Mello Yello... sounds like drugs. Just wrote a Mr. Saturn driver for DOS. Pwaaaaah. Pwaaaaah. I can't believe I'm using perfectly good Interrupt Vector Table space for this crap.
actually bigger thing I've noted on mellow yellow, it's loaded with caffeine, abnormally so for a soft drink, what's mellow about that
Its not just drinks designs that ooze with masculinity nowdays, sadly its everywhere. I find an odd contradiction with current western society (at least with younger generations?) in that often consumers are both unnacepting of any product that isn't in some way masculine, and yet are also overwhelmingly accepting of things that may have been controversial to past generations such as sexuality. Not to say that acceptance is bad, its fantastic as a culture we have been able to make some steps towards a neutral view point, however at the same time why is there so much pressure for products/men to also be hyper masculine, beard growing, steroid pumped sociopaths that are ready to beat down anyone who looks in their general direction; every product is trying to be Xtreme, while also being acceptable to everyone, which makes no sense to me anyways. EDIT: forgot to add, somewhat related: Skip to the 2:40 mark Spoiler Ignoring the content of subject in the video, what mr.regular says just after 2:40 can apply to so many products nowdays, its kind of ridiculous.
Hell, I like manly stuff; I drive diesel, love old muscle cars, drink expensive whisky, grow facial hair, and shoot explosive things with needlessly over-powered firearms because this is America and I can (by the same token; the pink popsicles are my favorite and I love kittens). I personally don't believe we are pressured into living/acting this way, nor do I feel as though I have been, it's simply a way of life that appeals to some people; others -- not-so-much, and that's okay. Besides, it's just the first rule of marketing -- make your product appeal to your largest consumer base; and in most of America that would be guys who grew up strapping M-80's to G.I. Joes in the early 90's, and older guys who grew up watching Charles Bronson kick ass throughout the 70's and 80's.
ugh... I accidentally deleted the code to Mr. Saturn Services and had to reconstruct it by disassembling my .EXE file. In the process of redoing it, I remembered why we don't use DOS anymore. Anyway, now when the Mr. Saturn Services interrupt is raised, it checks register CX for the number of dings to print. I've made three short programs making use of this feature: Each program sets CX to a different value before calling up Mr. Saturn Services. Very useful, zoom. What should I make next? How about a Temmienate and Stay Resident program?
You could definitely argue that was the intention. A couple of the cans on the top row and a few more mixed throughout have very psychedelic designs on them, and the song that inspired the name for the drink, or at least popularized the phrase, was a "psychedelic pop" song released in the mid 60s. You could say that psychedelia doesn't necessarily encompass certain hallucinogenic drugs, but...come on.
I could've got tickets to Civil War at the midnight showing but there may or may not be a lacrosse championship that day.
I happen to be an authority on hallucinogenic drugs and the culture associated with said substances. The argument that the marketing behind the mellow yellow brand are playing on the general publics fascination with psychedelics is a good one. The imagery and name clearly take inspiration from the mid 60s acid wave. All the paterns and colors might as well have been printed on the blotter paper itself.
This week on "Tales from Fast Food": Seriously? Now that I'm starting to get settled in to this new job, I'm finding that, for some reason, restaurant playplaces bring out the worst in people. That's usually where I find the dirtiest tables, but this is the first time I've really been motivated to rant about it, because today, in one of the corners of the room, someone left an entire table covered in trash and the remains of a half-eaten meal. I'm talking about bags and wrappers everywhere, cups with some soda still left in them, disgusting soaked-through paper saucers of dressing sticking to the table, a never-even-eaten-from sleeve of fries spilling on the table... so much stuff that I for some time wasn't even sure they weren't planning to come back for it. Of course there were loose fries and caked-on soda gunk on the floor around that table too. You know, I expect this from kids, because they're too young to know better, but you'd think the adults watching over them would care enough to pick up. Wasted quite some time cleaning up that mess. When I mentioned this to one of the veteran employees, he expressed a complete lack of surprise and told me of a lady who, I wish I was making this up, let her five-year-old open salt shakers and throw the salt everywhere. Instead of stopping him, she just moved into the main lobby and ate there because she "didn't want to watch". What is it about these playplaces that makes adults behave like children? tl;dr Irresponsible parents, grrrrrrr.
Fun fact: To shift gears in an International school bus, you first have to apply the air parking break, shift into gear, then disengage the air breaks. I did not know that.
splits each tab as a separate process in task manager, a single tab won't use 11gb (all of mine together are less than 1, Firefox is a bigger ram user for me)
Well about a week ago I submitted an essay for this contest. My mom is into Ayn Rand stuff, and the books are fascinating to read. I did the Anthem essay contest. https://www.aynrand.org/students/essay-contests You can read more about this stuff on the website: https://www.aynrand.org/
It's just a stepping stone. Thats what I told myself and it seemed to work out. Screw that. Ayn rand was ahead of her time. Watch this @Joeyfuller2000
