via the spam-l email list, the user that calls themselves bob o'bob provided the following quote with no futher attribution:
Never argue with an idiot -- They'll drag you down to their level, then beat you with experience.i'll certainly have to remember this one!!! but then i saw on ottmar liebert's blog a post that concluded with:
Some solutions seem unusual, but they work. Reminds me of the space programs... NASA spent thousands of dollars developing a ballpoint pen that would work in the zero gravity of space... and the Russians simply used pencils...and that was so apropo given some things at work recently.
i've got like a gazillion more links, but have to simply stop here.
A man is only as rich as the number of things he can let alone.
-- David Henry Thoreau
man has my movie watching declined. i've gone from probably 5 or so per week to the same per month. notable in this post is that i saw one of the movies in a theatre. at $10 per ticket, i'm reminded why i don't do that, but having been given a bunch of gift certificates recently, it sorta made it free. kinda sorta.
so many title ideas to choose from. 86, 86'd by life came to mind first, but i went with a pun on a moment of silence. well, it looks like KAOS, or life really, didn't miss maxwell smart this time. don adam's the actor that played agent 86 on the series "get smart" died today at the age of 82. had he held on for four more years, i would have definitely gone with "86, 86'd at 86.... news at 8, film at 6". anyway, it is a bit sad seeing characters you remember as a kid dying off. gilligan (john denver) died not too long ago as i recall.
if you don't get the reference, that is ok... read the article about armed and dangerous dolphins anyway.
yet another short pointless post by your's truely. makes me think i should move this blog to livejournal. lol
i sat down, yesterday, to demonstrate to a co-worker the cause/effect of an email issue they are having and to back up my reasoning as to why following RFCs is important when i noticed an email from an old friend in my inbox. i took a quick glance just to see what it was about and was simply stopped cold in my tracks. in the message was the obituary of a mutual friend. a guy we both worked with on several occassions, most recently when they formed a game company and i joined bringing the company size up to 3. eventually we grew to about a dozen before the end. and that is an entirely different and long story.
i kept in close touch with doug afterward, doing a little consulting for his new company, but as time went by and he was enticed away from company to company and eventually moved back east, we all but lost touch. it had been years since i spoke to him last -- he was going to be lecturing at washington university for a while as a change of pace.
as i sit and think about him, i remember a lot of things. our offices were next to each other and i can literally see him sitting at his desk as i round the corner. i can hear his voice call my name saying "come here, ya gotta check this out" and up on his screen would be some wiz-bang graphics demo he hacked together to show off the features of some new graphics card.
the funny thing is the fact that what i remember most has nothing to do with technology and the excitement that revolved around building a company and product. nope, it was having breakfast with him and a couple other members of the team and remembering the fact that he would only eat grape jelly on his toast.
i can't be back east for his memorial, but my friend is going and will pass along my condolences to his family and friends. with his last wishes in mind, i'll dig through my drawers and find something purple to wear that day and probably manage a pbj sandwich for lunch. grape jelly of course.
i don't know where i heard it, came up with it, or what have you, but i do oddly enough remember when i started saying it -- my freshman year of high school. what is that?
if ignorance is bliss then i know too much alreadyi don't recall the context in which it was first said, but it has stuck with me for all these years and still seems to apply far too often.
i wrote about my dad having cancer a few days ago and have since found out it has spread beyond they area they knew about. chemotherapy is in his future. i guess that puts it into my future too -- indirectly for now -- directly if it is genetic. time will tell. now i am not a person that will talk your ear off unless you hit my topic of the moment, but strangely it seems like i am supposed to be talking about this but find myself not really having much to say. i don't tell people because i don't want the faux sympathy and genuine care makes me completely uneasy.
one of the things that has come up has been seeing him. the right thing to do is to go and spend as much time as you can with them, but i wonder about that sometimes. see, when my grandmother was ill i selfishly didn't go out to see her. first off, she had altzheimers (sp?) and she wasn't going to remember anyway. the main and selfish reason was i much preferred to remember her how she was -- a bright vibrant woman. to see her in any other state would have shattered that image forever. and the self-inflicted ignorance has worked. i know what the disease does, but my memories of her remain pure. ignorance is in fact bliss at times.
i've seen my father age. it is a sad thing to see. i do remember him in a more healthy condition, but his image is tainted. i've seen him getting older and weaker. and it only seems like it will get worse. in fact i know too much already and question how much more i really want to know.
knowing is such a double edged sword and is coupled with the fact that it can not be undone. the best you can hope for is learning what you know is wrong -- as if that is really any better.
i told myself i wasn't going to comment on the hurricane katrina disaster because frankly i didn't think i had anything worthwhile (meaning new) to say about it. but what i am going to do is point to an excellent post by clive thompson that i think sums a few things up to a tee.
his post, Blaming the victim: A how-to guide, left me thinking... "yeah, what he said". i kinda wish i had said that stuff myself.
Computer games don't affect kids, I mean if Pac Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive music.
-- unknown
what a better way to get your mind off of things than with a silly quiz. a prior quiz pegged me a geek, this one a loner with geek being at the bottom.
You scored as Loner.
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