
Thats not a minor planet...
It's a space station. My money is on Babyon 4.
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Small women are the wrong choice here. You need some fat world of warcraft slobs. Content sitting motionless for 18 hours day and subsisting on the lowest quality nutrients you can buy, they carry their reserve calorie storage as part of the package. Bulky exercise equipment is not required. And as reproduction is not in their future, cosmic rays are not a big concern. Stock the ship with Mountain Dew and Cheetos and set it loose. You can even burn the excess methane for a little extra kick.
Yep, I said it...
I am in contact with a gentleman in Nigeria that seems to have money to burn. Perhaps they could reach a mutually beneficial arrangement. 28 Million dollars should cover a few plane tickects and Julian can front the transfer fee from the couch cushions he is sleeping on. Does Mr. Snowden have a public email address or should I send it to OsamaBinLaden@taliban.com and let the NSA route it to him?
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The simplest and perhaps the best solution for VDI licensing is to create an OS-CAL, similar to the existing RDS-CAL. The OS-CAL would grant a named user the right to use any Microsoft OS for company business. Let us decide on the back end whether to use Windows 8, Terminal Services or XP, physical or virtual to support that user. Then business has a fixed cost per employee to budget for the OS and I don't have to worry if what I am doing is legal or not.
/^v.+b$/i
There's a Linux penguin, a fanboi, and a Windows luser in a plane, and the pilot says, we're carrying too much weight, one of you has got to go, and the fanboi says, well, I can't jump because...
The penguin said he would jump after he updated his will. Being unable to decide between Emacs and VI he was parylzed.
The fanboi, lacking a crowd of lemmings to follow, was unable to find the exit.
The Windows user had his critical system files deleted by McAfee and was stuck at a grey screen.
As the plan neared the ground suddenly someone leaped to action. As the pilot left the plane he cursed the load of idiots so enamored with their toys that they forgot to live in the real world as the aircraft spiraled to the ground and burst into flame.