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02/23/07 01:21 - 23ºF - ID#38251
swm iso gpu...
something in the affordable range. im looking to upgrade my pc, not make it the next ps3. i mean, I've seen some crazy new cards they have for pci express. earlier today i found a link on videogames. com for a 1 gig gpu that had two cards stacked as a single pcix slot insert. cool right? sure, if you have 700 dollars.
so i do, in fact, have a pcix slot, and am running off a gforce 6600 with 256mb or vram. im looking to upgrade to 512mb, but there are more on the market than i thought. so i started comparing core and memory speeds, and weighing against the pros and cons of having a fan-less card. im pretty sure i know which card i want to go with in my price range, but its not an nvidia card, its an ati. never used an ati, but its pricing and stats are weighty. check it.
so i guess my question is this:
do any of you out there know what specs to look for on new video cards, to compare them adequately?
im planning on building my next rig in about a year or so, after the quad core mobos become more prevalent and less expensive. that mobo will most likely be either sli or crossfire compat, so whatever card i get now will most likely be the brother/sister to the one following.
or how about this:
is it better to increase your ram before your gpu, or vice versa? how can you tell when you need each one?
woot. nerdy.
so i do, in fact, have a pcix slot, and am running off a gforce 6600 with 256mb or vram. im looking to upgrade to 512mb, but there are more on the market than i thought. so i started comparing core and memory speeds, and weighing against the pros and cons of having a fan-less card. im pretty sure i know which card i want to go with in my price range, but its not an nvidia card, its an ati. never used an ati, but its pricing and stats are weighty. check it.
so i guess my question is this:
do any of you out there know what specs to look for on new video cards, to compare them adequately?
im planning on building my next rig in about a year or so, after the quad core mobos become more prevalent and less expensive. that mobo will most likely be either sli or crossfire compat, so whatever card i get now will most likely be the brother/sister to the one following.
or how about this:
is it better to increase your ram before your gpu, or vice versa? how can you tell when you need each one?
woot. nerdy.
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02/14/07 06:40 - 14ºF - ID#38154
a.v. ground zero.
doom.
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02/13/07 12:32 - 15ºF - ID#38124
a.v. day whatever....
I've been slacking. lets just say my heart hasn't been into it. mostly been going out and taking pictures:
...i can say that all these pictures of the cold, warm me. :P
...i can say that all these pictures of the cold, warm me. :P
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02/08/07 11:02 - 18ºF - ID#38077
a.v. day 8.
im drunk, and spent. you bishes are on your own.
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02/07/07 05:01 - 15ºF - ID#38054
a.v. day 7. xbl.
its xbox-live-wednesdays! you get nothin bishes!
cept these awful links:
just so i can say i didn't diverge,
my very first love:
in case you don't know what one is:
and on a more serious note:
cept these awful links:
just so i can say i didn't diverge,
my very first love:
in case you don't know what one is:
and on a more serious note:
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02/06/07 07:46 - 9ºF - ID#38045
a.v. day 6. ahh.. the memories...
little known fact about me:
first valentine ever given. to a girl.
her name was danielle, we were in the third grade. i made it the night before and spilled cologne on it, like i saw in the old old spice commercials on tv. the cologne made it so i couldn't close the envelope and my mother could not find the regular tape. we used black electrical tape.
shit you not.
1st one.
song of the day:
in dreams, by roy orbison.
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
Go to sleep. everything is all right.
I close my eyes, then I drift away
Into the magic night. I softly say
A silent prayerlike dreamers do.
Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.
In dreams I walk with you. in dreams I talk to you.
In dreams youre mine. all of the time were together
In dreams, in dreams.
But just before the dawn, I awake and find you gone.
I can't help it, I can't help it, if I cry.
I remember that you said goodbye.
Its too bad that all these things, can only happen in my dreams
Only in dreams in beautiful dreams.
first valentine ever given. to a girl.
her name was danielle, we were in the third grade. i made it the night before and spilled cologne on it, like i saw in the old old spice commercials on tv. the cologne made it so i couldn't close the envelope and my mother could not find the regular tape. we used black electrical tape.
shit you not.
1st one.
song of the day:
in dreams, by roy orbison.
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
Go to sleep. everything is all right.
