Dear Reader,
Maybe you are wondering why did I stop writing?
Well, there were not many actual reasons. But if I had to choose one... hmm, why not write instead about the reason I'm blogging again?
Yesterday I decided to take a rather long walk. On my way, I found a butterfly nursery. It's like a huge crystal house but airtight; humidity and temperature are slightly above normal to emulate a tropical environment complete with waterfall.
The nursery is home to at least 12 different species of exotic butterflies. One has to wonder the reason why they evolved in so many different colours even though, like many insects, their eyes only perceive ultraviolet light.
One steps into the nursery and carefully walk around the premises immersed in soothing music. The inhabitants seem totally unaware of the chaos and noise reigning outside as they merrily flip their wings, chase each other and dodge leaves and visitors with unequalled grace. They are too fast, so sooner or later one realises the futility of trying to take a picture with a cameraphone and opt instead to just watch them and smile.
Suddenly, I noticed a butterfly that was grabbing itself to a flower, but made no attempt to eat. I came in closer to have a better look at it when one of the guides saw me and said: "She's waiting for her wings to dry... you see, she just emerged from the cocoon this morning. As soon as that is done, she'll fly for the first time and will join her older friends".
Lo and behold, the not-so little one flipped its wings a couple times as if she were trying to assess their strenght, flashing a beautiful dark blue gradient on the upper surface which makes for a rather dramatic contrast compared to the apparently dull lower surface (the one you see with the wings folded). Without wanting to wait anymore, she flew for the first time and quickly joined the chasing game of her older brothers and sisters.
That day was the first one in the adult life of that butterfly. The thought affected me more than I can relate in words, but I'll say this: Welcome to the world, papalotl. May you fly effortlessly and share your beauty with us for many days.
And thank you for making me feel alive.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Should I be surprised?
Given recent events in my life... not that much, really.
Your Score: Dr. Gregory House
50% Eccentricity, 60% Confidence, 30% Kindness
Congratulations, you're the man himself, Dr. Gregory House! You're quite strange, and usually do your own thing regardless of what anyone else thinks. This is partially because a person with an ego as large as yours could not care less what anyone else thinks or feels about anything. Unless, of course, they're your patient and they're dying--but only if they're dying of something interesting! You're a definite asshole to most other people, but at least you know how to be one in style, with an awesome wit, comfortable sneakers, and a never ending variety of facial expressions.
| Link: The House, MD Personality Test written by freedomdegrees on OkCupid, home of the The Dating Persona Test |
Monday, February 18, 2008
27 dresses
It's hardly a secret I'm a big fan of romantic comedies.
"27 dresses", although a bit formulaic, was a very good movie on its own. But I want to comment on it because of the way it handles three very interesting messages. If you haven't seen it, please be forewarned there are spoilers ahead.
* It's alright to help others, as long as you don't neglect yourself.
The main character casually found she had a talent to help brides in the biggest day of their lives. But she didn't make it into her career. Instead, it became an obsession about having a future with the idealised image of her boss. She thought she was in love with him but never told nor hinted him about it.
Inrequited love is tempting and romantic, but in the end it always ends up as a recipe for disaster and misery. Sometimes it's very hard not to fall for it, but please! please remember never to let it thrive so much, it will feed on your own lifeforce.
* Don't spend too much time in idealisation. While reality can be more difficult to deal with, it is also much more rewarding.
What we call "Reality" is just a mental construct built of many different subjectivities to help us (hopefully) understand what is going on around us.
In this context, asking someone not to idealise things or persons sounds like an oxymoron but my intent is to make a difference between the act of collecting subjectivities to create a model and to consciously or subconsciously filtering them to collate something without any apparent flaws.
The main character spent her time wallowing and daydreaming about her object of affection without taking the chance to see how things would actually work. And this takes us to...
* Risks are always part of the game. It's alright though, you either take them or else wonder "what if..." forever.
The main character was in love with her boss, but never had the gut to make him aware of the fact. Sounds familiar?
We all hate it when we decide to take a risk and everything turns belly-side up; sooner or later in life, we've all had this feeling and it sucks bigtime.
However, we also forget the fact that by taking risk, we are also making a choice: See what's up for real once and for all.
And that's what she eventually did. She took a risk and told everything to the boss, who became surprised and even tried to reciprocate by kissing her... only it didn't work. The real version of the boss came out as flat compared to his idealised version, which honestly is always the expected outcome.
