Category archives: Vindaloo
Discussions of the spice of life, spices, and/or life.
On a lighter note... (Poker at a cafe)
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Went out for dinner and poker this evening instead of having people over. Discovered I'm not really all that in to poker. Not a bad game I suppose, but not really likely to aid in developing the aspects of myself that I want to improve.
Spent most of the evening "out" (i.e. with no chips), ...!-->!-->
On creative marketplaces (Supporting the content creators...)
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Eventual goal:
- Provide a democratised narrowcast-capable media marketplace
- Content producers must be paid (likely in proportion to the popularity of their work, though a patronage system or the like may also be present to encourage unpopular expression)
- As much as possible, no choke points should be built in to allow control over the forms of ...
Meyers Briggs is a bit absolute... (A few score true/false questions to sort us into piles)
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Lara asked me to take the Meyers Briggs (Jung) temperament test (she's found her results quite helpful, apparently). So, off I go to write the test. Of course, as I'm answering questions I keep looking for that "both" answer in the middle. Oh well, it is a "sorter", rather than something aiming to really understand ...
Lazy bum! (Get typing already...)
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For some reason my hands have been a mess since yesterday afternoon. Not sure if it's just stress from work, or just plain too much typing, but the little fire beetles they are a crawling. Probably should have gone out and done some exercise of some form today, but instead just lay in bed trying ...
Have to get these things backed up! (Websites and the like...)
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Just realised this evening that I don't have a backup of my website other than the Vex RAID array. Not good, especially as I've got quite a few pieces that are uploaded from different projects (i.e. there's no directory on my workstation that has everything that needs to go up on the site).
Figured while ...!-->!-->
Sweet, simple love
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Somewhere a maiden sits by a stream
Wondering if the water's safe to drink
Maybe risking her perfect mahogany skin
By dipping a graceful digit into the flow
A gentle, kind, intelligent man
Fresh from a day of answering phones
Saving the rich from their Dell-dwelling dragons
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False positives suck! (Whitelist malfunctions again)
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I was wondering why my dad hadn't responded to an email I sent him a week or two ago. Oops, it's sitting in my junk-mail folder. That's kind of annoying, as at the moment Thunderbird is letting seven or eight spams through every hour, yet its marking messages from people in my contacts as spam. ...
Cleaning is fun (But really, really hot...)
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Dropped off the old monitor and UPS at the Environment Day. I managed to forget that it was today (was just about to head out to do the week's shopping, which would have meant I'd miss it), only the UPS sitting in the doorway as I was about to head out served as a reminder. ...
So this is age
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Ah, so this is age
When new adventures summon
Full of danger and excitement
When new lovers beckon
With unbridled lust in their eyes
You check the time
Avoid their gaze
And mutter something to escape
The Rain of Tiny Blows
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She makes cold marble soft with hardened steel
Long days in practiced craft of violent action
Run a hand across her downy flank
Try to feel the rain of tiny blows
That caught this Roman maiden in the stone