brain purge


August 3rd, 2007

  1. My name means “Protector of Man”. This is so not helping with my delusions of grandeur and incessant soapbox ranting.
  2. It’s funny people clean their caches to speed things up; it’s exactly for that reason we have caches in the first place.
  3. I hate remembering I have good ideas that I don’t write down. Coding or writing or whatever - I have to make myself a centralized repository. A wiki sounds appropriate - or maybe a CMS, in case some of these projects become public.
  4. <I’ll keep this an open list…>

damned be all


August 3rd, 2007

… that are having fun at DEFCON 15! I can’t wait to find the time and freedom to get there… maybe next year? BTW this baby sounds like the ideal machine to bring there [wipe clean before, wipe clean after, of course =) .]


scrobbling into the future


July 19th, 2007

It seems I can now know what songs I shall listen to… before I do so. Nice. Saves me from having to shuffle iTunes.

future scrobble


apples and nuts


July 15th, 2007

Everybody’s complaining Jobs and Apple PR are the cause of fanboys. Well today I met a spiritually-inflicted fangirl.

So I’m sitting at my coffee shop, working on a project [always with the side-projects], typing happily away. This lady stops by the open window and begins ranting about how she has never seen a white laptop, how she’s been seeing apples everywhere, has some job interview tomorrow at Apple One and would like to buy an Apple now she’s seen one. In an endless tirade that lasted about 10 minutes I’ve found out she used to be bipolar, claims to be Joanne d’Arc, has recently undergone enlightenment by way of Jesus Christ [yes, she did told me to convert] and will become Bush’s personal adviser and solve all the problems of the world.

As you can see, sometimes people just dream apples and buy a Mac. It’s not always Jobs. Sometimes it’s the Holy Spirit.


that’s surprising


June 25th, 2007

73%How Addicted to Blogging Are You?

Well that’s not what I expected. Certainly more to do with how much I read as opposed to how much I write. I wouldn’t consider myself a blog-critic just yet, though.


am i crazy?


May 17th, 2007

Wait, before you say you know the answer, hear me out =)

Those that have read this blog or know me in person know a few of the things that bother me with the World at large. They know how vocal [or not] I am about certain things. But my doubts lie in whether all of my ‘activism’  will eventually lead to paranoia. Will I be a grumpy old man still annoyed about the state of the world, how kids are turning up and how the government, as an institution, seems to have stopped considering the people it is meant to serve as its primary concern? Is it, actually, that way?

To doubt oneself is natural and, generally, positive. I know I only have one side of the story, and maybe a poorly informed one at that. I can see arguments made for the way governments run their business and how it is, ultimately, a good thing they do it that way. I may be able to refute those arguments - but what if that’s only going on in my mind? What if I have become the victim of my convictions and, as much as I may fight others to quit theirs, I cannot escape my own?

Before you engage in any kind of fight you should feel fairly confident that you are not mistaken in your assumptions and/or beliefs. My ’social concerns’ do stem from what would be, basically, a form of selfishness. In that, I do not kid myself; but I can see some positive by-product of my struggle and as such believe I am right in doing what I am doing. Would I still do it if it were clear to me I am mistaken? Would I align myself with those that I fight against and believe I may be able to show people the right way even though they, themselves, are unable at this juncture to see it for themselves? Does that path actually satisfy their needs or is it a way to rebel against a system for fear of otherwise being irrelevant?

I was talking about a balance of powers a while ago. Hacker versus authority, artist versus idiot etc. Does that balance keep us in a state of limbo, when we could actually be heading for something better if we just let go of our fears?

I do not know enough about Che Guevara, that pop-icon adorning so many tee shirts. My limited knowledge does grant him the credit of acting upon something that he strongly believed in. His methods may be questionable, but this is a topic for another night. Yet belief is not enough. We have the crusades, the jihad and countless other religious struggles that caused tremendous bloodbaths as a consequence of such strong and blind beliefs, yet most of us can agree a principle of happiness is the sense of security and content that peace gives us. To this, feel free to add in the equation the fact that these beliefs are hard to verify even to whatever the satisfactory level for bloodshed might be for you.

So I fight to live better and, in a more or less direct way, to have others live better. As I grow older and leave the fights to others, will I keep thinking that most of those that should guard us are, in fact, cheating us into submission? At what point do I become a conspiracy theorist, at what stage does one cross over from skeptical to paranoiac?

And what do you do then?


the convenience of insecurity


May 13th, 2007

A friend of mine received her passport in the mail the other day. Pretty standard practice. Only, she didn’t pick it up herself or sign for it - the landlady did. All based on the landlady mentioning she knows my friend well and could deliver the passport to her - to save everybody some hassle. Neighbours helping neighbours and shit. My friend will not complain - because she’s happy she didn’t have to drive to the post office and make the pick up herself.

Sure, my friend trusts her landlady. The postman, I would assume, knows the landlady too. But the postman does not know what situation my friend could be in. His job is to deliver the package to a destination - and with something as high profile as this, he’d better be making sure the right person gets it. I could see situations where a parent would take away a child’s passport for whatever intra-familial issues they may be having. Most of all, with RFID being put into every piece of crap out there, how long before someone starts wising up and hijacking all the personal information that’s just lying on the passport? It could have been a credit card, fragile and expensive materials etcetera.

But my friend will not make a complaint - she’s happy she doesn’t have to drive and pick it up from the post-office herself.


workaholic


May 8th, 2007

So I worked 10 hours today, like many other days. Big deal. I had something to finish so why go when the magic 8 was up?

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shopping list


May 2nd, 2007

A few ideas for my summer:

  • Mac Pro - US$ 3924 [CA$ 4762]
    • 2 x 2 GB RAM CA$746.23
    • 2 x 500 GB SATA HDDs CA$399.94
  • Nikon D80 with DX18-70 LENS CA$1,539.99
  • AirPort Extreme Base Station - $CA 200
  • Software Purchases & Donations - CA $200

Total: Far more than I’ll be making, probably.

P.S. I actually want to save and start some more part time technology courses in networking etc - stuff we don’t do in Computer Science but that I am pretty strongly interested in.


pimpin’ my crew


April 29th, 2007

So Minel didn’t want a blog anymore, but he’s still got something for interested [and trance-y] audiences. Find him at the same address as before.

And my dear, dear friend Anya is leaving for the Orient in a week - Weifang, China! So she has her new little travel log to keep everybody updated. That is, of course, if she doesn’t get shutdown by the Chinese government. [We will always find a way to disseminate information!] To note, I might be authoring a few posts here and there - but hopefully not because Anya isn’t able to do so herself. I’m sure I will have quite a bit to learn out of this experience too - at least she’ll be able to get a first-hand experience of what it’s like to live in a censorship-happy land and tell me about it over absinthe.


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