Yet another one

Dear reader,

I hope I am not bothering you with this creative surge...
but I cannot help it! Blame (or thank) the devil if you wish ;)

New Haiku, new girl:

Hair of fire, gentle eyes.
Between Passion and Candor
which one would you choose?

Another Haiku

Dedicated to this girl from the Flickr group "Geek girls are sexy":

Time stops and eyes close
visions of purple and joy:
The shine of your smile.

More clips from elsewhere on the net

* Philosophy is a game with objectives and no rules. Mathematics is a game with rules and no objectives.

* If I had only one day left to live, I would live it in my statistics class: it would seem so much longer.

If Klingons were programmers

An oldie but goodie:

12) "Specifications are for the weak and timid!"

11) "This machine is a piece of GAGH! I need dual Core processors if I am to do battle with this code!"

10) "You cannot really appreciate Dilbert unless you've read it in the original Klingon."

9) "Indentation?! - I will show you how to indent when I indent your skull!"

8) "What is this talk of 'release'? Klingons do not make software 'releases'. Our software 'escapes' leaving a bloody trail of designers and quality assurance people in its wake."

7) "Klingon function calls do not have 'parameters' - they have 'arguments' -- and they ALWAYS WIN THEM."

6) "Debugging? Klingons do not debug. Our software does not coddle the weak."

5) "I have challenged the entire quality assurance team to a Bat-Leth contest. They will not concern us again."

4) "A TRUE Klingon Warrior does not comment his code!"

3) "By filing this SPR you have challenged the honor of my family. Prepare to die!"

2) "You question the worthiness of my code? I should kill you where you stand!"

1) "Our users will know fear and cower before our software! Ship it! Ship it and let them flee like the dogs they are!"

Till death do us apart

So I was wondering if this year will be like others and I'll be wearing black on St. Valentine's day as a way to protest for the outrageous consumerism that pervades our time (and my everlasting status as a singleton too), when I ran across this picture:



This couple was buried about 5 to 6 thousand years ago in Mantova, Italy during the neolithic period.

Suddenly, death is no longer the ultimate boundary.

Credit goes to Elena Menotti (Mantova, Italy) and Enrico Pajello (Reuters).

A haiku for an unknown girl

Regarding this picture:

Among snow and ice
together raise gaze and smile:
warmth for soul and heart.

Quasi-lucid dreaming: A field test

I one of those people who prefer to stay up until the wee hours of the morning and wake up only when my internal clock tells me to do so (which hopefully, won't take less than 8 hours after my last glimpse of consciousness).

Then again, this is not acceptable during workdays for I would end up showing up late at the office. Thus, I end up shifting between being half awake and half asleep for about 30 minutes before the voices command me to stop feeling sorry for myself and get up already.

A couple weeks ago, I experienced what could almost be called lucid dreaming.

It was just another morning, I heard the alarm clock ringing so I extended my hand to turn it off. A couple seconds of stretching and finally got up. I looked around and noticed something funny: the TV was on. Aack! Surely I left it on and it's been eating very expensive electricity since last night.

But wait! Something is not right.

Ok, the colours I'm watching have a yellowish tint... that's weird... but now that I think about it, that's not my TV. Furthermore, who on this world had the "idea" to place it sideways???

My kitties looked at me with some curiosity, probably wondering why it took yours truly so long to finally snap.

Then it slowly came to me, almost as a whisper without a voice: You are dreaming, and you are aware of it.

I began laughing, grasping at the thought. Things began to transform around me: The TV turned itself off and morphed into my real TV; the yellowish tint faded away and light around began to darken.

Finally, I heard myself laughing and opened my eyes. It was still dark, but just in time to get up and begin the daily ritual.

Things to remember: When you are dreaming, look for little inconsistences in the scene. Maybe you'll realise it's only a dream and will have the chance to play with it to your heart's whim.