Your fancy schmancy dream machine

Barnyard BOb -- wrote:

Smart ass punk, Ernest Christley...

If 50 years of flight, all my ratings and many thousands of
hours make me a snot nosed ****er, where do you think
that places you in the food chain?


I was waiting for you to reply with that, Bob. Such a predictable fish.

Straight out of college, I started with a Fortune 100 that will rename
nameless, except to say that they built business machnines
internationally. All smart, green and full of vigor. Got put on the
leading feature for the next release.

Not to get to technical with something other than aviation, but this
product depended upon a hash table as a central data repository. A hash
table is a data structure that is designed to make storing and finding
sparse data fast and efficient. You take the data you want to store,
'hash' it to get a value, and use that value as an index into a table
where the data will go. The central element here is speed. The system
was limited by the speed of the hash table, and the speed of the hash
table is limited in many ways by the efficiency of the hashing algorithm.

My team started to base our hash table off of one used in the product
the we were extending. I took a close look at the hashing algorithm
used, and it was based on an even earlier product. But the earlier
product was a totally different beast that had only a cursory simularity
to what we were working on. Did I mention that hashing algorithms
should be application specific? For our application, the proposed
solution was dog slow.

Fortunately, the previous 'engineer' was still around. So, I went to
ask why she had used that particular solution. She got huffy and
practically screamed that 'it had worked before!!'

OK. But this was a different situation. I set up test cases for a
head-to-head comparison, and demonstrated a 30% speed increase on live
code. But still all she had to say was, "It can't be changed, because it
worked before." The team unanimously chose to implement my algorithm
over the one chosen by a engineer with 30yrs of service. Why? Because
I applied my brain to the actual situation, improved the product, and
was able to test and document substantial improvements.

All that to say, 50 years of sniffing pesticides while just barely
managing to not get decapitated by a powerline doesn't necessarily mean
that you have all the answers. In fact, it doesn't mean that you
necessarily have ANY answers. From what you post here, I'd have to
assume that it means little more than that you're a trained monkey who
knows little more than how to handle his own stick.

What do you add to the conversation? How have you advanced the state of
aviation? Have you ever tried an experiment to improve an airplane's
performance? Did you document what you did and what your results were?
If you did experiment, how do you justify departing from the safe
status quo, and more importantly how did you avoid becoming a statistic?
If not why are you such a blow hard dragging down our discussions with
your chicken little, "You're gonna die" dead weight?

As for food chain...

Where the hell do you think you are? There is no food chain. There's
just you and me, and we just disagree.

--
----Because I can----
http://www.ernest.isa-geek.org/
------------------------

Ernest Christley wrote:

Barnyard BOb -- wrote:

Smart ass punk, Ernest Christley...

If 50 years of flight, all my ratings and many thousands of
hours make me a snot nosed ****er, where do you think
that places you in the food chain?


I was waiting for you to reply with that, Bob. Such a predictable fish.

Thank you for the compliment, foolish one.
Being a predictable 'fish' is what I have strived for all my life.
Anything less would fit your adolescent 'suit'.

Where the hell do you think you are?

I'm here in RAH with 50 years of aviation experience
and knowledge... attempting to keep you from killing yourself.

There is no food chain. There's
just you and me, and we just disagree.

No ****, Sherlock.
Shows that you're at greater risk than first thought.
What kind of flowers do you like?


Barnyard BOb --

Ernest Christley wrote:

Smart ass punk, Ernest Christley...

If 50 years of flight, all my ratings and many thousands of
hours make me a snot nosed ****er, where do you think
that places you in the food chain?


I was waiting for you to reply with that, Bob. Such a predictable fish.

Straight out of college, I started with a Fortune 100 that will rename
nameless, except to say that they built business machnines
internationally. All smart, green and full of vigor. Got put on the
leading feature for the next release.

Straight out of college with a Fortune 50 company, my son from
one of the nation's most prestigious engineering colleges was
an accident going somewhere to happen with his PPL. All it
took was a moonless hazy night over the Everglades and he was
well on his way to playing lawn dart, like Value Jet, in that swamp.
As good fortune would have it, I was along for the ride. I made
a difference. He would have been as dead as JFK, Jr and his
passengers - without a doubt. His membership in MENSA was
not about to save his youthful, cocky, brilliant, inexperienced ass.