I close my eyes, then I drift away
Into the magic night. I softly say
A silent prayerlike dreamers do.
Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.
In dreams I walk with you. in dreams I talk to you.
In dreams youre mine. all of the time were together
In dreams, in dreams.
But just before the dawn, I awake and find you gone.
I can't help it, I can't help it, if I cry.
I remember that you said goodbye.
Its too bad that all these things, can only happen in my dreams
Only in dreams in beautiful dreams.
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02/05/07 06:58 - 10ºF - ID#38031
a.v. day 5. know thine enemy...
okay, so what if i got a little off track with the origins or romantic love?! today i plan on getting back to task by working through the mystery as to what started my most hated day.
the athens month of Gamelion (what would be between our current calandars mid-january to mid-february) held the celebration of Lupercalia. Mestrius Plutarchus, a greek historian (rome, 4th century b.c.) has written this of the holiday in one of his Parallel Lives works (re: julius cesear):
"...There was added to these causes of offense his insult to the tribunes. It was, namely, the festival of the Lupercalia, of which many write that it was anciently celebrated by shepherds, and has also some connection with the Arcadian Lycaea. At this time many of the noble youths and of the magistrates run up and down through the city naked, for sport and laughter striking those they meet with shaggy thongs. And many women of rank also purposely get in their way, and like children at school present their hands to be struck, believing that the pregnant will thus be helped to an it is delivery, and the barren to pregnancy..."
the Christian account of said holiday seems rather different, however. instead of a rite of fertility, it was more of a marriage lotto:
"...The names of the teenage women were placed in a box and drawn at random by adolescent men; thus, a man was assigned a woman companion for the duration of the year, after which another lottery was staged. After eight hundred years of this cruel practice, the early church fathers sought to end this practice... They found an answer in Valentine, a bishop who had been martyred some two hundred years earlier..."
one of several valentines to be sainted for his loyalty to the church and beliefs, this particular valentine was martyred for his resolve against an edict made by Roman Emperor Claudius-II banning marriage among the young men of rome. valentine considered it vain egotistical political maneuvering and married lovers in secret during these times, bestowing upon them the "sacrament of matrimony".
when claudius recieved news of this, he had valentine arrested. impressed with his dignity, conviction, and serenity; claudius attempted to convert him to follow the roman gods, and thus saving him from execution. instead, valentine in turn attempted to convert him to christianity. this did not go over so well. he was sentenced to death, and put away.
while awaiting his end, he fell in love with the jailors (asterius) blind daughter. apparently, he healed her of blindness (miracles being one of the requirements to be sainted). afterwards he wrote her a goodbye love-letter, thought and said to be the first valentine, before being put to death.
as with most martyrs and rome, the story was later sublimated into popular roman culture as christianity rose- replacing Lupercalia on the very same day, trading the marriage lotto to more of a single serv-pot-luck.
Song of the Day:
Paper Bag, by Miss Apple:
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void,' he said
'It's all in your head,' and I said, 'So's everything'
But he didn't get it I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
the athens month of Gamelion (what would be between our current calandars mid-january to mid-february) held the celebration of Lupercalia. Mestrius Plutarchus, a greek historian (rome, 4th century b.c.) has written this of the holiday in one of his Parallel Lives works (re: julius cesear):
"...There was added to these causes of offense his insult to the tribunes. It was, namely, the festival of the Lupercalia, of which many write that it was anciently celebrated by shepherds, and has also some connection with the Arcadian Lycaea. At this time many of the noble youths and of the magistrates run up and down through the city naked, for sport and laughter striking those they meet with shaggy thongs. And many women of rank also purposely get in their way, and like children at school present their hands to be struck, believing that the pregnant will thus be helped to an it is delivery, and the barren to pregnancy..."
the Christian account of said holiday seems rather different, however. instead of a rite of fertility, it was more of a marriage lotto:
"...The names of the teenage women were placed in a box and drawn at random by adolescent men; thus, a man was assigned a woman companion for the duration of the year, after which another lottery was staged. After eight hundred years of this cruel practice, the early church fathers sought to end this practice... They found an answer in Valentine, a bishop who had been martyred some two hundred years earlier..."
