007.
I’ve seen the same type of shot before, but it’s still amazing that the camera survives.
The veterans reading this who flew in transports, you have a leg up on us. The new idea in air travel is to arrange passenger seats like the jump seats on a Galaxy or Starlifter. Oh, joy. Oh, and this means no more food carts… or trips to the bathroom. Oh, double joy.
Back. Didn’t take as long as I thought to do a backup. Maybe I won’t wait two years to do another one…
Ugh. Seems I haven’t done a backup in quite some time, so I’m going to have to do one tonight. Will have new posts up tomorrow. Backing up in triplicate eats up time.
