At bat: Theleft ... fielder.
The title of this post will make absolutely no sense to no one except myself and one other person on the face of the earth. OK, so does anyone out there remember Earl Weaver Baseball? It was a great game for the Commodore Amiga from the late 80s, and it had a great synthesized voice that announced the players, as in
except that, in this case, it invariably pronounced his name as "Joe's Can-sicko" unless you changed the "Phoneme" entry for him.
And while I'm on the subject, does anyone have a link to a good web interface to a voice synthesizer? I'm thinking of a cheesy old-school one like the old "SAM" program for the Commodore 64; I would love to find one.
Other random tidbits:
This post covers the issue of exactly why some cities' lame efforts to attract creative people and young professional are so lame. Sadly, I find my list of desired locations to live as I prepare for the job market rather small and limiting, precisely because I'm afraid of finding no neighborhoods that I can genuinely enjoy living in, and trying to cultivate these synthetic little urban petting zoos designed to trick plastic-frame-wearing hipters into thinking your town is a mecca of creativity and fun just doesn't cut it.
Here we have a story of a man who was banned from his gym for grunting while lifting weights. The horror! Someone actually exerted themselves during a workout! If they ever pulled this at my gym, I would cancel my membership. Immediately.
Finally, I have lived on pumpkin pie as my Thanksgiving dessert of choice, which has left me ignorant of the sweet potato pie. I'd love to try some sweet potato pie, even though I won't be able to take it on a plane, apparently.
At Bat: Jose Canseco.
except that, in this case, it invariably pronounced his name as "Joe's Can-sicko" unless you changed the "Phoneme" entry for him.
And while I'm on the subject, does anyone have a link to a good web interface to a voice synthesizer? I'm thinking of a cheesy old-school one like the old "SAM" program for the Commodore 64; I would love to find one.
Other random tidbits:
This post covers the issue of exactly why some cities' lame efforts to attract creative people and young professional are so lame. Sadly, I find my list of desired locations to live as I prepare for the job market rather small and limiting, precisely because I'm afraid of finding no neighborhoods that I can genuinely enjoy living in, and trying to cultivate these synthetic little urban petting zoos designed to trick plastic-frame-wearing hipters into thinking your town is a mecca of creativity and fun just doesn't cut it.
Here we have a story of a man who was banned from his gym for grunting while lifting weights. The horror! Someone actually exerted themselves during a workout! If they ever pulled this at my gym, I would cancel my membership. Immediately.
Finally, I have lived on pumpkin pie as my Thanksgiving dessert of choice, which has left me ignorant of the sweet potato pie. I'd love to try some sweet potato pie, even though I won't be able to take it on a plane, apparently.
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