one of several valentines to be sainted for his loyalty to the church and beliefs, this particular valentine was martyred for his resolve against an edict made by Roman Emperor Claudius-II banning marriage among the young men of rome. valentine considered it vain egotistical political maneuvering and married lovers in secret during these times, bestowing upon them the "sacrament of matrimony".
when claudius recieved news of this, he had valentine arrested. impressed with his dignity, conviction, and serenity; claudius attempted to convert him to follow the roman gods, and thus saving him from execution. instead, valentine in turn attempted to convert him to christianity. this did not go over so well. he was sentenced to death, and put away.
while awaiting his end, he fell in love with the jailors (asterius) blind daughter. apparently, he healed her of blindness (miracles being one of the requirements to be sainted). afterwards he wrote her a goodbye love-letter, thought and said to be the first valentine, before being put to death.
as with most martyrs and rome, the story was later sublimated into popular roman culture as christianity rose- replacing Lupercalia on the very same day, trading the marriage lotto to more of a single serv-pot-luck.
Song of the Day:
Paper Bag, by Miss Apple:
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void,' he said
'It's all in your head,' and I said, 'So's everything'
But he didn't get it I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
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02/04/07 03:14 - 6ºF - ID#38008
a.v. day 4. Mr. Andreas Capellanus
i don't have a lot of time today, but i feel bad for slacking last night...
i found Andreas Capellanuses explanation of love humorous, so i will post that today, for your amusement. Ill get back to the lengthy diatribes tomorrow when i have more free time to myself. i figure this little quote would be found true among most of us who are single, at this point. maybe even to those who are in relationships but can still manage to remember:
Chapter 1. What Love Is
Love is a certain inborn suffering derived from the sight of and excessive meditation upon the beauty of the opposite sex, which causes each one to wish above all things the embraces of the other and by common desire to carry out all of love's precepts in the others embrace.
That love is suffering is easy to see, for before the love becomes equally balanced on both sides there is no torment greater, since the lover is always in fear that his love may not gain its desire and that he is wasting his efforts. he fears, too, that rumors of it may get abroad, and he fears everything that might harm it in any way, for before things are perfected a slight disturbance often spoils them. if he is a poor man, he also fears that the woman may scorn his poverty; if he is ugly, he fears that she may despise his lack of beauty or may give her love to a more handsome man; if he is rich, he fears that his parsimony in the past may stand in his way. to tell the truth, no one can number the fears of one single lover [an observation made by Ovid]. this kind of love, then, is a suffering which is felt by only one of the persons and may be called "single love". But even after both are in love the fears that arise are just as great, for each of the lovers fears that what he has acquired with so much effort may be lost through the effort of someone else, which is certainly much worse for a man than if, having no hope, he sees that his efforts are accomplishing nothing, for it is worse to lose the things you are seeking than to be deprived of a gian you merely hope for. the lover fears, too, that he may offend his loved one in some way; indeed he fears so many things that it would be difficult to tell them...
no song, for today. not enough time. i promise ill have a good one, tomorrow.
REVISION
i have found a song that fits the theme today
i miss the girl, by soul coughing:
Daughter to the pop veneer
Shining like a new mint
quarter
Shining like the Franklin Mint
Seedy like the
lampshade quarter
Rolling with the dopes you
know
Rolling with the wrong gun on you
Going down to
Baltimore
Going in an off-white Honda
Oh I miss the
girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to
the water
Speeding to the rupture line
Rat-a-tatting
boombox moocher
Darling with the boop
shuh-nai
Rat-a-tatting lose your future
I dream
that she aims to be the bllom upon my misery
She rocks
the mop style, she needs the rest
And I know it's
not the same thing
i found Andreas Capellanuses explanation of love humorous, so i will post that today, for your amusement. Ill get back to the lengthy diatribes tomorrow when i have more free time to myself. i figure this little quote would be found true among most of us who are single, at this point. maybe even to those who are in relationships but can still manage to remember:
Chapter 1. What Love Is
Love is a certain inborn suffering derived from the sight of and excessive meditation upon the beauty of the opposite sex, which causes each one to wish above all things the embraces of the other and by common desire to carry out all of love's precepts in the others embrace.