Only after the fantasy was over, the main character was capable of reassessing her situation and realise there was a new possibility around that ought to be explored further.
- Conclusions
Well, it's in human nature to idealise. Just don't do it at the expense of avoiding risk. Same with natural talents: if you're not making a living out of them, don't let them become an obsession.
Now, if only I listened to my own advice...
"27 dresses", although a bit formulaic, was a very good movie on its own. But I want to comment on it because of the way it handles three very interesting messages. If you haven't seen it, please be forewarned there are spoilers ahead.
* It's alright to help others, as long as you don't neglect yourself.
The main character casually found she had a talent to help brides in the biggest day of their lives. But she didn't make it into her career. Instead, it became an obsession about having a future with the idealised image of her boss. She thought she was in love with him but never told nor hinted him about it.
Inrequited love is tempting and romantic, but in the end it always ends up as a recipe for disaster and misery. Sometimes it's very hard not to fall for it, but please! please remember never to let it thrive so much, it will feed on your own lifeforce.
* Don't spend too much time in idealisation. While reality can be more difficult to deal with, it is also much more rewarding.
What we call "Reality" is just a mental construct built of many different subjectivities to help us (hopefully) understand what is going on around us.
In this context, asking someone not to idealise things or persons sounds like an oxymoron but my intent is to make a difference between the act of collecting subjectivities to create a model and to consciously or subconsciously filtering them to collate something without any apparent flaws.
The main character spent her time wallowing and daydreaming about her object of affection without taking the chance to see how things would actually work. And this takes us to...
* Risks are always part of the game. It's alright though, you either take them or else wonder "what if..." forever.
The main character was in love with her boss, but never had the gut to make him aware of the fact. Sounds familiar?
We all hate it when we decide to take a risk and everything turns belly-side up; sooner or later in life, we've all had this feeling and it sucks bigtime.
However, we also forget the fact that by taking risk, we are also making a choice: See what's up for real once and for all.
And that's what she eventually did. She took a risk and told everything to the boss, who became surprised and even tried to reciprocate by kissing her... only it didn't work. The real version of the boss came out as flat compared to his idealised version, which honestly is always the expected outcome.
Only after the fantasy was over, the main character was capable of reassessing her situation and realise there was a new possibility around that ought to be explored further.
- Conclusions
Well, it's in human nature to idealise. Just don't do it at the expense of avoiding risk. Same with natural talents: if you're not making a living out of them, don't let them become an obsession.
Now, if only I listened to my own advice...
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Why do Mobulas jump?
I'm back with mixed feelings from my trip to Los Cabos, Baja California, Mexico.
For sure, there are things I wish they never happened... but as I said yesterday over the phone to someone I still deeply care for, time may eventually transform all sad memories into good ones. Changing the past is impossible, but there might still be some chance for learning.
While I wait and see if this is true, I intend this post to be only about one of many good memories from my first day there.
* Scenario: The Baja California Peninsula
I won't burden you with the details, which you can check here. For now, I'm concentrating on the southernmost part of the peninsula.
Imagine a sandy desert chaparral complete with vultures, eagles, foxes, bats and hares; mountain chains are common but spaced and the weather is surprisingly mild (at least during the ongoing season). This desert is surrounded by the Sea of Cortes and the Pacific Sea to the east, west and south; intringuingly, it´s not as humid as other places I have visited further up north.
Most beaches are covered with little pebbles more than sand; combine that with strong winds and it is easy to figure out sea waves are not for the inexperienced.
In spite of all this, I am left with a sense of awe.
* Scenario: Almost any beach
Go to a beach on any morning or late afternoon, sit down and wait for a few minutes. You'll see Mobulas jumping out of the sea and back into it, flipping their wings and sometimes even making somersaults as they try to reach for the sky. Sometimes it's just one, at others there are three or more jumping in succesion. Locals call them by the uninspiring names of "Cubanas" or "Tortillas".
First question in mind: Why do they do this?
The short answer: Nobody knows.
Maybe they are getting themselves rid of parasites... or perhaps they are just happy to be alive (compared to other fish, they have very large and complex brains).
Without professional equipment and a good deal of luck, it's quite difficult to capture their exploits on camera. So I'll direct you instead to this site which contains both excellent images and story.
More posts to follow as soon as I can keep recalling memories without sorrow.
Check this out:
For sure, there are things I wish they never happened... but as I said yesterday over the phone to someone I still deeply care for, time may eventually transform all sad memories into good ones. Changing the past is impossible, but there might still be some chance for learning.
