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by Steve Gibson, Mar 09, 2000 2:56am PST

For crying out loud if you're gonna email me asking for a response at least make sure your return email address works eh? I get at least a couple of emails a day bitching at me about how I never respond. There are a few possible reasons: - The email you sent didnt really require a response and/or I'm busy (spankin it) - You smell funny, yes I can smell you over the internet. It's that bad. - YOUR DAMN RETURN EMAIL ADDRESS IS SET WRONG. FIX THE DAMN THING Well, after 20 different people repeating basically the same commands (r_ignorehwgamma, r_overbrightbits, r_intensity) to fix the Win2K Quake3 gamma problems, The Reverend came through. The missing command was r_mapoverbrightbits. That last command combined with the rest pretty much fixed things. Still not sure if it's a NVidia driver bug or Quake3 bug. At any rate until one of the two companies fixes it those commands should get you by. Server Stuff: Hehe guess what, we tranferred admin control but forgot to switch actual DNS control for the new server. That delays things a bit more. Hoonis got the prerender stuff mostly working so the server shouldnt blow up when people will most certainly attempt to do just that. ... fuck. I'm outa Pringles. Oh yeah, I updated the whack-ass-liks list today.




















  • OT
    Here\'s a joke... kinda long and figured it\'s a slow news day so nuke it if not appropriate... but it\'s funny:

    A priest decides to take a walk to the pier near his church. He looks around and finally stops to watch a fisherman load his boat. The fisherman notices and asks the priest if he\'d like to join him for a couple of hours. The priest agrees. The fisherman asks if the priest has ever fished before, to which the priest answers no. He baits the hook and says, \"Give it a shot, Father.\" After a few minutes, the priest hooks a big fish and struggles to get it in the boat. The fisherman says, \"Whoa, look at that big sonofabitch!\"

    Priest: \"Uh, sir, can you please mind your language?\"

    Fisherman:(THINKING QUICKLY): \"I\'m sorry, Father, but that\'s what the fish is called: -- a sonofabitch.\"

    Priest: \"Oh, I\'m sorry, I did not know.\"

    After the trip, the priest brings the fish to the church and stops the Bishop.

    Priest: \"Look at this big sonofabitch!\"

    Bishop: \"Please, mind your language, this is a house of God.\"

    Priest: \"No, you don\'t understand! That\'s what the fish is called and I caught it. I caught this sonofabitch!\"

    Bishop: \"Hmmm, you know I could clean this sonofabitch and we could have it for dinner.\" So the Bishop takes the fish, cleans it and takes it to the head mother.

    Bishop: \"Could you cook this sonofabitch for dinner tonight?\"

    Head Mother: \"My lord, what language!\"

    Bishop: \"No, Sister, that\'s what this fish is called, asonofabitch! Father caught it, I cleaned it, and we want you to cook it.\"

    Head Mother: \"Yes, I\'ll cook that sonofabitch tonight.\" That night the Pope stops by for dinner. He thinks the fish is great and asks where they got it.

    Priest: \"I caught the sonofabitch.\"

    Bishop: \"And I cleaned the sonofabitch.\"

    Head Mother: \"And I cooked the sonofabitch.\"

    The Pope stares at them for a minute with a steely gaze, takes off his hat, leans back in his chair, puts his feet up on the table and says, \"You know, you fuckers are all right!\"