What that young man came away with in that one experience
was respect. Something you have yet to learn. Gone is his
contempt and cockiness. He now has his Commercial,
Instrument, multi-engine, CFI rating, TWO Masters degrees
and several patents with his Fortune 50 company....yet when
it comes to GA flying , guess who he still consults?

Your contempt is your worst enemy and it can kill you as surely
as any brilliant surgeon that has gotten in over his head playing
God in his Bonanza.

Not to get to technical with something other than aviation, but this
product depended upon a hash table as a central data repository.

Who gives a rat's ass? All it appears to be worth here, is generating
deadly contempt between your very green ears that will at some
point get you snuffed! Wake up and get a clue!!!!

A hash
table is a data structure that is designed to make storing and finding
sparse data fast and efficient. You take the data you want to store,
'hash' it to get a value, and use that value as an index into a table
where the data will go. The central element here is speed. The system
was limited by the speed of the hash table, and the speed of the hash
table is limited in many ways by the efficiency of the hashing algorithm.

And what does this have to do with surviving as test pilot in a one of
a kind computer designed potential coffin?

My team started to base our hash table off of one used in the product
the we were extending. I took a close look at the hashing algorithm
used, and it was based on an even earlier product. But the earlier
product was a totally different beast that had only a cursory simularity
to what we were working on. Did I mention that hashing algorithms
should be application specific? For our application, the proposed
solution was dog slow.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Christ, not only are you are as lame as they come in RAH...
nobody is more full of themselves than you.

All that to say, 50 years of sniffing pesticides while just barely
managing to not get decapitated by a powerline doesn't necessarily mean
that you have all the answers. In fact, it doesn't mean that you
necessarily have ANY answers. From what you post here, I'd have to
assume that it means little more than that you're a trained monkey who
knows little more than how to handle his own stick.

Talk about a 'predictable fish'. g
You are the mutha of al trophies...
and a spoiled brat, regardless of your chronological age.

FWIW...
I'm not here to post a resume. I will just say that my training
extends far beyond crop dusting. However, your resume has
made a buffoon of u and very much a 'fish' out of water,
if you want to relate it to airplane training and experience.

What do you add to the conversation? How have you advanced the state of
aviation? Have you ever tried an experiment to improve an airplane's
performance? Did you document what you did and what your results were?
If you did experiment, how do you justify departing from the safe
status quo, and more importantly how did you avoid becoming a statistic?
If not why are you such a blow hard dragging down our discussions with
your chicken little, "You're gonna die" dead weight?

LIke I initially stated -- You're a smart ass
and an accident going somewhere to happen.
Unless you get very lucky like my son did....
you're a dead man walking.
Mark my word.

The last word.is yours.
I don't suffer mouthy fools like you for long.


Barnyard BOb - 50 years of flight

Woof, Woof, was all the olddog could mutter. It seems he was comfortable on
the the porch even if the letters on the mat were well worn. But, he felt
safe there watching as all the big dogs growled and snapped at each other in
playful glee on the busy street.

He knew his place,

Woof, Woof

OldCop



"Barnyard BOb --" wrote in message
...

Ernest Christley wrote:

Smart ass punk, Ernest Christley...

If 50 years of flight, all my ratings and many thousands of
hours make me a snot nosed ****er, where do you think
that places you in the food chain?


I was waiting for you to reply with that, Bob. Such a predictable fish.

Straight out of college, I started with a Fortune 100 that will rename
nameless, except to say that they built business machnines
internationally. All smart, green and full of vigor. Got put on the
leading feature for the next release.

Straight out of college with a Fortune 50 company, my son from
one of the nation's most prestigious engineering colleges was
an accident going somewhere to happen with his PPL. All it
took was a moonless hazy night over the Everglades and he was
well on his way to playing lawn dart, like Value Jet, in that swamp.
As good fortune would have it, I was along for the ride. I made
a difference. He would have been as dead as JFK, Jr and his
passengers - without a doubt. His membership in MENSA was
not about to save his youthful, cocky, brilliant, inexperienced ass.