While I wait and see if this is true, I intend this post to be only about one of many good memories from my first day there.
* Scenario: The Baja California Peninsula
I won't burden you with the details, which you can check here. For now, I'm concentrating on the southernmost part of the peninsula.
Imagine a sandy desert chaparral complete with vultures, eagles, foxes, bats and hares; mountain chains are common but spaced and the weather is surprisingly mild (at least during the ongoing season). This desert is surrounded by the Sea of Cortes and the Pacific Sea to the east, west and south; intringuingly, it´s not as humid as other places I have visited further up north.
Most beaches are covered with little pebbles more than sand; combine that with strong winds and it is easy to figure out sea waves are not for the inexperienced.
In spite of all this, I am left with a sense of awe.
* Scenario: Almost any beach
Go to a beach on any morning or late afternoon, sit down and wait for a few minutes. You'll see Mobulas jumping out of the sea and back into it, flipping their wings and sometimes even making somersaults as they try to reach for the sky. Sometimes it's just one, at others there are three or more jumping in succesion. Locals call them by the uninspiring names of "Cubanas" or "Tortillas".
First question in mind: Why do they do this?
The short answer: Nobody knows.
Maybe they are getting themselves rid of parasites... or perhaps they are just happy to be alive (compared to other fish, they have very large and complex brains).
Without professional equipment and a good deal of luck, it's quite difficult to capture their exploits on camera. So I'll direct you instead to this site which contains both excellent images and story.
More posts to follow as soon as I can keep recalling memories without sorrow.
Check this out:
Friday, January 25, 2008
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Saturday, December 15, 2007
Theora
Before I go to sleep, I must tell the world I have a new 'puter.
More to follow... as soon as I can get some sleep, that is!
More to follow... as soon as I can get some sleep, that is!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Everybody is worth something.
... even when dead :)
Raw materials are no longer easy to come by. Click on the link for a free appraisal today!!!
$4725.00
Raw materials are no longer easy to come by. Click on the link for a free appraisal today!!!
$4725.00
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Concept bike from Yamaha
Don't you wish big companies would put some of their concept vehicles into production?
This lovely mechanical creature is called the "Tesseract". It sports not two, but four wheels for additional stability and two engines: one for conventional fossil fuel while the other is electric. Rumour has it they are coordinated for extra-low ecological impact with improved performance pretty much like hybrid cars.
So I keep pondering two things:
* What do we need Sci Fi for when we've got Japan?
* Will it transform into an Autobot or a Decepticon?
This lovely mechanical creature is called the "Tesseract". It sports not two, but four wheels for additional stability and two engines: one for conventional fossil fuel while the other is electric. Rumour has it they are coordinated for extra-low ecological impact with improved performance pretty much like hybrid cars.
So I keep pondering two things:
* What do we need Sci Fi for when we've got Japan?
* Will it transform into an Autobot or a Decepticon?
Code Injection
Dear Reader:
Never underestimate the power of Code Injection:
This is one of the brightest yet geekiest jokes I've seen in years!
Never underestimate the power of Code Injection:
This is one of the brightest yet geekiest jokes I've seen in years!
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Always, always check your facts...
... or "How not to let your ego ruin your class".
Dear Reader:
Some time ago I took a course on computer security. It's a hot topic and one can only hope to remain up to date with the latest developments.
There were many things I knew, many others I thought I did but nevertheless ended up having a better grasp of, and many many more of which I didn't even think about.
Some instructors were better than others. However, there was one who shall rename nameless for now and whom I thought would end up among the best.
Alas, this was not the case after all; now it's a good time to tell you why.
So there we were, instructor and students, studying the history of operating systems in general and their vulnerabilities. Although the instructor admitted he didn't have a background on computer science (he's a chemistry major from the early 60's), he relies a lot on his personal experience on the good old days.
Now, first hand experience is always pretty valuable... Except when paired with a huge ego. If that unfortunate mix happens, you end up with a class full of anecdotes that makes you think of The Wonder Years.
Anyway, he began to talk about early Unix systems and casually mentioned Xenix. Maybe that word sounds like gibberish to you, dear Reader, and you would be quite correct to assume its current significance is almost nil were it not for a funny fact:
For a while, Xenix was a Unix-like operating system fully supported by Microsoft and geared towards enterprise computing.
Sources:
* My own memory. Doh!
