Archive for October, 2004

Michael Moore or bin Laden?

Saturday, October 30th, 2004

Number 1
“Then, what happened was that he was impressed by the monarchies and the military regimes [of the Middle East], and he was jealous of them staying in power for tens of years, embezzling the public money without any accountability. And he moved the tyranny and suppression of freedom to his own country, and they called it the Patriot Act, under the disguise of fighting terrorism. And [George H. W.] Bush, the father, found it good to install his children as governors and leaders.”

Number 2
“[George W.] Bush and his administration were aware of what was going on. And we never knew that the commander-in-chief of the American armed forces would leave 50,000 of his people in the two towers to face those events by themselves when they were in the most urgent need of their leader.

He was more interested in listening to the child’s story about the goat rather than worry about what was happening to the towers.”

Dogs 1, Cats 0

Friday, October 29th, 2004

Dogs are cool.

Let’s see a cat do that.

The More Things Change…

Thursday, October 28th, 2004

Terrific article on USAToday.

Maneater

Wednesday, October 27th, 2004

My freshly sync’ed iPod just queued up Hall & Oates’ “Maneater.”

You know, as a kid, I honestly thought this song was about a lion, tiger or panther that would eat you up. I remember thinking how cool it was because of that.

In my defense, the video didn’t help.

Wedding Photos

Tuesday, October 26th, 2004


I finally got around to uploading photos from Sang & Carrie’s Wedding.

Enjoy.

Puzzle Game

Sunday, October 24th, 2004

Addictive
http://www.theflashgames.com/road_blocks-swf.html

Got to level 15. (Password ‘webcam’ if you want to jump there and tell me how to get past it.)

Words

Saturday, October 23rd, 2004

Damian Conway pointed this out at Tuesday’s LA Perl Mongers, and it was oddly compelling enough that I felt obligated to share:

Unusual Words
http://users.tinyonline.co.uk/gswithenbank/unuwords.htm

Which File Extension Are You?

Thursday, October 21st, 2004


I found out which file extension I am today. Here I had always thought I was just a .gif, or maybe a .pl. Turns out I’m so much more.

You are .*	 You are a wildcard.  You are everything to everybody.  You can't make up your mind as to what you want to be.
Which File Extension are You?

Random Bits

Wednesday, October 20th, 2004


Saw Conway the other night at LA.pm.
The talk was “Sufficiently Advanced Technologies”, a version of which I
had heard at OSCON. Hearing it again wasn’t so bad, as there was some
new content and other pieces I had forgot, but the lead-in bit, a bit
about Harry Potter that goes on for quite some time, was a bit much
the second time around.


My youngest brother flies out to Sunnyvale Thursday for an interview
with the home team on Friday. He has a
standing offer from the other
guys
, as well as a few others & it’ll be interesting to see which
one he’s chooses. I’m trying to minimize my influence as older
brother. :-)


Interesting dilemma at work. So that they’re easier to receive, Sang
was having his wedding gifts sent to him in his name at work.
However, since he’ll be out of town for the next two weeks, he changed
the addressee to be my name, so the kind mail room folks at work will
tell me when there’s a new package & I can stack ‘em up at home. No
biggie. Only problem is that I recently had a birthday and I have no
idea which packages are addressed to me & really intended for me versus
which ones are really intended for Sang & Carrie. Hmmm… I’ve always
need some fine china anyway.


Okay, so time to stop procrastinating. Have some work that I really don’t
want to do and have been avoiding all day. But the deadline is
tomorrow (actually it was extended from today), so grah, time
to finish it up.

Rain in LA

Wednesday, October 20th, 2004


It’s raining here in Los Angeles, as it has been for the last couple
of days, and according to weather forecasts, as it will for the next
few as well. It’s actually gotten beyond what the rest of the country
would call “a mist” to a full-on rain. (Not quite at the point where
it could be called a thunderstorm.)


While the natives of Southern California may lament this type of
weather, I love it. Few things are more pleasant than reading a book
or falling asleep to the sound of rain against the window. Some may
also question the sincerity of this statement, but combined with the
gray overcast skies, it really does make me homesick a bit.