That's what I meant, that somebody (is this the story? Am I getting it right?) got some proxy service to give them the IP address they wanted -so they have to know Thomas's IP address, first off - then they use this proxy IP to hack MTS or at least to get into Buggybooz's account using her password, which was the same as her TSR password (who would know that outside of TSR admin?). But Thomas doesn't feel upset that someone did this in his name?

If Buggybooz's account was accessed using her password then MTS wasn't hacked. Using a password isn't hacking unless you hack to get a password. So who all had access to her password? Buggybooz did. Did TSR? Did Delphy? Did Coconut? Did her cat?

No such thing as a perfect crime. Somebody left traces somewhere along the line.

One thing I can't figure out is if Thomas really was hacked and somebody used his password to use his mts account to do this to Buggybooz, how come he's not screaming bloody murder about it? If somebody used my name and my account like that I'd be reporting that IP myself and working with anybody I could to get to the bottom of it. This service that lets you have any IP you want, don't they have records of who they gave that IP to? It seems to me it's an illegal use of their service to use it to hack a site under someone else's name. If it's a US company there must be laws that will make them turn over those records. If I was Thomas that's what I'd be doing, not blowing off all this just saying "Nope, wasn't me."

Nope.

God this is depressing. My scruples vs. my hair whore nature. 

Oh Christ, did you have to do that to me just before bedtime? The horror! The horror!

Show a little respect, that's from TSR's newest FA b-bettina.

Oh God that's gorgeous! *smack drool*

Tom Lehrer, math professor at Harvard and satirist extraordinaire. Here are the lyrics to "The New Math" (any typos aren't my fault, I cutted and pasteded):

You can't take three from two,
Two is less than three,
So you look at the four in the tens place.
Now that's really four tens,
So you make it three tens,
Regroup, and you change a ten to ten ones,
And you add them to the two and get twelve,
And you take away three, that's nine.
Is that clear?

Now instead of four in the tens place
You've got three,
cause you added one,
That is to say, ten, to the two,
But you can't take seven from three,
So you look in the hundreds place.

From the three you then use one
To make ten ones...
(and you know why four plus minus one
Plus ten is fourteen minus one?
cause addition is commutative, right.)
And so you have thirteen tens,
And you take away seven,
And that leaves five...

Well, six actually.
But the idea is the important thing.

Now go back to the hundreds place,
And you're left with two.
And you take away one from two,
And that leaves...?

Everybody get one?
Not bad for the first day!

Hooray for new math,
New-hoo-hoo-math,
It won't do you a bit of good to review math.
It's so simple,
So very simple,
That only a child can do it!

Now that actually is not the answer that I had in mind, because the book that I got this problem out of wants you to do it in base eight. But don't panic. Base eight is just like base ten really
Youre missing two fingers. Shall we have a go at it? Hang on.

You can't take three from two,
Two is less than three,
So you look at the four in the eights place.
Now that's really four eights,
So you make it three eights,
Regroup, and you change an eight to eight ones,
And you add them to the two,
And you get one-two base eight,
Which is ten base ten,
And you take away three, that's seven.

Now instead of four in the eights place
You've got three,
cause you added one,
That is to say, eight, to the two,
But you cant take seven from three,
So you look at the sixty-fours.

Sixty-four? How did sixty-four get into it? I hear you cry.
Well, sixty-four is eight squared, don't you see?
(Well, you ask a silly question, and you get a silly answer.)

From the three you then use one
To make eight ones,
And you add those ones to the three,
And you get one-three base eight,
Or, in other words,
In base ten you have eleven,
And you take away seven,
And seven from eleven is four.
Now go back to the sixty-fours,
And you're left with two,
And you take away one from two,
And that leaves...?

Now, let's not always see the same hands.
One, that's right!
Whoever got one can stay after the show and clean the erasers.

Hooray for new math,
New-hoo-hoo-math,
It won't do you a bit of good to review math.
Its so simple,
So very simple,
That only a child can do it!


Doesn't do him justice, you gotta hear the guy perform this stuff. "The Elements" is mind-boggling. Although my personal favorites are a tie between "The Vatican Rag" and "The Masochism Tango."

I worked in the education arena for about four years (not teaching, a related service) and witnessed first-hand the behind-the-scenes goings on in regular meetings with principals, administrators and superintendents. Major complaint? Lack of parental involvement. I heard plenty about parents who raised a holy stink if their 'ittle preciousssss got a C or D or (God forbid) an F because they didn't know the material. I even remember a lawsuit being considered against the district because some parent claimed their child was being discriminated against because of his economic status and wasn't being given the high marks he "deserved" (even though, as it turned out, he almost never turned in homework, played pocket computer games in class, and the parents admitted they never even asked him about school or homework, let alone helped him with it). And the district backed down and upped his grades so he could pass to the next level, rather than go through the expense and publicity of a court battle.

Oh, and by the way, the teacher who took the brat's computer game away from him during class was reprimanded for it! The parents said she humiliated their little pumpkin in front of all his friends. She resigned at the end of the year. I had lunch with her and she told me she'd wanted to be a teacher all her life, and after three years of that kind of crap she was so fed up she never wanted to go near a school again.

Biggest complaint I heard from the teachers? As has been said here in many previous posts, they're reduced to drilling their students in how to pass state-mandated tests instead of teaching them how to learn, evaluate, create, explore, all the things education should be. Kids aren't being taught to think, they're being taught to memorize predigested information so they can puke it back up at test time and keep the state and federal funding flowing to the district.

They call it "No Child Left Behind" here in the States. I call it "An Entire Generation Left Behind." Thank God I grew up in the 1960s. No computers, not even calculators, just our brains. And hey, look, we were able to come up with computers, calculators, and all the other bells and whistles that are so "essential" to modern education, not to mention modern life.

I'm a little confused. I thought free stuff was hands off around here as far as bashing goes. 

I love those stairs! God, this is my favorite thread on this entire site.

The woman

is not

human!

*bows five times facing wherever Adele lives*

Ah, the good old days! I bought my first bong in a great little head shop in Denver, and a few months later a three-foot tall wood and brass hookah that looked like something out of the Arabian Nights. I remember once, some of my buds and I were stone broke and bereft of weed, so we fired up the hookah with a wad of catnip in the bowl. We figured if it got the cat off it might work for us. We did get high, but then, we were also raging drunk at the time. Luckily, there were no mice about. 

You can smoke anything smokable in a hookah. The water in the base is supposed to cool the hot smoke as you inhale it, thus providing a smooth, mild taste. Not exactly one's first priority when hash or pot is involved, but ever we strive for excellence.

 

Thanks, just saw it a little bit ago (after my last post here).