While I am younger than the instructor, due the my early initiation into computer science and folklore encouraged by two wonderful parents, I had access to many then-current product catalogs for software and hardware. One of them is the 1984 edition of the Radio Shack's catalog which I still have in my possession. Turn to the section where the TRS-80 Model 16 business computer is announced and you'll see Xenix as an option:
-- catalog image to be placed here --
* The almighty Wikipedia.
Check this article for further info.
Image source: Wikipedia
I mentioned this unusual fact to the instructor, but he quickly dismissed it as utter and totally false rubbish.
Two different sources for my fact: One of them a still vivid memory from 22 years ago which could be checked rather easily. Obviously, one of us was mistaken. Guess who it was:)
Anyway, as I was deciding on the most concise and clear way to point out this error to the instructor, a second thought began to emerge:
I couldn't win.
If I managed to point out the mistake to the instructor, he would be discredited in front of the whole class and his ego would not take it lightly. A Pyrrhic victory.
If I remained silent, honour would not be satisfied and the instructor would go on thinking he is right.
So what did I do instead? To whom did I really want to show the truth?
I fetched the Wikipedia article on Xenix on my PDA and began to discreetly pass it around the class. They all smiled to me after reading it :)
Something has to be said about an instructor whose ego won't let them accept new perspectives and corrections to his facts. But on that day two things happened. First, he made me completely lose all confidence on his lecture and the course in general. Second, I learned to focus my efforts on those who would be receptive -- maybe lose a battle, but always looking towards victory in war.
Life went on and grades were awarded; the kind that cannot be altered because of a trivia dispute.
So now the time has come:
Dear Dr. Guillermo Mallén, regardless of how bright you are, please check your facts first and read the bloody label on the 5.25" diskette.
Dear Reader:
Some time ago I took a course on computer security. It's a hot topic and one can only hope to remain up to date with the latest developments.
There were many things I knew, many others I thought I did but nevertheless ended up having a better grasp of, and many many more of which I didn't even think about.
Some instructors were better than others. However, there was one who shall rename nameless for now and whom I thought would end up among the best.
Alas, this was not the case after all; now it's a good time to tell you why.
So there we were, instructor and students, studying the history of operating systems in general and their vulnerabilities. Although the instructor admitted he didn't have a background on computer science (he's a chemistry major from the early 60's), he relies a lot on his personal experience on the good old days.
Now, first hand experience is always pretty valuable... Except when paired with a huge ego. If that unfortunate mix happens, you end up with a class full of anecdotes that makes you think of The Wonder Years.
Anyway, he began to talk about early Unix systems and casually mentioned Xenix. Maybe that word sounds like gibberish to you, dear Reader, and you would be quite correct to assume its current significance is almost nil were it not for a funny fact:
For a while, Xenix was a Unix-like operating system fully supported by Microsoft and geared towards enterprise computing.
Sources:
* My own memory. Doh!
While I am younger than the instructor, due the my early initiation into computer science and folklore encouraged by two wonderful parents, I had access to many then-current product catalogs for software and hardware. One of them is the 1984 edition of the Radio Shack's catalog which I still have in my possession. Turn to the section where the TRS-80 Model 16 business computer is announced and you'll see Xenix as an option:
-- catalog image to be placed here --
* The almighty Wikipedia.
Check this article for further info.
Image source: Wikipedia
I mentioned this unusual fact to the instructor, but he quickly dismissed it as utter and totally false rubbish.
Two different sources for my fact: One of them a still vivid memory from 22 years ago which could be checked rather easily. Obviously, one of us was mistaken. Guess who it was:)
Anyway, as I was deciding on the most concise and clear way to point out this error to the instructor, a second thought began to emerge:
I couldn't win.
If I managed to point out the mistake to the instructor, he would be discredited in front of the whole class and his ego would not take it lightly. A Pyrrhic victory.
If I remained silent, honour would not be satisfied and the instructor would go on thinking he is right.
So what did I do instead? To whom did I really want to show the truth?
I fetched the Wikipedia article on Xenix on my PDA and began to discreetly pass it around the class. They all smiled to me after reading it :)
Something has to be said about an instructor whose ego won't let them accept new perspectives and corrections to his facts. But on that day two things happened. First, he made me completely lose all confidence on his lecture and the course in general. Second, I learned to focus my efforts on those who would be receptive -- maybe lose a battle, but always looking towards victory in war.
Life went on and grades were awarded; the kind that cannot be altered because of a trivia dispute.
