Sun Jan 03 1999 12:00:
It's 1999, and time for the Female Algorithm! Warning:
contains foul language, although not in the way you might expect,
unless you were expecting Adam to curse gratuitously (always a good
thing to expect, dammit).
I want my sampo back, sampo back, sampo back. I have been spoiled by the ease of remote Web-based publishing.
My Vietnamese name is Phuong, apparantly.
Mon Jan 04 1999 12:00:
I finally wrote the mail lister (or most of it) I've
been meaning to write. Unfortunately, all the mail I want listed lives on
sampo. Oh well.
Tue Jan 05 1999 12:00:
The first draft of my
travelogue is up. It covers our first day and part of our
second.
Sat Jan 09 1999 12:00:
Here is the quote of the day:
"While recent research on hundreds of people found that echinacea was no more effective than a placebo, in my experience it is a very good placebo."
Sun Jan 10 1999 12:00:
I'm going through Joe's Garage a lot this
weekend, mainly because I can't find Strictly Commercial. The
first time I listened to it I didn't really like it, but now I am in
the groove. The first disc is great, but the second gets into
too many long guitar solos, which are not my favorite
thing. Watermelon in Easter Hay, however, is a beautiful song which I
can pay attention to despite the fact that it's nine minutes of guitar
solo.
School starts tomorrow. I better get a schedule page up so I don't miss classes.
Sun Jan 10 1999 12:00:
I got a tamale at the Vons deli for a dollar, as
I miss the homemade tamales made by my friends' mothers back in
Arvin. "That's a hot tamale!" Um, anyway, the tamale comes, as tamales
do, in a corn husk, but it was also wrapped in plastic, and when I got
it the deli lady wrapped it in a plastic bag. Too much packaging for
one poor tamale! The tamale is in the microwave right now, and I'm
about to go get it and bring it in here and eat it. It's not too bad,
although I prefer the ones with olives and stuff in them. Who am I
fooling? Nobody cares about my tamale. And now my tamale is eaten,
and its sad tale is over.
I'm working on the notes for my CGI class. I did my first two real
GIMP graphics today, making much use of the screen shot and the
copy/paste named buffers. They live here and are
slightly too big for a normal-sized screen (gogol's screen is
huge). Exchange of the day (in CS131): Prof. Izadpanah: You were in my other class, weren't you? Me: Yeah, I was in your [CS]31. Prof. Izadpanah: How did you skip ahead? Me: It was a couple of years ago. Oh yeah, Andy's not going to be back for a week. I'm going to have
to mave all my stuff over to fire, as I just can't deal with this kind
of downtime. It was okay last year when all I had was just
self-aggrandizing Web pages, but now that I actually use Web tools to
do work with, this not having them business has got to stop. Mon Jan 11 1999 12:00:
I have Bio with LJ and CS131 with Adam (and lots
of other people I only kind of know right now), both pleasant
surprises. I also got a very nice new years card from Darren
McGraw. Thanks, Darren!
Sat Jan 16 1999 12:00:
Has anyone else noticed that there is a lot of
cannibalism and pet-eating in this season of A Prairie Home
Companion? I'm not complaining, it is funny (yeah!), but there
seems to be a big morbid fascination going on. Tonight saw a very
funny recap of the pump story in the monologue.
Sun Jan 17 1999 19:42:
Like General MacArthur, I'm back from my roadtrip and sampo is back on the air.
I direct you to my
work-in-progress travelogue, which
I hope will amuse you. Go to fire
for other new stuff you may have missed (although the old NYCB is down below).
Sun Jan 17 1999 19:44:
Doh. I'm gonna need Andy's mighty superuser help to merge the old NYCB into
something that a lowly CGI can edit. So for now, her
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is the old news.
Sun Jan 24 1999 10:10:
My mother sent me a "Bill Gates in hell" schtick. Pretty standard fare,
but what got me was Satan pronouncing sentence on Bill Gates:
"You've been selfish, greedy and a big liar all your life."
That cracked my up. I like the imagery of Satan using the phrase "big liar" l ike a second-grader.
"Bobby, you have eaten paste and chalk! You have taken the teacher's name in vain, and you have neglected to feed his hamsterial eminence, Mr. Skitter! For this I condemn you to the pits of brimstone!"
Mon Jan 25 1999 06:37:
I updated the travelogue. It now
covers up to December 22.
Mon Jan 25 1999 06:38:
Brilliant eh?
Tue Jan 26 1999 09:48:
I'm rewriting some code at work to make it run faster and not be so stupid, and,
alas, in doing so I must take out my beloved funny comment. I will reprint it
here, so that it is not forgotten.
Go_To_Health (Old_Row) 'Go to health, old row!
It's the little things that make you happy.
Wed Jan 27 1999 05:43:
Oops, I guess that wasn't so brilliant. The old fire text got mangled near
the bottom, making me out to claim that research had backed upclaims that
echinidia was the groove. This is not the case. I'll fix it when I move
everything over to January.
not sure what kind of message
putting "It's bad. It's very bad" on the posters sends out,
but ultra-dark Shallow Grave-style accidental murder
"comedy" VERY BAD THINGS (MPAA: Rated R for strong, grisly
violence) is far more unpleasant than even the presence of
Christian Slater and Cameron Diaz would normally alert you
to... --NTK I did an actual Java applet. It's at my brand new webspace. Fri Jan 29 1999 14:45:
Fri Jan 29 1999 15:10:
I redid my start page in preparation for
the arrival of DailyUpdate. This is gonna be great... (makes TV's
Frank running-in place motion)
Tomorrow NYCB moves over to fire. The notebook program over there
is much better, including (among other things) hashed passwords. Collect the whole set: Y0K Y1K Anyone have a Y3K one? Sun Jan 31 1999 14:58:
Sun Jan 31 1999 18:24:
In what may very well be my very last NYCB entry published on sampo, I
point you once again to fire, where my fabulous automatic
mail lister can now be seen in the totality of its pagan slendor. It's actually
a stopgap lister until I can write a better one (one that, eg. separates tables by month)
in Python.
Sun Jan 31 1999 19:07:
Okay, NYCB officially lives on fire,
until it moves to kuato.
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