Finishing up finals this week and programming.

Honestly, I think this song is terrible.

My opinion is based upon the fact that it has basically zero groove and keeps changing all the time.  The song is rather Bipolar, manic type.

Yes.

Make sure you get your Bitcoin t-shirts before Christmas!







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I can go out, but i like it here

And here's a Math101 subject in the forum. Cool.

When did this happen?  Did you use the same password on multiple systems? Did you use a crappy short password?

I'm not trying to 'blame the victim' here - but in most cases it does seem to turn out that the user was using woefully inadequate passwords, or that the security breach was on the user's side, so please let us know if you have any information on how your 'account was hacked'.

Also - there is a daily withdrawal limit in place on most mtgox accounts.. are you saying that all 300 or so disappeared at once - or that this happened over a period of time?

How much followup have you done with mtgox support?

I see you've made another thread regarding this: https://bitcointalk.org/index.php?topic=54711.0
Please reply there.

It is better if you promote your buisiness in some way that relates it to bitcoins. Many people also put links to their business in their signatures but I think you need to have at least 10 posts to have a link in your signature?

Ok, thanks for the tip, at least i'm aware and not to trust anyone.

It all started when I was 17. I remember that it was a hot summer; the crickets were chirping and dad hadn’t beaten me for a few days. He did that sometimes, when he was drunk and I’d been a worthless parasite. I tried hard in school but even so I was still leeching off him. Knowing that made me feel worthless, because it is the strong man who provides for the weak and I was weak. His fists were not violent, it was my impotent sloth that was violent, my lack of industry that forced my father to pay the bills. Such violence is not compassion.

I hope one day to be the man that my father is, the man that he dreamed that I could be. I’ll show him my strength and then he will love me.

It was almost time for the robot championships - we’d placed in the top 50th percentile last year - and I’d spent weeks sketching designs. Tall robots; squat robots; robots to catch and robots to throw; robots with a thousand dongs, each hanging from a hundred other dongs, each dong whirling like a throbbing dervish. The latter was to give the coup de grâce to my demoralised enemies, an android teabagging if you will.

Clem came round that morning. I clearly remember the excitement in her face as she opened his laptop - bought for her by her parents, the leech - and started a strange program. She was shaking a little, and since father blocked the air conditioning vents in my room, she was sweating slightly from the heat.

One day I will marry Clem, if she remains pure and finds a suitable job with good benefits. I could never marry a lesser creature, one of the unclean. “What Would Ayn Do?” was my motto and I strove to meet her expectations, at least so far as I understood them. We’d never touched, for she was not of that type, but I knew we had a quiet, unvoiced connection. She could be mine if I truly asked.

Confused by her awkward excitement, I stammered my bewilderment. “What is it?”

“It’s amazing! My brother showed me. You run this program and it makes Chuck E. Cheese coupons or something.” Still excited, her face was tinged with uncertainty. Was it: will he like it? Or perhaps: do I even know what I am talking about? That had never stopped us before, not when we started the Objectivist Lunch Table, nor when we threw those rocks at old Mr. Gillard when he put that Local 602 sticker on his car. His VFW buddies had chased us but we knew we were in the right. We knew.

I showed her my teeth as mother had taught me, trying to calm Clem from her agitation. The program beeped a successful note and something popped onscreen about blocks. My father had never given me any blocks as a child. I’d resorted to carving some from the cheddar that the government had given me after my emancipation. My father had been so proud to emancipate me: he’d called it my 10th birthday present, a coming of age and the beginning of my long road to manhood. I was no longer dependent upon him, for he’d passed me off to society at large.

“What happened?”
“We just mined a bitcoin!”
“A what?”
“It’s really cool! It’s like money except on a computer. You can’t buy anything with it, of course, because no one gives a shit and it’s completely pointless but my brother says that it will change the world.”

I spent the next week frantically searching online. On the third day I made a fantastic discovery: a program called Google that lets me look for things. It was like going to the library and bugging Mrs. Rudd to show me where the von Mises biographies were but without the blank look and the awkward shuffling away. It found things! I found things! Bitcoin was a revolution and I was going to be at the forefront, blasting aside the old order of tax violence and oppression and replacing it with a new world of poorly regulated currency, volatility, child pornography, poverty, fraud, and smug ignorance! Bitcoin was the answer!

My heart raced and I blacked out. An hour? Two hours? When I awoke, I was naked from the waist down and my thighs were sticky. Someone had drawn my secret dongbot design on the floorboards and my mouth tasted of garlic. I pulled myself unsteadily to my feet - I had to stop wasting time, for a new day was dawning.

Short answer, no not really.

Longer answer, you need to obviously have the slot for a pci-express slot (PCIe) for the graphic card, multiple if you want to have expandability for the future. You can use a minimal processor, minimal ram for whatever OS you're using, and don't even need a disk if you launch from CD/USB stick! As long as the board has the express slots for the card to run and the power supply can handle the card, that's about the bare essentials other than a case and fan that can keep it/them cool!

I am interested in trading a large art collection, some books, vitamins/aminos, outdoor equipment, music samples/cds, and some other goods with bitcoin to raise some $ for college. Is the bitcoin marketplace and exchange a good place to do business vs. eBay or other classified sites?