So now the time has come:
Dear Dr. Guillermo Mallén, regardless of how bright you are, please check your facts first and read the bloody label on the 5.25" diskette.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Felines everywhere
Dear Reader:
Have you noticed the recent abundance of feline-related stuff on the web?
In this post, I'll give you 5 examples.
(1) For starters, check out Hallmarks of felinity. This comic is a subset of 9 Chickwood lane by Brooke McEldowney and features Solange, a siamese cat who perfectly encompasses the general feline attitude towards life and humans.
If you share your vital space with cats (and even if you don't, but have some acquaintance who does), I'm sure you'll empathise with more than one of the situations portrayed there.
(2) Next, we pay a visit to LOLCAT, also known as "kitty pidgin".
This is a meme which consists of captioning a picture of a cat (preferably in an unusual pose) with a catchphrase using incorrect but persistently coherent grammar and spelling akin to Internet slang or l33tsp34k:
Image credit: Wikipedia
You can see more examples here and here.
(3) In a weird twist of fate, said catchphrases and grammar have spawned a programming language. For more information about it, please click here.
Who knows... maybe you'll get to see reference books like this one:
Image credit: Marco van Hylckama Vlieg
(4) Still unimpressed? Try the LOLCAT Bible, an ongoing translation effort:
Mai teh blessigs of teh Ceiling Cat b pwn u, lol!
(5) Last, but not least, a short animation featuring the tricks cats resort to when their human staff do not respond quickly enough to their will:
Image credit: Simon Tofield
Fun times =)
Have you noticed the recent abundance of feline-related stuff on the web?
In this post, I'll give you 5 examples.
(1) For starters, check out Hallmarks of felinity. This comic is a subset of 9 Chickwood lane by Brooke McEldowney and features Solange, a siamese cat who perfectly encompasses the general feline attitude towards life and humans.
If you share your vital space with cats (and even if you don't, but have some acquaintance who does), I'm sure you'll empathise with more than one of the situations portrayed there.
(2) Next, we pay a visit to LOLCAT, also known as "kitty pidgin".
This is a meme which consists of captioning a picture of a cat (preferably in an unusual pose) with a catchphrase using incorrect but persistently coherent grammar and spelling akin to Internet slang or l33tsp34k:
Image credit: Wikipedia
You can see more examples here and here.
(3) In a weird twist of fate, said catchphrases and grammar have spawned a programming language. For more information about it, please click here.
Who knows... maybe you'll get to see reference books like this one:
Image credit: Marco van Hylckama Vlieg
(4) Still unimpressed? Try the LOLCAT Bible, an ongoing translation effort:
Mai teh blessigs of teh Ceiling Cat b pwn u, lol!
(5) Last, but not least, a short animation featuring the tricks cats resort to when their human staff do not respond quickly enough to their will:
Image credit: Simon Tofield
Fun times =)
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
What kind of nerd are you?
I personally prefer the term "geek" to "nerd" because the former implies a natural ken or knack to do something many others find uninteresting or exceedingly difficult, while the latter not only is a little derogatory but also implies certain clumsiness.
Anyway, let's see how you do on the Nerd Test, v.2.0:
Anyway, let's see how you do on the Nerd Test, v.2.0:
Monday, September 03, 2007
I'm back...
... and so are the haikus:
Cordless powertool,
Gorgeous eyes fixed on target:
Licensed to drill!
Dedicated to this girl.
Cordless powertool,
Gorgeous eyes fixed on target:
Licensed to drill!
Dedicated to this girl.
Monday, May 28, 2007
I'm out of excuses...
... but not of geek jokes :)
Imagine, if you will, the events occurred during World War II from the perspective of online gamers (or G4m3rsp34k):
> *Hitler[AoE] has joined the game.*
> *Eisenhower has joined the game.*
> *paTTon has joined the game.*
> *Churchill has joined the game.*
> *benny-tow has joined the game.*
> *T0J0 has joined the game.*
> *Roosevelt has joined the game.*
> *Stalin has joined the game.*
> *deGaulle has joined the game.*
> Roosevelt: hey sup
> T0J0: y0
> Stalin: hi
> Churchill: hi
> Hitler[AoE]: cool, i start with panzer tanks!
> paTTon: lol more like panzy tanks
> T0JO: lol
> Roosevelt: o this fockin sucks i got a depression!
> benny-tow: haha america sux
> Stalin: hey hitler you dont fight me
> Stalin: i dont fight u, cool?
