Category archives: Vindaloo
Discussions of the spice of life, spices, and/or life.
Sleep, glorious sleep (Doesn't get much work done, but...)
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I just couldn't get up this morning, so I spent the whole day abed... well... not quite. I actually did a tiny bit of work on the OpenGL-in-ctypes stuff, but hardly enough to be noticable. I keep thinking there has to be a better way to handle the wrapping and stopping to try to find ...
A few pictures from down south (Kind of disappointed about the razorwire ones not being in focus...)
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Rosey's leaving for her French immersion course tomorrow, so she wanted me to pull off all of the pictures she's been taking for the last couple of days. When I downloaded them, however, I realised that most of the pictures on the camera were actually from my San Antonio trip. No really great shots IMO, ...
On the prisoner's dillema (Is revolution the answer?)
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Blake's comment reminded me of a Prisoner's Dillema exercise back in high school (bear with me all of you who've heard this story, the point will eventually come along). Basically, when setting up a prisoner's dillema, an artifical controlling force has to prevent the society-as-a-whole from rising up and putting down 1) those who are ...
Between Truth and Dawn
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Some time between truth and dawn
A little hope escapes.
I Miss the Quiet Nights (Conversations with her in my arms...)
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I cannot sleep (again)... though I suppose in the end I haven't really tried (how often when I can't sleep is it really that I don't want to sleep because I want to think about the thing that's keeping me awake?) Memories are haunting me again. Stupid memories.
I miss the quiet with her in ...!-->!-->
Why no solstice party? (The crowd asks)
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Had coffee with Shane, Brendan and Lara (who showed up even though she was somewhat sick) on Monday. Beautiful, deep conversation, (as normal), ranging all across history, philosophy, psychology, the arts and sciences. It's conversations like that which I live for. But the question came up "are you having a solstice party", and then "why ...
Self-censoring (My broken editor...)
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Alexei and I had this running gag back when he lived in Toronto. Basically it was that he had a broken censor, while mine was working overtime. Over the last few months, my little censor seems to have gone on a bit of a hiatus.
First I managed to really upset XXX, then I discovered ...!-->!-->
Sociopathic behaviour escalates (Society does nothing but encourage it...)
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Here's a thought: driving an SUV is the equivalent of being the guy who pisses in the well because it's convenient at the moment. You are someone so concerned about your own trivial comforts, and so unconcerned with the welfare of society, the environment and those around you, that you will endanger, and ultimately degrade ...
Little bit of work to round out the day (Still tired from the trip, but trying to keep a normal-ish schedule...)
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Did a few hours work on Cinemon this evening. Nothing spectacular, just some project management and fixing a longstanding bug with the restart-on-reboot operation.
Shane went nuts while I was away. He gave me two bottles of apple butter, 3 pounds of coffee, and a huge gift bag packed solid with high-end chocolate of various ...!-->!-->
Off I go (Mmm travel...)
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The plane leaves in less than 4 hours, so I should get moving (have to stop at the bank and the store on the way to pick up money and snacks respectively). Still haven't been able to get the camera software working again under Linux :( , some problem down at the kernel level. Oh ...