Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)
12apr2007
evil.rb wants love, Mauricio digs up some evil stuff.
Lightning Strikes Four Times, by Shlomi Fish, Bob Free, Mike Friedman, and brian d foy. Four short articles, of which two are cool.
A Prairie Home Companion, I like it. Hear A Prairie Home Companion in Your Time Zone.
THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED
FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD
WAS MUSIC — Kurt Vonnegut’s desired epitaph
Softies on Rails has a pretty good introductory REST tutorial. Check it out.
Five Ways to Improve Your Perl Programming, brian d foy. No “Switch to Ruby”? ;-)
reingeschmissen, Lydia hat nette Quotes.
One grin and wink like the neon on the liquor store
We were sixteen, maybe less, maybe a little more
I walked home smiling, I finally had a story to tell
— Iron And Wine, Sixteen Maybe Less
Family Tree of Schema Languages for XML: now takes A3 page!, Rick Jelliffe says.
A Smoother Change to Version 2.0, by Marc de Graauw. SOAP is dead. HTTP has negotiation.
Rock vs Tree, Joi Ito and nature metaphers.
Mellow mood has got me, darlin’.
Let the music rock me, darlin’.
‘Cause I got your love, darlin’.
Love, sweet love, darlin’.
— Bob Marley, Mellow Moods
Concurrency Control and Recovery in Database Systems, by Philip A. Bernstein, Vassos Hadzilacos, and Nathan Goodman. Full-text online now.
What is the opposite of absolute zero?, another thing learned: “The highest possible temperature, called the Planck temperature, is equal to 10^32 degrees Kelvin.”
Autumn leaves to black flowers, “The greenery on other planets may not be green”. Pretty logical, but I didn’t think of it.
Megadata Follow-up, I don’t think the name is that bad. But I badly want the implementations.
Being a Humanist means trying to behave decently without expectation of rewards or punishment after you are dead. — Kurt Vonnegut
So it goes, indexed on Vonnegut.
Kurt Vonnegut died at the age of 84 on April 11, 2007, in Manhattan, NY, after a fall at his Manhattan home several weeks prior resulted in irreversible brain injuries. RIP.