> Hitler[AoE]: sure whatever
> Stalin: cool
> deGaulle: #### Hitler rushed some1 help
> Hitler[AoE]: lol byebye frenchy
> Roosevelt: i dont got crap to help, sry
> Churchill: wtf the luftwaffle is attacking me
> Roosevelt: get antiair guns
> Churchill: i cant afford them
> benny-tow: u n00bs know what team talk is?
> paTTon: stfu
> Roosevelt: o yah hit the navajo button guys
> deGaulle: eisenhower ur worthless come help me quick
> Eisenhower: i cant do sh1t til rosevelt
> Eisenhower: gives me an army
> paTTon: yah hurry the fock up
> Churchill: d00d im gettin pounded
> deGaulle: this is fockin weak u guys suck
> *deGaulle has left the game.*
> Roosevelt: im gonna attack the axis k?
> benny-tow: with what? ur wheelchair?
> benny-tow: lol did u mess up ur legs AND ur head?
> Hitler[AoE]: ROFLMAO
> T0J0: lol o no america im comin 4 u
> Roosevelt: wtf! thats bullsh1t u fags
> Roosevelt: im gunna kick ur asses
> T0JO: not without ur harbors u wont! lol
> Roosevelt: u little biotch ill get u
> Hitler[AoE]: wtf
> Hitler[AoE]: america hax, u had depression and now
> Hitler[AoE]: u got a huge fockin army
> Hitler[AoE]: thats bullsh1t u hacker
> Churchill: lol no more france for u hitler
> Hitler[AoE]: tojo help me!
> T0J0: wtf u want me to do, im on the other side
> T0J0: of the world retard
> Hitler[AoE]: fine ill clear you a path
> Stalin: u arsshoel! WE HAD A FoCKIN TRUCE
> Hitler[AoE]: i changed my mind lol
> benny-tow: haha
> benny-tow: hey ur losing ur guys in africa
> benny-tow: im gonna need help in italy soon
> benny-tow: sum1
> T0J0: o sh1t i cant help u i got my hands full
> Hitler[AoE]: im 2 busy 2 help
> Roosevelt: yah thats right biznitch im comin for ya
> Stalin: church help me
> Churchill: like u helped me before?
> Churchill: sure ill just sit here
> Stalin: dont be an arss
> Churchill: dont be a commie. oops too late
> Eisenhower: LOL
> benny-tow: hahahh oh sh1t help
> Hitler: o man ur focked
> paTTon: oh what now biotch
> Roosevelt: whos the cripple now lol
> *benny-tow has been eliminated.*
> benny-tow: lame
> Roosevelt: gj patton
> paTTon: thnx
> Hitler[AoE]: eisenhower hax hes killing all my sh1t
> Hitler[AoE]: quit u hacker so u dont ruin my record
> Eisenhower: Nuts!
> benny~tow: wtf that mean?
> Eisenhower: meant to say nutsack lol finger slipped
> paTTon: coming to get u hitler u paper hanging hun
> paTTon: c0cksocker
> Stalin: rofl
> T0J0: HAHAHHAA
> Hitler[AoE]: u guys are fockin gay
> Hitler[AoE]: ur never getting in my city
> *Hitler[AoE] has been eliminated.*
> benny~tow: OMG u noob you killed yourself
> Eisenhower: ROFLOLOLOL
> Stalin: OMG LMAO!
> Hitler[AoE]: i didnt click there omg this game blows
> *Hitler[AoE] has left the game*
> paTTon: hahahhah
> T0J0: my teammates are n00bs
> benny~tow: shut up noob
> Roosevelt: haha wut a moron
> paTTon: wtf am i gunna do now?
> Eisenhower: yah me too
> T0J0: why dont u attack me o thats right
> T0J0: u dont got no ships lololol
> Eisenhower: fock u
> paTTon: lemme go thru ur base commie
> Stalin: go to hell lol
> paTTon: fock this sh1t im goin afk
> Eisenhower: yah this is gay
> *Roosevelt has left the game.*
> Hitler[AoE]: wtf?
> Eisenhower: sh1t now we need some1 to join
> *tru_m4n has joined the game.*
> tru_m4n: hi all
> T0J0: hey
> Stalin: sup
> Churchill: hi
> tru_m4n: OMG OMG OMG i got all his stuff!
> tru_m4n: NUKES! HOLY SH!T I GOT NUKES
> Stalin: d00d gimmie some plz
> tru_m4n: no way i only got like a couple
> Stalin: omg dont be gay gimmie nuculer secrets
> T0J0: wtf is nukes?
