Dude! My evening private (Navajo) voice student quit. She's buried under her college level Spanish class. Bummer. And the SO's student ended up sick. So we drove out there for nuthin. But it's our fault, we should have checked our mobile voicemail.
Still, bonus night off. Now to heat up dinner and watch Eureka with the SO.
Voice-stress ice-cream dispenser increases portions for the miserable
Demitrios Kargotis unveiled his Mr Whippy machine at the Ars Technica festival in Linz. It's a self-serve frozen custard machine that doles out portion sizes based on the amount of misery it detects in a voice-stress analysis. The sadder you are, the more ice-cream you get.
Employing voice stress analysis of the user's answers to specific questions, varying degrees of unhappiness are measured and the counteractive quantity of ice cream is dispensed: The more unhappy you are, the more ice cream you need.
Sarameg that's too funny!
I will not take anyone seriously if they dress like a J.Crew model and pretend to be a badass. Even less so when they have repeated tantrums on national television.
A bunch of pretty and colorful mantis pics: [link]
Watching TDS, which went in a similar Falco place w/r/t Petraeus-- I'd be surprised if they hadn't once the buffisters pointed it out.
Dude, Affleck looks huge in this picture: [link] Look out for that giant-headed man, little girl!
Ok...uhm stupid new guy talk buuuut... TDS? I'll decipher the rest from there
/stupid new guy questions
Not stupid, Duluth. TDS=The Daily Show.