Category archives: Vindaloo
Discussions of the spice of life, spices, and/or life.
The Mask of Cartoon Horror
Written by
on
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Vindaloo.
The face of the woman
Who almost ran me down
Seemed almost a cartoon
As if she'd realised too late
That she'd run off a cliff
Was madly scrambling back
Against the flow of time
Forgot to clock in this afternoon (Whole day's work disappears...)
Written by
on
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Snaking,
Vindaloo.
I did a bit of work on OpenGL-ctypes this morning, mostly just reintegrating the win32 changes so that the Linux build still works. I also killed a number of extension-module autogeneration problems. Doesn't actually make them work, but the modules are now valid Python (and correct, just useless until they get some extra code).
Then ...
The Used Handkerchief
Written by
on
in
Vindaloo.
Tossing away
The used handkerchief
Of true love
Is not a crime
Love forgives easily
Sedimentary Years
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Vindaloo.
Walled within for sedimentary years
Words true but hurtful
Cannot be undone
With wishing hope or tears
From soft-hot tragedies
They form unyielding stone
Beneath the water-breaching weirs
86% Cacao Dark Chocolate (Pretty darn good...)
Written by
on
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Vindaloo.
I'm pretty much over the cold/flu/whatever now. I cough every once in a while, but no other symptoms of note. As I've been working at home (I missed sitting outside at Linux Caffe yesterday :( ) I've been eating some of the chocolate Shane brought on Saturday (we started with 1kg of chocolate, we finished ...
I Ask My Feverish Bed
Written by
on
in
Vindaloo.
I just want to wake up in the morning
Build something to last through the ages
Make love to an angel...
... and father a god
Is that too much to ask?
I ask my feverish bed
How Often we Crawl
Written by
on
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Vindaloo.
How often we crawl
Into cold-hewn graves
Or slightly warmer yet
No less lonely beds
With great thoughts unsaid
And great deeds undone
Above My Sleeping City
Written by
on
in
Vindaloo.
Clouds hang red
Above my sleeping city
Black over water
Good People at Home
Written by
on
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Vindaloo.
It struck me
Sitting in the caffe
Listening to the proprietor
Banter with his loving wife
As the girl across the way
Smiled quietly at their words
That I was surrounded
By good people
At home
You only think of doing the before-and-after after... (Very nice results...)
Written by
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Vindaloo.
We ran about 10 minutes over, but the cleaning got finished today. Angela was right when she said she could take almost all of the coffee stains off. Looks much better IMO, but I forgot to take a "before" shot with the camera. Thanks Angela.
For those in the GTA who don't have dental insurance ...
Mike C. Fletcher, the VRPlumber, is a philosopher of design turned computer programmer based in Toronto, Canada. He works primarily in the Python programming language, and maintains a large number of Open Source software packages. You can reach him at: mcfletch@vrplumber.com.