> T0J0: holy sh!t holysh!t hoylshti!!!111
> *T0J0 has been eliminated.*
> *The Allied team has won the game!*
> Eisenhower: awesome!
> Churchill: gg noobs no re
> T0J0: thats bullsh!t u fockin suck
> *T0J0 has left the game.*
> *Eisenhower has left the game.*
> Stalin: next game im not going to be on ur team
> Stalin: u guys didnt help me
> Stalin: for sh!t
> Churchill: wutever, we didnt need ur help
> Churchill: neway dumbarss
> tru_m4n: l8r all
> benny~tow: bye
> Churchill: l8r
> Stalin: fock u all
> tru_m4n: shut up commie lol
> *tru_m4n has left the game.*
> benny~tow: lololol u commie
> Churchill: ROFL
> Churchill: bye commie
> *Churchill has left the game.*
> *benny~tow has left the game.*
> Stalin: i hate u all fags
> *Stalin has left the game.*
> paTTon: lol no1 is left
> paTTon: weeeee i got a jeep
> paTTon: o sh!t!
> *paTTon has been eliminated.*
> *paTTon has left the game.*
Imagine, if you will, the events occurred during World War II from the perspective of online gamers (or G4m3rsp34k):
> *Hitler[AoE] has joined the game.*
> *Eisenhower has joined the game.*
> *paTTon has joined the game.*
> *Churchill has joined the game.*
> *benny-tow has joined the game.*
> *T0J0 has joined the game.*
> *Roosevelt has joined the game.*
> *Stalin has joined the game.*
> *deGaulle has joined the game.*
> Roosevelt: hey sup
> T0J0: y0
> Stalin: hi
> Churchill: hi
> Hitler[AoE]: cool, i start with panzer tanks!
> paTTon: lol more like panzy tanks
> T0JO: lol
> Roosevelt: o this fockin sucks i got a depression!
> benny-tow: haha america sux
> Stalin: hey hitler you dont fight me
> Stalin: i dont fight u, cool?
> Hitler[AoE]: sure whatever
> Stalin: cool
> deGaulle: #### Hitler rushed some1 help
> Hitler[AoE]: lol byebye frenchy
> Roosevelt: i dont got crap to help, sry
> Churchill: wtf the luftwaffle is attacking me
> Roosevelt: get antiair guns
> Churchill: i cant afford them
> benny-tow: u n00bs know what team talk is?
> paTTon: stfu
> Roosevelt: o yah hit the navajo button guys
> deGaulle: eisenhower ur worthless come help me quick
> Eisenhower: i cant do sh1t til rosevelt
> Eisenhower: gives me an army
> paTTon: yah hurry the fock up
> Churchill: d00d im gettin pounded
> deGaulle: this is fockin weak u guys suck
> *deGaulle has left the game.*
> Roosevelt: im gonna attack the axis k?
> benny-tow: with what? ur wheelchair?
> benny-tow: lol did u mess up ur legs AND ur head?
> Hitler[AoE]: ROFLMAO
> T0J0: lol o no america im comin 4 u
> Roosevelt: wtf! thats bullsh1t u fags
> Roosevelt: im gunna kick ur asses
> T0JO: not without ur harbors u wont! lol
> Roosevelt: u little biotch ill get u
> Hitler[AoE]: wtf
> Hitler[AoE]: america hax, u had depression and now
> Hitler[AoE]: u got a huge fockin army
> Hitler[AoE]: thats bullsh1t u hacker
> Churchill: lol no more france for u hitler
> Hitler[AoE]: tojo help me!
> T0J0: wtf u want me to do, im on the other side
> T0J0: of the world retard
> Hitler[AoE]: fine ill clear you a path
> Stalin: u arsshoel! WE HAD A FoCKIN TRUCE
> Hitler[AoE]: i changed my mind lol
> benny-tow: haha
> benny-tow: hey ur losing ur guys in africa
> benny-tow: im gonna need help in italy soon
> benny-tow: sum1
> T0J0: o sh1t i cant help u i got my hands full
> Hitler[AoE]: im 2 busy 2 help
> Roosevelt: yah thats right biznitch im comin for ya
> Stalin: church help me
> Churchill: like u helped me before?
