December 13, 2004
If at first you don't succeed...
My brother sent these to me this morning and I laughed so hard the whole office would have taken notice if anyone was in at this hour.
Things that make me believe this last one is a fake:
- The completely different set of parked cars
- The lack of a realistic splash
- The suspicious blur beneath the larger green lift vehicle
- The position of the larger green lift vehicle as it tumbles. Notice the large supports in the previous pictures. Those would have served as the inner point of the roll, which is translated too far to the left in the last picture.
It was funny anyway.
December 12, 2004
December 10, 2004
November 20, 2004
November 10, 2004
Morbin Icons
All hail the power of Flickr.
Morbid Icons (as a slideshow). Enjoy!
Flickr uses dynamically generated flash to enhance the site. While one part of me feels this is cheating when you compare the brilliant use of javascript and DHTML in the gmail web client, it's still pretty cool.
November 08, 2004
Lorem Ipsum
I was adding a bunch of my bookmarks to my del.ico.us account and I came across this old lorem ipsum link. What is Lorem Ipsum? It's dummy text that is commonly used to layout pages for magazines, newspapers, or any kind of publication.
You can find out a lot more about Lorem Ipsum by going to the definitive Lorem Ipsum page. You can also have the site generate more Lorem Ipsum copy than you can shake a stick at. Here is a sample.
| C | Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit. Vivamus eleifend, nisl at viverra semper, ipsum justo cursus mi, ut fringilla metus arcu vestibulum eros. Sed vitae turpis vitae velit accumsan interdum. Phasellus non ligula ut sem hendrerit tempus. Quisque nec ante quis augue fringilla auctor. Sed vitae erat. Duis quis nulla. Nam sem. Morbi mattis mauris commodo dolor. Ut imperdiet arcu non dolor. Aenean in nibh. Duis egestas pellentesque felis. |
| Nulla pretium nulla vel nulla. Cras vitae justo. Cras lacus nibh, vulputate faucibus, fermentum non, suscipit quis, diam. Quisque velit. Pellentesque habitant morbi tristique senectus et netus et malesuada fames ac turpis egestas. Proin sem nisl, volutpat ut, feugiat id, mattis varius, elit. Aenean mauris est, luctus nec, adipiscing eget, pulvinar in, odio. Nunc bibendum odio interdum orci. Proin elit purus, posuere ac, blandit eu, condimentum sed, neque. Integer tortor elit, euismod at, consequat eget, feugiat at, metus. Curabitur magna. In ullamcorper tortor. In sed leo. Ut tempor tincidunt diam. Vivamus posuere dolor. | O |
| O | Aliquam sed tellus et ligula posuere egestas. Quisque wisi urna, porttitor quis, luctus ut, pretium nec, elit. Suspendisse consequat libero sed leo. Suspendisse potenti. Nullam mollis ultrices dui. Vestibulum risus ligula, tempor non, nonummy eget, ullamcorper in, ipsum. Vivamus sodales nibh et mi. Morbi et lorem. Duis scelerisque. Duis sapien odio, blandit vel, molestie vitae, porttitor commodo, enim. Sed bibendum elit vitae risus. Curabitur velit risus, sagittis ut, feugiat vitae, aliquam in, diam. Ut sit amet est ac elit euismod varius. Nullam et ante. Donec sollicitudin. Donec ultrices erat eget nunc. Morbi iaculis, orci et iaculis adipiscing, orci risus nonummy justo, id eleifend magna pede sed dolor. Curabitur malesuada dolor eget nisl. |
| Aliquam ornare, augue in imperdiet vestibulum, massa enim euismod libero, vitae vehicula diam velit ac nunc. Aliquam erat volutpat. Maecenas ac felis nec lectus aliquet congue. In tellus. Phasellus egestas lectus id mi. Integer consectetuer laoreet neque. Etiam sagittis. Mauris vitae sem in augue suscipit pulvinar. Cras et nunc nec mi congue semper. Nulla facilisi. Vestibulum dignissim. Pellentesque habitant morbi tristique senectus et netus et malesuada fames ac turpis egestas. Donec blandit nulla nec metus. Ut sed metus egestas lorem elementum lobortis. Fusce imperdiet pharetra erat. Integer enim diam, pretium nec, dictum eu, tempor ut, tellus. Mauris at wisi. | L |
| ! | Cum sociis natoque penatibus et magnis dis parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus. Sed feugiat auctor leo. Aenean urna massa, tempor vel, varius sed, aliquet id, lacus. Pellentesque vitae massa. Sed mattis mi sit amet tellus. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit. Ut pulvinar velit at erat. Sed sollicitudin. Donec vulputate, est ut pellentesque fringilla, tellus dolor sollicitudin ligula, et porta erat turpis at quam. Cras elit. Fusce quis elit. Cras sed mauris quis felis sagittis tempor. Vivamus eros. |
One of the more interesting aspects of this post is the fact that I had to author the HTML by hand. I normally use Blogjet to edit my pages but it was completely barfing on the layout I was looking for. Ah, reliving the good old days of NCSA Mosaic, Notepad.
