﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[poster11's BLOG]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/poster/</link><description><![CDATA[]]></description><language>en-us</language><copyright>bitcomet.com</copyright><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 09:49:29 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 09:49:29 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>bitcomet.com</generator><docs>http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html</docs><ttl>30</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[Bill Gates picks his own punishment]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/poster/post_19236/</link><description><![CDATA[<h2><font face="times new roman,helvetica">Bill Gates picks his own punishment</font></h2><font face="times new roman,helvetica">Satan greets him: &quot;Welcome Mr. Gates, we've been waiting for you. This will be your home for all eternity. You've been selfish, greedy and a big liar all your life. Now, since you've got me in a good mood, I'll be generous and give you a choice of three places in which you'll be locked up forever.<br /> <br />
Satan takes Bill to a huge lake of fire in which millions of poor souls are tormented and tortured. He then takes him to a massive coliseum where thousands of people are chased about and devoured by starving lions. Finally, he takes Bill to a tiny room in which there is a bottle of the finest wine sitting on a table. To Bill's delight, he sees a PC in the corner. Without hesitation, Bill says &quot;I'll take this option.&quot;<br /> <br />
&quot;Fine,&quot; says Satan, allowing Bill to enter the room. Satan locks the room after Bill.<br /> <br />
As he turns around, he bumps into Lucifer. &quot;That was Bill Gates!&quot; cried Lucifer. &quot;Why did you give him the best place......</font>]]></description><author>poster111 (poster11)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 09:49:29 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Bill Gates picks his own punishment]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/poster/post_19235/</link><description><![CDATA[<h2><font face="times new roman,helvetica">Bill Gates picks his own punishment</font></h2><font face="times new roman,helvetica">Satan greets him: &quot;Welcome Mr. Gates, we've been waiting for you. This will be your home for all eternity. You've been selfish, greedy and a big liar all your life. Now, since you've got me in a good mood, I'll be generous and give you a choice of three places in which you'll be locked up forever.<br /> <br />
Satan takes Bill to a huge lake of fire in which millions of poor souls are tormented and tortured. He then takes him to a massive coliseum where thousands of people are chased about and devoured by starving lions. Finally, he takes Bill to a tiny room in which there is a bottle of the finest wine sitting on a table. To Bill's delight, he sees a PC in the corner. Without hesitation, Bill says &quot;I'll take this option.&quot;<br /> <br />
&quot;Fine,&quot; says Satan, allowing Bill to enter the room. Satan locks the room after Bill.<br /> <br />
As he turns around, he bumps into Lucifer. &quot;That was Bill Gates!&quot; cried Lucifer. &quot;Why did you give him the best place......</font>]]></description><author>poster111 (poster11)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 09:48:56 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Bill Gates picks his own punishment]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/poster/post_19234/</link><description><![CDATA[<h2><font face="times new roman,helvetica">Bill Gates picks his own punishment</font></h2><font face="times new roman,helvetica">Satan greets him: &quot;Welcome Mr. Gates, we've been waiting for you. This will be your home for all eternity. You've been selfish, greedy and a big liar all your life. Now, since you've got me in a good mood, I'll be generous and give you a choice of three places in which you'll be locked up forever.<br /> <br />
Satan takes Bill to a huge lake of fire in which millions of poor souls are tormented and tortured. He then takes him to a massive coliseum where thousands of people are chased about and devoured by starving lions. Finally, he takes Bill to a tiny room in which there is a bottle of the finest wine sitting on a table. To Bill's delight, he sees a PC in the corner. Without hesitation, Bill says &quot;I'll take this option.&quot;<br /> <br />
&quot;Fine,&quot; says Satan, allowing Bill to enter the room. Satan locks the room after Bill.<br /> <br />
As he turns around, he bumps into Lucifer. &quot;That was Bill Gates!&quot; cried Lucifer. &quot;Why did you give him the best place......</font>]]></description><author>poster111 (poster11)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 09:46:37 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[You've been programming too long]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/poster/post_19213/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font size="2" color="#800000">&nbsp;&nbsp;
&nbsp;<font color="#000000">&nbsp;<strong>You've been programming too long when</strong> 
&nbsp;</font></font> </p> <p> <font size="2" color="#800000"><font color="#ff6600">When you are counting objects, you go &quot;0,1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,A,B,C,D...&quot;.</font><br /> <br /> <font color="#ff00ff">