> Churchill: sure ill just sit here
> Stalin: dont be an arss
> Churchill: dont be a commie. oops too late
> Eisenhower: LOL
> benny-tow: hahahh oh sh1t help
> Hitler: o man ur focked
> paTTon: oh what now biotch
> Roosevelt: whos the cripple now lol
> *benny-tow has been eliminated.*
> benny-tow: lame
> Roosevelt: gj patton
> paTTon: thnx
> Hitler[AoE]: eisenhower hax hes killing all my sh1t
> Hitler[AoE]: quit u hacker so u dont ruin my record
> Eisenhower: Nuts!
> benny~tow: wtf that mean?
> Eisenhower: meant to say nutsack lol finger slipped
> paTTon: coming to get u hitler u paper hanging hun
> paTTon: c0cksocker
> Stalin: rofl
> T0J0: HAHAHHAA
> Hitler[AoE]: u guys are fockin gay
> Hitler[AoE]: ur never getting in my city
> *Hitler[AoE] has been eliminated.*
> benny~tow: OMG u noob you killed yourself
> Eisenhower: ROFLOLOLOL
> Stalin: OMG LMAO!
> Hitler[AoE]: i didnt click there omg this game blows
> *Hitler[AoE] has left the game*
> paTTon: hahahhah
> T0J0: my teammates are n00bs
> benny~tow: shut up noob
> Roosevelt: haha wut a moron
> paTTon: wtf am i gunna do now?
> Eisenhower: yah me too
> T0J0: why dont u attack me o thats right
> T0J0: u dont got no ships lololol
> Eisenhower: fock u
> paTTon: lemme go thru ur base commie
> Stalin: go to hell lol
> paTTon: fock this sh1t im goin afk
> Eisenhower: yah this is gay
> *Roosevelt has left the game.*
> Hitler[AoE]: wtf?
> Eisenhower: sh1t now we need some1 to join
> *tru_m4n has joined the game.*
> tru_m4n: hi all
> T0J0: hey
> Stalin: sup
> Churchill: hi
> tru_m4n: OMG OMG OMG i got all his stuff!
> tru_m4n: NUKES! HOLY SH!T I GOT NUKES
> Stalin: d00d gimmie some plz
> tru_m4n: no way i only got like a couple
> Stalin: omg dont be gay gimmie nuculer secrets
> T0J0: wtf is nukes?
> T0J0: holy sh!t holysh!t hoylshti!!!111
> *T0J0 has been eliminated.*
> *The Allied team has won the game!*
> Eisenhower: awesome!
> Churchill: gg noobs no re
> T0J0: thats bullsh!t u fockin suck
> *T0J0 has left the game.*
> *Eisenhower has left the game.*
> Stalin: next game im not going to be on ur team
> Stalin: u guys didnt help me
> Stalin: for sh!t
> Churchill: wutever, we didnt need ur help
> Churchill: neway dumbarss
> tru_m4n: l8r all
> benny~tow: bye
> Churchill: l8r
> Stalin: fock u all
> tru_m4n: shut up commie lol
> *tru_m4n has left the game.*
> benny~tow: lololol u commie
> Churchill: ROFL
> Churchill: bye commie
> *Churchill has left the game.*
> *benny~tow has left the game.*
> Stalin: i hate u all fags
> *Stalin has left the game.*
> paTTon: lol no1 is left
> paTTon: weeeee i got a jeep
> paTTon: o sh!t!
> *paTTon has been eliminated.*
> *paTTon has left the game.*
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
So su mi
Back to the haikus:
Ain't she lovely in blue?
As blue as the sky
was her dress: just like a dream
that goes forever.
Ain't she lovely in blue?
As blue as the sky
was her dress: just like a dream
that goes forever.
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
To boldly merchandise...
Quick post while I think about a good excuse for not blogging anything during the last months or so:
Hex numbers at CafePress.com
Never underestimate the power of m4d s1lkscr33n1ng sk1LLz!!!
Hex numbers at CafePress.com
Never underestimate the power of m4d s1lkscr33n1ng sk1LLz!!!
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Having problems with Opera Mini?
Thanks to a message found by my dear friend Bytelord, I finally made Opera Mini work on my Palm TX. Here's how:
* http://forum.brighthand.com/showthread.php?t=237551
Why it does not work as it should on the first run though, I do not know.
* http://forum.brighthand.com/showthread.php?t=237551
Why it does not work as it should on the first run though, I do not know.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
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?
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.
Time stops and eyes close
visions of purple and joy:
The shine of your smile.
Monday, February 12, 2007
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 I had only one day left to live, I would live it in my statistics class: it would seem so much longer.
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