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"Microsoft Space Simulator". I may still have the original floppies in my basement, but it can probably be found on any abandonware site.
"Orbiter" is cool, but it seems like development on it is pretty slow. I've got books on orbital dynamics on my Amazon wish list if I ever get back into it (and if I feel like I'm smart enough to tackle that math).
Thanks for the hint! I had never heard the term "abandonware" before but you're right, the program is out there on many sites. I hope I'll get around to giving it a try some time, would be cool to be in command of an interplanetary space ship. The math you need might be something I could handle but it would definitely take a real effort, so this is probably a project for the time when I'm retired. After all life isn't life without dreams...
My E6420 laptop will let me run 3 external displays via the docking station and the laptop screen at once.
1) Third external monitor is only 1280x1024, first two are 1680x1050, laptop screen is 1600x900. Inconsistant resolutions/DPIs result in annoying mismatches because windows assumes all have the same DPI and treats the unmatched vertical space between tall and short screens as a cursor stopping wall.
2) Short (badly snarled?) cables mean I can't position my laptop+dock conveniently relative to the external monitors.
3) I still only have 6 megapixels across my 4 screens at work; vs 8 across 3 at home[^].
4) If my laptop had an ivy bridge CPU I'd have a theoretical max of 5 displays (3IGP + 2 quadro) at the cost of having to plug one into the laptop itself after docking; but IT is still buying laptops with last years CPU model inside.
Did you ever see history portrayed as an old man with a wise brow and pulseless heart, waging all things in the balance of reason?
Is not rather the genius of history like an eternal, imploring maiden, full of fire, with a burning heart and flaming soul, humanly warm and humanly beautiful?
Training a telescope on one’s own belly button will only reveal lint. You like that? You go right on staring at it. I prefer looking at galaxies.
-- Sarah Hoyt
While walking down the street one day a Corrupt Senator (that may be redundant) was tragically hit by a car and died.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the Senator.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from the higher ups. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."
"Really?, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course.
In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.
They played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes.
They are all having such a good time that before the Senator realizes it, it is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises.
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him, "Now it's time to visit heaven..."
So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity."
The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell...
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls to the ground.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders.
"I don't understand," stammers the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"
I, like the many Americans I've seen interviewed by the foreign press, don't understand American politics. In my case it's down to lack of context - biased reporting from the press. In the Americans case, I assume that the press just hunt down the clueless ones to make America look bad.
*pre-emptive celebratory nipple tassle jiggle* - Sean Ewington