That love is suffering is easy to see, for before the love becomes equally balanced on both sides there is no torment greater, since the lover is always in fear that his love may not gain its desire and that he is wasting his efforts. he fears, too, that rumors of it may get abroad, and he fears everything that might harm it in any way, for before things are perfected a slight disturbance often spoils them. if he is a poor man, he also fears that the woman may scorn his poverty; if he is ugly, he fears that she may despise his lack of beauty or may give her love to a more handsome man; if he is rich, he fears that his parsimony in the past may stand in his way. to tell the truth, no one can number the fears of one single lover [an observation made by Ovid]. this kind of love, then, is a suffering which is felt by only one of the persons and may be called "single love". But even after both are in love the fears that arise are just as great, for each of the lovers fears that what he has acquired with so much effort may be lost through the effort of someone else, which is certainly much worse for a man than if, having no hope, he sees that his efforts are accomplishing nothing, for it is worse to lose the things you are seeking than to be deprived of a gian you merely hope for. the lover fears, too, that he may offend his loved one in some way; indeed he fears so many things that it would be difficult to tell them...
no song, for today. not enough time. i promise ill have a good one, tomorrow.
REVISION
i have found a song that fits the theme today
i miss the girl, by soul coughing:
Daughter to the pop veneer
Shining like a new mint
quarter
Shining like the Franklin Mint
Seedy like the
lampshade quarter
Rolling with the dopes you
know
Rolling with the wrong gun on you
Going down to
Baltimore
Going in an off-white Honda
Oh I miss the
girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to
the water
Speeding to the rupture line
Rat-a-tatting
boombox moocher
Darling with the boop
shuh-nai
Rat-a-tatting lose your future
I dream
that she aims to be the bllom upon my misery
She rocks
the mop style, she needs the rest
And I know it's
not the same thing
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02/03/07 11:53 - ID#38004 
Nikon Camera Wireless Post
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02/03/07 07:22 - 17ºF - ID#37992
a.v. day 3. no time for love, dr. jones.
having a busy day, looking to be a busy night, so here is the song of the day:
lets pretend were bunny rabbits, another magnetic fields song:
If you knew how I long
For you now that you're gone
You'd grow wings and fly
Home to me
Home tonight
And in the morning sun
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Let's do it all day long
Let abbots, Babbitts and Cabots
Say Mother Nature's wrong
And when we've had a couple'a'beers
We'll put on bunny suits
I long to nibble your ears
And do as bunnies do
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Let's do it all day long
Rapidly becoming rabid
Singing little rabbit songs
I can keep it up all night
I can keep it up all day
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Until we pass away
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Until we pass away
lets pretend were bunny rabbits, another magnetic fields song:
If you knew how I long
For you now that you're gone
You'd grow wings and fly
Home to me
Home tonight
And in the morning sun
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Let's do it all day long
Let abbots, Babbitts and Cabots
Say Mother Nature's wrong
And when we've had a couple'a'beers
We'll put on bunny suits
I long to nibble your ears
And do as bunnies do
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Let's do it all day long
Rapidly becoming rabid
Singing little rabbit songs
I can keep it up all night
I can keep it up all day
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Until we pass away
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Until we pass away
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The card you're looking at has plenty of great features, but I think you really want to look at a card with a 256-bit memory interface.
Here is an upgraded version of the ATI:
:::link:::
The HIS card has many similar specs, which proves it ain't a bad deal. However you have to think about the Crossfire capability, and whether you're even going to use it. You'll have to buy at least one more card to make it work. The Sapphire is not Crossfire ready, but it is also smaller and does not take up two slots.
If you can scrape the extra $50 for the Sapphire, or something like it, I would probably recommend that unless you plan on using Crossfire (find out if you even can).
What I think you want to look for at around $200 bucks:
- 512 MB RAM
- 256 bit Memory Interface (key!)
- GDDR3 Memory
Some of the other specs are deceiving, especially when you are comparing ATI and nVidia. Obviously they are based on different tech. I think as long as you look for the above three things you'll be fine.
Just for fun, at a "premium" in this category is the nVidia GeForce 7950GT:
:::link:::
What are you paying for? Slightly faster memory, but DOUBLE the pixel pipelines.
Hopefully I've given you some decent information. Good luck!