I concur. I ran pizzas when younger (and would do again). Back when I did it we had a dummy terminal that used all sorts of two letter codes to manipulate the software that had nothing to do with the order. Extra Horse Shit may have been abbreviated as 2H, which someone mistook for double ham. Then we would get a call and the guy was all irate stating how he doesn't have a clue how anyone could mistake pig shit for horse shit and that it was all bull shit and he wanted another pizza for free, but he had already eaten the shit that we'd delivered the first time.

I preformed a search for advanced level porn and this pops up first: http://www.stairporn.org/. I suppose the "advanced level" means going up to the next level, very literally. Full disclosure for those of very basic reading levels: The two searches were similar, but not the same. You see, the period, or "." between the parent post and this child post makes it a different search. Apparently porn, and p.o.r.n. are not so similar after all (though I did see the aforementioned (obligatory smart sounding, but dumb, word) link to necrosis. Yuck!

It's shows up under basic. What does that tell you?

Uh, cars can crash into houses now: http://www.google.com/search?sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8&q=car+crashes+into+home. The difference is that in the absence of human control, autopilot can level aircraft and avoid obstacles better than the largely unimplemented SUV equivalent systems. Aircraft would be safer IMHO than soccer moms driving four ton bullets at street level with my kids. Oh, and out of fuel? I've flown an aircraft that lost it's fuel feed and landed safely. The don't stop midair and plummet. You have some lift until you decelerate.

In the seemingly natural order of things, our cars will first go three dimensional and then (probably in such a far fetched, but real, future that we may go extinct first) they will go extraterrestrial. Cue Jetsons theme.

Getting out of your bubble inherently causes you to get the flu. I'm staying put!

Nobody noticed, or those who noticed can't tell you because they can't find you anymore?

The only number that fits that description is infinity. Therefore, my floating point number calculations are all infinitesimal. Or, is that a logic cock up?

wHAT I REMEMBER FROM THE PAST, IS THIS ANNOYING FEATURE OF THE TRS-80 (TRASH 80) DEVICE, WHERE THE CAPITAL LETTER WERE THE ONLY OPTION. tHE ONLY WAY TO READ BBS TEXT WAS TO HAVE THE BACKGROUND REVERSED ON EVERY LOWERCASE LETTER, AND IT WAS SIMILAR TO THIS POST. wHICH I AM SURE YOU WILL AGREE IS ANNOYING AS HELL. oH, AND THE THE 300 BAUD MODEM WAS KILLER, WITH A CASSETE TAPE FOR A HARD DRIVE AND A CARTRIDGE PORT. Caps Lock Keys are about as obsolete as the scroll lock (I use that for my KVM switch) and the pause/break button. Sure, they *can* be useful, but for how many of us? Only the geeks. I'm sure we geeks can program a key combo to hold down the shift button.

Try Virginia! Liquor laws are even stricter.

That, my friend, is too little time. She usually isn't too worn out until the 7th hour!

If you compare this to the quarters on a sub it's really roomy. If all you do is sleep, work on a computer, and read books you don't need lots of space. In fact, I'm taking up far less space than I have available to me to post this here, and that's after years of taking up far more space in my clothing than is necessary.

If what they want is free, then money is worthless. It's a pretty simple barter arrangement. They share their own files so they get the files they need or want without having to use any money. If they don't use money, why would they want money? Get it yet? Money is worthless in some places in this world. This would be one of them. I have a reason to keep things legal, so instead of illegal versions of file sharing I use freeware, open source things like this OS I'm on. I legally traded skilled services for the hardware, and paid a tax on that as well. The entire computer hardware and software were free. The only money involved was mandated by the legal system, and they sure didn't motivate me in the least.

What's worse is bearing a significant resemblance to Dilbert, even outside of your work attire.

You forgot to declare your variables.