October 21, 2004
June 07, 2004
Holy Scary Clouds Batman!
If I saw these clouds in my sky, I would run away screaming like a little girl.
(Thanks to Astronomy Picture of the Day, picture credit Raymundo Aguirre)
April 13, 2004
A little nerd humor...
Here is a little computer nerd humor for you. If you don’t get this, then you’re ok:
April 06, 2004
Wired wrong
Something went wrong in my brain tonight.
I came home from Tae Kwon Do and went to take a shower (don’t worry, this isn’t going to get weird).
So, where was I? Oh yes, well, my shower is a funny monster. Since it’s located upstairs, the hot water takes a long time to come up. I suppose since there is a pressurized column of room-temperature water going from my electric hot water heater in my basement all the way up to the second floor, it can take some time to get all of that through the pipes. Furthermore, the pipes are also room-temperature and they tend to suck the heat out of the hot water as it rises up. Once the pipes warm sufficiently (or perhaps when the rate the water is cooled stops stops becoming a factor in the heat moving through the pipe), I get warm water. Knowing it can take some time, I always turn the knob all the way to hot when I first get in. I naturally wouldn’t want any cold water to slow things down even further.
So, like the Memento guy, I forgot about all of this and started to shampoo. When the water begins to get warm, I normally stop shampooing and turn down the heat. However, tonight I did something different. When I felt the water warming up I knew I had to do something, so I went for more shampoo. Not sure why. Do you know what my reaction was as I began to burn? My, why did I put so much shampoo in my hair? “Oh yeh, the water, the water!” I finally came to my senses and turned down the heat.
Hopefully, that errant neural pathway was corrected as a result.
February 17, 2004
Train story #2: Vomit next to me
I’m writing this on the train, sitting next to, what appears to be, vomit. It’s not on my seat, it’s on the seat next to mine and it’s dry, and it doesn’t smell, and it’s keeping everyone from sitting next to me, which is pretty cool, especially when I’m writing run-on sentences for my blog and I need the elbow room.
Trains were a mess today in general. There was some kind of blockage in the tunnel, which caused a lot of delays, and this causes a massive blockage in the waiting areas. Not wanting to deal, I went back to work!
When I eventually went back, I couldn’t help but to silently time how long people considered the vomit seat, each miserable commuter pausing in the aisle next to me for longer and longer moments as the train got fuller and fuller.
Bliss.
February 12, 2004
MSDN Magazine
I just a confirmation from MSDN Magazine for my renewal. The letter I got had some bizarre wording:
“As a subscriber, you’ll be equipped with the advanced information you need to succeed in the exciting world of Windows and the Web. You’ll get all the latest information on Windows 2000, e-commerce, COM and DCOM, XML, ASP and much more.”
What about Windows XP, Windows Server 2003. What about .NET? Holy cow this must have been written 4 years ago.
November 21, 2003
and sometimes you're wrong... (or, Train Story #1)
Since I'm new to blogging, I kind of played a little tug of war in my mind on whether I should post a description of my train ride home. As you can plainly see, the blogger-half won.
I work in Manhattan (that's New York City) and I commute on the Long Island Rail Road. Long Islanders (that's what we call ourselves) like to use the term L.I.R.R because we like to sound like we have a speech impediment.
I typically take the 5:19 train home. The first thing I noticed when I walked into my car was that it was nearly empty. What's up? When I took a breath, I realized that the car smelled like crap. Literally. It was a bathroom car.
I decided to suck it up since I thought these kinds of smells would go away once the train got going. As I sat there listening to Sarah McLachlan and Matchbox Twenty, I noticed that people continuously walked in, looked confused, then sickened, and would either suck it up like I did or bolt for the next car.
The train got going and I was like, thank God, the smell should go away soon or perhaps I'll just get used to it.
Instead, the smell wafted over me and the rest of my macho trainmates like wave of nausea. The smell must have been angered by everyone's defiance. It just so happens that no one got up since they're all too proud to admit that everyone who bolted for the next car saw something that they didn't.