

And right before that, GLaDOS also says, “Well, this is the part where he kills us.” Then the caption. Then the achievement pop. Then Wheatley says, “Hello! This is the part where I kill you.”
He then fails to kill you.
Progenitor of the Weird Knife Wednesday feature column. Is “column” the right word? Anyway, apparently I also coined the Very Specific Object nomenclature now sporadically used in the 3D printing community. Yeah, that was me. This must be how Cory Doctorow feels all the time these days.


And right before that, GLaDOS also says, “Well, this is the part where he kills us.” Then the caption. Then the achievement pop. Then Wheatley says, “Hello! This is the part where I kill you.”
He then fails to kill you.


You separate out the isotopes. You don’t create U-235, but rather you extract the fissile isotope from your sample. There’s only a limited amount of the stuff in the world and the majority of uranium still buried (and in fact, the majority of it at all) is non-fissile U-238. Only something like 0.7% of the uranium in the world is U-235.


I suspect this is highly dependent on the level of enrichment of said uranium.
Even buying it piecemeal in dinkum quantities from scientific suppliers as a private customer, I’m seeing depleted uranium — i.e., 99.9% U238 and not realistically fissile material — priced at $32.50 per gram online. 2 kilos of that would thus be $65,000. Although I’ll be damned if I know just what the hell you’d do with the stuff.
I reckon weapons grade would run you just a smidgen more than that.


Correct on that count. The whole thing is now just a boy-who-cried-wolf situation.


That’s not why. It’s because it’s cheaper for a manufacturer of your widget to just slap a Prop 65 label on anything and everything out of an overabundance of caution rather than go through all the testing and certification required to verify if there is or isn’t any such material in the product. There’s no penalty for false positives, so to remain “complaint” suddenly every manufactured good on Earth suddenly sprouted the warning.


Hey c’mon! Get serious!
Powah wave! Kickbat! Kickbat! Kickbat! Burn-u knuckle!
(Let’s add the announcer from the original Metal Slug games while we’re at it. “Rawket Lawnchair!!!”)


Active Desktop. That actually started with Windows 98, or at least that’s when it came bundled with. You had to install it on purpose on Windows 95 and NT4.
You could do some interesting tricks with this if you wrote your own local content for it. Different wallpaper images on different monitors, interactive wallpaper effects, and so forth. I have no idea what its actual intended use case was nor what anyone at Microsoft was smoking when they made this available by default. Parking anything on there that accessed external web content always struck me as rather a bad idea.


Yeah, and it’s just dumb terminals with extra steps.


I am predicting at some point Windows itself will become a business only product and cease to be marketed to consumers, and the home user platform will be some kind of live service bullshit probably served in a browser. Basically the Chromebook idea, but Microsoft.


They already do. You can also get Heelys in adult sizes, in case anyone was wondering.


Allow me to introduce you all to Angle Grinder Man.


Hey. Hey you. As your attorney I advise you to buy a pocketknife. Preferably a really strange one.


Yes. And using Rufus to create your install media, you can even configure it to create a local account for you so you don’t have to go through the rigmarole yourself.
Actually, I wonder if that still works with an image of the new current Win11 releases where the local account functionality has been “removed.” I haven’t tried it. Someone will probably chime in.


How about seven instead, and for free?


This is how hardware accelerated TV tuners worked back in the day, and probably also MPEG cards during their brief flash in the pan when they were necessary to play MPEG encoded video before processors were powerful enough to do it in software (and/or had various extensions added to them to assist, like MMX and SSE, etc., etc.).
I had an ATI TV Wonder card back in those dark days, and its mask color was hot magenta: RGB(255,0,255). Any pixels in your framebuffer of that color would be overwritten with TV output, although the player that came with the card already seemed to broadly know approximately where its output should be located so you couldn’t relocate the video on your screen by doing this. If you full screened the player and then minimized it, though, you could color in any pixels on your display with e.g. Paint and they’d magically become little slices of broadcast television.
Well, that ain’t going nowhere now.


Crono needs a legendary sword that requires a time-hopping fetch quest to get all the ingredients. Frog requires a sword that’s already legendary, and a whole episode devoted to getting it powered up further. Marle, Luca, and even Magus require triple techs and in the case of the former two, a deliberate power up by Spekkio to even be able to access them in the first place.
…Ayla can merely punch people for 9999 damage.


Straight out of the pack it would probably be factory formatted as ExFAT. If you had the correct patch on a Windows XP machine (KB955704) it would literally be plug and play.
MBR’s volume size limit is 2 T(i)B. You don’t need GPT for these types of storage sizes.


People in this thread are grossly overshooting when they’re assuming various technologies became available. USB flash drives absolutely existed in 2002. Not very big ones, by modern standards, but I personally owned a one gigabyte USB 2.0 drive in 2002 for which I paid many dollars. It allowed me to retain my title as king of the campus for several months.
Walking into this in the first Watch_Dogs. (NSFW. Very much so.)
If you take the time to interact with all the hackables and scan all the people in this area you’ll have revealed to you the incredible depths of depravity and cruelty going on here. It is incredibly fucked up. It was at this very moment in my first and only playthrough that I decided that no, fuck that. Aiden Pierce was now going to be murdering a lot of very specific people.
“Business must proceed.”