Being trialed at the moment on Longhorn blogs is a new Google version of selling ads: within the RSS site feed itself. As the moderator’s post indicates, this isn’t something that has been confirmed, something that is in the ever-present ‘Beta’, or something that is even necessarily going to be a product. However, it’s another advertising revenue stream that would be one way to finally take advantage of those RSS subscribers out there.
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I’m thinking my parents would become rather scared for their financial situation if I were to tell them my plans for tomorrow. I’m going to start going to some of the lectures of my friends who are studying medicine. My first one, tomorrow at nine, is the first in a series about digestion in the Gastro-Intestinal Tract. As long as none of their professors notice me hiding out there, observing without being anything related to the department, I’ll be in the clear.
My aunt studied History for her first degree and then went back to University to do a medical degree. I doubt that I’d have that luxury after pratting on with Political Studies. Biology can always remain a side enthusiasm.
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The Hong Kong Broadband Network had today launched a 1000Mbps service today, rated at 166 times the downstream speed of its competitors ADSL telephone based service. The service usese essential all Cisco technology to create a city-wide Ethernet service, as used in offices and corporate sites around the world, but now expanded to encompass the whole city.
Admittadly Hong Kong is a special case with a supremely high density population which is a dream for this sort of networking objective, but it’s certainly a significant feat and something to look up to for the future. After all, here in the UK, 1 or 2Mbs is considered the ‘good’ standard.
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The personals section of the London Review of Books holds a plethora of dirty, steamy, literary content where the geeks of the writing world seduce one-another through witty and meandering prose. It’s a hoot in anybody’s book.
Male readers of the LRB: trawling for sex as your opening gambit doesn’t really work. Talk to me about your favourite author; the painting that means the most to you; what smells remind you of your childhood; the day you first saw your parents differently; your first holiday; your favourite place to read; the last recipe you followed; the most recent newspaper clipping you kept; the name of a lover you most recently remembered; your favourite stretch of water; what you like most about Paris or Rome or London; the last time you fed ducks on a pond. Actually, I’m short on time. Go ahead and trawl. Woman, 39. Publishing. Get on with it. Box no. 08/09
Massive-breasted heiress, 38, seeks witty Nobel-awarded intellectual beef-cake gardener-chef-poet with stonking pecs. Like me, you are dynamic, hilarious, serious, ironic, passionate, practical, affectionate, kind, funny, have most of your own legs, and are startled to find yourself still cruising the aisles of the Lurve Bazaar. Unlike me, you don’t exist. Am I right? If so, will consider any M who can make conversation, sense, a living, friends, four cooked meals, hot love and me laugh. Box no. 07/01
Yes, sir. I can boogie. Man. Academic. 62. Quite possibly gay. Box no. 08/12
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