I’m now the lead organizer for our SQL Saturday in May. Dropped on me kind of suddenly last week. I kind of saw it coming, but I wasn’t prepared, mentally.
We’re upgrading one of our most mission-critical systems at work with a go-live in July (mandated).
Last night I had my first freak-out.
Honestly, it’s more likely because $players don’t have cards that can handle DX11 and don’t want to pay for the upgrade either. I know I bought my first DX11 applicable card 3 years ago, but they weren’t priced cheaply (even at the time). DX9 was still prominent amongst a majority of games and DX11 was extremely buggy (from what I recall), so most didn’t feel the need to upgrade either. It’s more common now as developers are getting more familiar with it, too, so the DX9 boyz/girlz will soon fade.
New metaphor (or old if you’ve already thought of it) for going #2.
“Excuse me, gentlemen, I need to go release the Kraken.”
I find it appropriate that the word for “Warning” in other languages is a variation of “Advertisement”.
I like how when you’re too lazy or comfortable to turn the disc off and you get the international copyright notices for the entire DVD region, so you’re watching through and you see “Svierge” and “Nederlands” and all the places in Region 2 (in my case) but right before the end, after all the regular title-case country names, up pops Norway in all caps and about twice the size of any other country name: NORGE.
It’s 9:12 AM and I just has a citrus IPA beer burp sneak up on me from last night’s dinner.
I am not happy.
You may not be happy but I needed a laugh this morning so thanks for that. 
My current class is so quiet I kind of feel like the teacher in Ferris Buehler’s Day Off… “Buehler… Buehler… Buehler…” only more like “Why do you think that is?.. What is a…? Anyone?.. You?.. How about you?..”
It’s flabbergasting how many people are willing to fail a class because they’re too whatever to participate in that class.
When I ask a question at work and don’t get a response, I DO drop into “Anyone? Beuller?” on occasion. Because most times when the doctor on staff is asking a question, it probably needs an answer…
It’s fun to tell someone to go outside and wave up at the sky so I can see them on Google Maps.
(Almost as much fun as telling someone that if they tell Siri to “take testosterone”, her voice will get more masculine.)
3d printers are cool, but I really don’t ever want to own one. I’ve seen what they make and it leaves me with a sense of “meh”. Cool, but not several hundred dollars cool.
Yeah… if they could make durable goods… like your own wrenches, or spare parts… then OK, sure.
But that this point the only spare parts would be plastic… not much call for internal gears inside a printer, for example.
… unless you get an industrial 3D printer. Those things are amazing. I’ll get one after I manage to splurge on my 4’x8’ CNC machine and CO2 laser.
Yeah. Someday …
If they can make a 3D printer that produces different types of chocolate and makes delicious things with minimal effort, I’ll buy seven.
…thousand…
You could print a mold from a design online and then produce a ton of things from that. Rubber gaskets and that for old or limited production machines, and considering the home blast furnace market is out there you could even cast aluminiiniumium and copper.
I’m holding out for the replicator from Star Trek: TNG.
Sp: Allullumminniuumm…
Helpline… how do I stop spelling aluminiumiumminimium?
That’s easy: you simply delete it and write “Tin” 