GasBandit
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HEY YOU! BRING THAT BACK!
The Random Crap Thread 2: It Hits the Fan.
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Well, if you want 20 Windows 7, i7-3770 computers...
https://www.govdeals.com/index.cfm?fa=Main.Item&itemid=971&acctid=4124
Looks like A&M does have a surplus department, but they aren't very active and don't fiddle with the internet much, so you'll have to call them and find out what they have.
On the plus side, that means there's not much demand so you should be able to get a good deal on whatever you buy.
http://logistics.tamu.edu/surplus-property/
100% here as well
That dozen or so Optiplex 790s Pitt had Monday morning? Gone by Wednesday afternoon.
3770's should easily be able to run Win10, all they need is at least 4GB RAM and at least 32GB HDD space.
--Patrick
Most of my surplus store experience came from working odd jobs at Wazzu (but not for Wazzu) when my mother was the executive assistant to the director of IT. Mostly it involved taking old mainframes, terminals, and assorted peripherals and storage media (massive piles of old tapes) from the basement of the IT building to surplus stores; and then occasionally swinging by to check and see if they had any good deals, but it was the late 90s and most of the PCs they had available had less than 100MB of HD space. I seem to recall there being a fair amount of Gandalf branded equipment.
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Do you ever get simultaneously sympathetic and annoyed with someone or a situation? That happened to me last night. I was in the park with my puppy, and a woman came up to me with her small dog asking me if I could take my dog off her leash so that mine and hers could run together. I did not want to do this because the park is popular that time of day, and there were too many people around. The park has a clearly posted leash requirement, too. So I declined, saying I think my dog might run off (which is also true). But she'd already let hers off. Anyway it's not really about her. That's just the setup.
This couple comes out of nowhere. Seriously, I'd looked left and right down the trail before this woman with a dog came up and saw no one. Anyway, the woman in the couple is terrified of the free small dog. She's whimpering and hiding behind her husband. For reference, they're like 50ish. I don't get it--it's a small dog. But I'm sympathetic because I don't know what's in her life. Maybe she was mauled in the past. Who knows. The dog shouldn't be free anyway. The husband though, yells out at the woman with the dog. PUT IT THE LEASH PLEASE. Yeah, there was a please, but it was so dominating, like he felt like the dog owner was subservient to him. I'm immediately annoyed at this guy, now. Plus it's got me wondering if it's just my own buried ethnocentricity, because the guy had a strong, stereotypical middle eastern accent. Maybe I'm interpreting dominance that didn't exist. Full gamut of emotions.
I know, boring story, but just wanted to talk it out.
This couple comes out of nowhere. Seriously, I'd looked left and right down the trail before this woman with a dog came up and saw no one. Anyway, the woman in the couple is terrified of the free small dog. She's whimpering and hiding behind her husband. For reference, they're like 50ish. I don't get it--it's a small dog. But I'm sympathetic because I don't know what's in her life. Maybe she was mauled in the past. Who knows. The dog shouldn't be free anyway. The husband though, yells out at the woman with the dog. PUT IT THE LEASH PLEASE. Yeah, there was a please, but it was so dominating, like he felt like the dog owner was subservient to him. I'm immediately annoyed at this guy, now. Plus it's got me wondering if it's just my own buried ethnocentricity, because the guy had a strong, stereotypical middle eastern accent. Maybe I'm interpreting dominance that didn't exist. Full gamut of emotions.
I know, boring story, but just wanted to talk it out.
If, indeed, they were middle eastern, dogs are considered unclean (though I'm not sure if it's a religious uncleanliness or simply cultural) and people don't like them. To some degree there is an amount of fear concerning dogs, I assume due to this unfamiliarity. Due to this dogs were used as a form of fear/intimidation/torture in our recent military engagements in the middle east.
So while there may have been a specific incident in her past, there's also the possibility of fear based on culture/unfamiliarity, and the immediate shouted command is probably prompted by fear and a desire to control the unpredictable situation.
Imagine if you came across a raccoon, woodchuck, or large rat with your family - the reactions might not be so different despite the diminutive size, and only once you knew it was under control of a competent handler might you feel safe passing by.
So while there may have been a specific incident in her past, there's also the possibility of fear based on culture/unfamiliarity, and the immediate shouted command is probably prompted by fear and a desire to control the unpredictable situation.
Imagine if you came across a raccoon, woodchuck, or large rat with your family - the reactions might not be so different despite the diminutive size, and only once you knew it was under control of a competent handler might you feel safe passing by.
I replied to an instant message with, "Good to hear."
I never really came up with a better reply to a reading a text...
I never really came up with a better reply to a reading a text...
"If at first you don't succeed, skydiving probably isn't for you."
Y'all have any idea how big of a mess a 100 lb dog can make when he holds it in for two days?
...bad things man.
...bad things man.
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I remember the first time I was sexually propositioned by a gorilla.
I was at the local zoo that day, as I was every weekend. I usually got there an hour before the zoo opened, just so I could be first in line. There usually wasn't much of a line, but I wanted to be first. I wanted him to see me first. Who is "him," you ask? The alpha male in the gorilla enclosure, of course.
I would stand at the edge of his enclosure, and just admire him. The way he would beat his chest would get me so hot and bothered, my pants would become uncomfortably tight. I would have to excuse myself to the bathroom to clean up, but I would be right back there, watching him. I would usually stay until the zoo closed, and then I would be right back the next weekend. The way he looked at me while he asserted himself to the females of the troop made me know he wanted me, and I knew I had to let him have me.
Well, eventually I managed to hide in the zoo's bathroom after it closed, and I knew I had my chance. Around midnight, I hopped the fence into the alpha male's pen, and made my move. I turned around, removed my clothes, and slowly backed myself into him. I didn't want to look him in the eyes, lest it upset him. He started hooting at me, and I knew things were going well. I could feel his hot breath on the underside of my testicles. The moment I had been waiting on had finally arrived. I could hear his breathing as he forcibly bent me over and mounted me, and then I took him, all of him, inside of me. A few powerful pumps and it was all over. I lay there, wishing I was a gorilla lady so I could be pregnant with his child.
A man can dream.
Fade clicked anon by accident; he had more to his story.
So a former boss of mine was into anthropology and part of that was the similarities and differences between early people and other great apes. He would talk about the subject whenever he learned something he thought was interesting.
Which is how I know that an adult male silverback gorilla can weigh around 200 to 250 kg, stand around 1.8 meters tall, and on average their phallus, when erect, is 3 cm long.
You know, like an MRA redditor.
Which is how I know that an adult male silverback gorilla can weigh around 200 to 250 kg, stand around 1.8 meters tall, and on average their phallus, when erect, is 3 cm long.
You know, like an MRA redditor.
Little peckish. Esurient.How you doin'?