When asked about a bus schedule, you wonder if it is 16 or 32 bits.</font><br /> <br /> <font color="#ff9900">
When your wife says &quot;If you don't turn off that darn machine and come to bed,then I am going to divorce you!&quot;, and you chastise her for for omitting the else clause.</font><br /> <br /> <font color="#0000ff">
When you are reading a book and look for the space bar to get to the next page.</font><br /> <br /> <font color="#993366">
When you look for your car keys using: &quot;grep keys /dev/pockets&quot;</font><br /> <br /> <font color="#008000">
When after fooling around all day with routers etc, you pick up the phone and start dialing an IP number.<br /> </font><br /> <font color="#cc99ff">
When you get in the elevator and double-press the button for the floor you want.</font><br /> <br /> <font color="#33cccc">
When not only do you check your email more often than your paper mail, but you remember your {network </font>address} faster than your postal one.<br /> <br /> <font color="#339966">
When you go to balance your checkbook and discover that you're doing the math in octal.</font><br /> <br />
When you dream......</font></p>]]></description><author>poster111 (poster11)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 02:18:47 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Less You Know, The More You Make]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/poster/post_19212/</link><description><![CDATA[<td colspan="2">&nbsp;</td>&nbsp;<strong>The Less You Know, The More You Make</strong> 
<td colspan="2">&nbsp;</td>&nbsp;&quot;Salary Theorem&quot; states that &quot;Engineers and Scientists can never earn as much as Business Executives and Sales People.&quot; <br />
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This theorem can now be supported by a mathematical equation based on the following two postulates:<br />
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1. Knowledge is Power.<br />
2. Time is Money.<br />
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As every engineer knows:<br />
Power = Work / Time<br />
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Since:<br />
Knowledge = Power<br />
Time = Money<br />
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It follows that:<br />
Knowledge = Work/Money.<br />
<br />
Solving for Money, we get:<br />
Money = Work / Knowledge.<br />
<br />
Thus, as Knowledge approaches zero, Money approaches infinity, regardless of the amount of work done.<br />
<br />
Conclusion:<br />
The less you know,the more you make.]]></description><author>poster111 (poster11)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 02:12:41 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Birds and Bees]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/poster/post_19211/</link><description><![CDATA[<td colspan="2">&nbsp;</td>&nbsp;<strong>Birds and Bees</strong> 
<td colspan="2">&nbsp;</td>&nbsp;A mother is in the kitchen making dinner for her family when her daughter walks in.<br />
<br />
&ldquo;Mother, where do babies come from?&rdquo;<br />
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The mother thinks for a few seconds and says, &ldquo;Well dear, Mommy and Daddy fall in love and get married. One night they go into their bedroom, they kiss and hug and have sex.&rdquo;<br />
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The daughter looks puzzled so the mother continues, &ldquo;That means the daddy puts his penis in the mommy&rsquo;s vagina. That&rsquo;s how you get a baby, honey.&rdquo; The child seems to comprehend.<br />
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&ldquo;Oh, I see, but the other night when I came into your room you had daddy&rsquo;s penis in your mouth. What do you get when you do that?&rdquo;<br />
<br />
&ldquo;Jewelry, my dear. Jewelry.&rdquo;]]></description><author>poster111 (poster11)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 02:10:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[10 Husbands, Still a Virgin]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/poster/post_19209/</link><description><![CDATA[<strong>10 Husbands, Still a Virgin</strong>
A lawyer married a woman who had previously divorced ten husbands. <br /> <br />
On their wedding night, she told her new husband, &quot;Please be gentle, I'm still a virgin.&quot; <br /> <br />
&quot;What?&quot; said the puzzled groom. <br /> <br />
&quot;How can that be if you've been married ten times?&quot; <br /> <br />
&quot;Well, Husband #1 was a sales representative: he kept telling me how great it was going to be. <br /> <br />
Husband #2 was in software services: he was never really sure how it
was supposed to function, but he said he'd look into it and get back to
me. <br /> <br />
Husband #3 was from field services: he said everything checked out diagnostically but he just couldn't get the system up. <br /> <br />
Husband #4 was in telemarketing: even though he knew he had the order, he didn't know when he would be able to deliver. <br /> <br />
Husband #5 was an engineer: he understood the basic process but wanted
three years to research, implement, and design a new state-of-the-art
method. <br /> <br />
Husband #6 was from finance and administration:......]]></description><author>poster111 (poster11)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 02:07:03 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>