What that young man came away with in that one experience
was respect. Something you have yet to learn. Gone is his
contempt and cockiness. He now has his Commercial,
Instrument, multi-engine, CFI rating, TWO Masters degrees
and several patents with his Fortune 50 company....yet when
it comes to GA flying , guess who he still consults?

Your contempt is your worst enemy and it can kill you as surely
as any brilliant surgeon that has gotten in over his head playing
God in his Bonanza.

Not to get to technical with something other than aviation, but this
product depended upon a hash table as a central data repository.

Who gives a rat's ass? All it appears to be worth here, is generating
deadly contempt between your very green ears that will at some
point get you snuffed! Wake up and get a clue!!!!

A hash
table is a data structure that is designed to make storing and finding
sparse data fast and efficient. You take the data you want to store,
'hash' it to get a value, and use that value as an index into a table
where the data will go. The central element here is speed. The system
was limited by the speed of the hash table, and the speed of the hash
table is limited in many ways by the efficiency of the hashing algorithm.

And what does this have to do with surviving as test pilot in a one of
a kind computer designed potential coffin?

My team started to base our hash table off of one used in the product
the we were extending. I took a close look at the hashing algorithm
used, and it was based on an even earlier product. But the earlier
product was a totally different beast that had only a cursory simularity
to what we were working on. Did I mention that hashing algorithms
should be application specific? For our application, the proposed
solution was dog slow.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Christ, not only are you are as lame as they come in RAH...
nobody is more full of themselves than you.

All that to say, 50 years of sniffing pesticides while just barely
managing to not get decapitated by a powerline doesn't necessarily mean
that you have all the answers. In fact, it doesn't mean that you
necessarily have ANY answers. From what you post here, I'd have to
assume that it means little more than that you're a trained monkey who
knows little more than how to handle his own stick.

Talk about a 'predictable fish'. g
You are the mutha of al trophies...
and a spoiled brat, regardless of your chronological age.

FWIW...
I'm not here to post a resume. I will just say that my training
extends far beyond crop dusting. However, your resume has
made a buffoon of u and very much a 'fish' out of water,
if you want to relate it to airplane training and experience.

What do you add to the conversation? How have you advanced the state of
aviation? Have you ever tried an experiment to improve an airplane's
performance? Did you document what you did and what your results were?
If you did experiment, how do you justify departing from the safe
status quo, and more importantly how did you avoid becoming a statistic?
If not why are you such a blow hard dragging down our discussions with
your chicken little, "You're gonna die" dead weight?

LIke I initially stated -- You're a smart ass
and an accident going somewhere to happen.
Unless you get very lucky like my son did....
you're a dead man walking.
Mark my word.

The last word.is yours.
I don't suffer mouthy fools like you for long.


Barnyard BOb - 50 years of flight

"OldCop" wrote

Woof, Woof, was all the olddog could mutter. It seems he was comfortable on
the the porch even if the letters on the mat were well worn. But, he felt
safe there watching as all the big dogs growled and snapped at each other in
playful glee on the busy street.

He knew his place,

Woof, Woof

OldCop


Pac sez:

Major, you would have made a great cargo dog. :-) Good luck on you project.

pacplyer

Thanks Pac, I almost choose that direction. I used to go along on some
frieght trips years ago, hauling kidneys for transplants and checks to ATL
in a 310. I was along for the ride and experience. The guy I used to be
facinated with flew either a Beech 18 or Loadstar into SDF with his black
lab as his copilot. I think he had pt6's on it if my memory serves me
correct. I thought that was kind of cool. Oh well, my life has turned out
pretty well sticking with the cop shop but I am really tired of it after 29
years.
My son just graduated from Purdue and is instructing at JVY so I might get
off my rusty dusty and do it yet, become a freight dog. I enjoy your post,
keep your sense of humor,

Dirtyside Down

OldCop
"pac plyer" wrote in message
om...
"OldCop" wrote

Woof, Woof, was all the olddog could mutter. It seems he was comfortable
on
the the porch even if the letters on the mat were well worn. But, he
felt
safe there watching as all the big dogs growled and snapped at each
other in
playful glee on the busy street.

He knew his place,

Woof, Woof

OldCop


Pac sez:

Major, you would have made a great cargo dog. :-) Good luck on you
project.

pacplyer