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Archive for November, 2002

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Thursday, November 28th, 2002

Hello to my readers! (All three or so of you…) It’s been quite a few days since I last posted. I wish I could say I’ve been off doing something exciting like partying in Vegas or saving deaf babies in sinking burning buildings, but alas, no such luck. In all honesty, I can’t remember all that well what I’ve been up to in the past week, and not even in a fun “I can’t remember because I’m in a drug-induced haze” sort of way.

Our EE282 program got finished, despite the Verilog license server barfing on itself for two days. There was also the premiere of season two of The Osbournes, which didn’t fail to entertain. Part of it dealt with Ozzy and Sharon going to the White House Correspondents’ Dinner, which my mom was actually invited to, but turned down because she wasn’t allowed to bring a guest. A most exciting television discovery was Snoop Dogg’s new show on MTV, Doggy Fizzle Televizzle, which was surprisingly good. Yet another MTV show to rot my brain. Woo and hoo.

Other than that, most of my week was consumed with my trying to keep myself marginally motivated to make it to today, the start of Thanksgiving break! Mariel and I are going with Naomi’s cousin Julie to their Aunt’s house in Carmel. Not only is it a swanky house, but Aunt Lillian and Uncle Bill are two of the most genuinely nice and generous people I know. A good time is sure to be had by all.

So to everyone in the U.S., Happy Thanksgiving, and to all the residents of exotic foreign countries like Canada, Happy Thursday! I’ll be back in a few days. Don’t miss me too much.

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Blargh.

Wednesday, November 20th, 2002

I’m experiencing somewhat of a motivational / concentration rut at the moment. For the past week or so, I’ve found it very hard to do any of my work. This could be because I’m developing ADD, or maybe it’s just that my classes are boring. Apparently Yar thought he had ADD last year too, so it’s probably just a coterm thing. So I’m just waiting for Thanksgiving break to happen so I can get a chance to relax, eat a lot, and sleep. Mmmm… eat a lot… However, it did cheer me up to hear Justin Timberlake say this on MTV:

“Anyone who’s had their heart broken knows that it’s tough stuff. Everyone seeks refuge somewhere, and I seeked it in creativity.”

Hmmm… Justin, maybe you should have seeked out refuge in an English class instead.

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Textbooks!

Tuesday, November 19th, 2002

When I was reading a chapter in my CS242 textbook the other day, I came across the following sentence: “Because a Simula activation ecod contains pointers to the functions declared in the block and their local variables, a Simula obect is a closure!” What struck me about this sentence was not the content (because I don’t think I understand it much better than you do,) but the fact that the author (my professor) decided this sentence was so groundbreaking, that it deserved an exclamation mark. Very few sentences are actually deserving of an exclamation mark, least of all setences about Simula and closures. This caused me to come up with a few rules for textbook writing that I think all authors should follow:

1) Don’t use exclamation marks. The students don’t care about what you’re saying, and they won’t care anymore if you shout it at them. Very few textbook statements are worthy of an exclamation mark. One such sentence would be the following: “After taking the derivative of f(x), multiply by q, and thus we have proved the existence of God!” So unless you have something like that to say, stick to the good ol’ period.

2) Don’t make jokes. They usually aren’t funny, and in the off chance that they are, I’m more likely to remember the joke than the actual material. So while I’ll be chuckling to myself during the final, it sure ain’t gonna help my grade.

3) Don’t refer to yourself in the first person. It’s freaky when I’m reading a textbook and it says, “Should I make the cache faster to keep pace with the speed of CPUs, or make the cache larger to overcome the widening ga between the CPU and main memory?” I? Who? You might notice that I’ve broken this rule in my example sentence for rule #1, but hey, I proved the existence of God. Cut me a break.

In other news, I’m wondering if it’s possible to develop ADD later in life. Yar said he’ll order me some Ritalin.

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Feelin’ Hella Good

Friday, November 15th, 2002

Just got back from the Distillers / Garbage / No Doubt concert at the San Jose Compaq Center. The Distillers were all right, but they’re definitely not an arena band, so it was really hard to make out what was being played. Also, the arena was only about half full at this point, so if I were them I would have been a little disappointed.

After about a 20 minute set, the Distillers wrapped up and Garbage started their set. Shirley Manson, my hero, was dressed as Brendan described it, “a goth cheerleader,” with all black except for a pink skirt and pink Converse shoes. She sings really well live, and looked very cute and pocket sized. They played a few songs from their new album and some from their first album, but not as many from Version 2.0, which is a shame because it’s my favorite album. They also didn’t play Androgyny, which is by far my favorite song off of beautifulGarbage. They were really great, but their set was much shorter than I expected or hoped it would be; it almost seemed like they were a second opening band, but I think they’re just as popular as No Doubt, if not underrated.

After Garbage’s set finished, No Doubt took the stage and basically played every hit they’ve ever had which was good news for me, because I know none of their songs that didn’t get radio play. No Doubt is one of those bands I have ambivalent feelings about, but I thought they put on a good show. Gwen Stefani has a great stage presence and seemed to be having a lot of fun. All in all it was a great concert, even when Matt took a billion hours to get to Black Pearl afterwards. I’m also secretly excited to see what Shirley Manson will say about the concert in her online diary. It also gave me reason number 3 why I want to be a celebrity: all you have to do to get people to cheer like crazy for you is to mention the name of the city you’re in. It’s so cool.

In completely unrelated news, the winner for best search referral goes to the person who got to my page by searching for “anal clense“. You’ll notice that I’m the fourth site returned for this search. I don’t know whether to be happy or very, very sad.

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Me Am a Idiot

Wednesday, November 13th, 2002

I got called an idiot! I’m so happy!

That said, why visit someone’s page just to call them an idiot? As consolation to me, the person who called me an idiot was searching for “dell interns” and “new dell commercial” on Google. Check it out: I’m the third listing for “dell interns”. Talk about pride!

In other news, you should all visit www.explodingdog.com. It is the prime example of the “simpler is better” idea I like to follow in art and design. It’s ultra-cool.

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Catherine Zeta-STOOPID

Tuesday, November 12th, 2002

Don't I make you want to buy mobile phones?Okay, I’m sure most of you have seen the T-Mobile commercials with Catherine Zeta-Jones, right? For those of you who haven’t, basically what happens is that there’s someone in a coffee shop or at the post office, and C Z-J comes in and yells, “FREEZE!” and hands them a T-Mobile phone, thus improving the quality of their life for eons to come. The concept itself is, I think, pretty dumb, but what really bothers me is that when she yells “FREEZE!” then nobody actually freezes!!! People are blinking, moving their heads, jiggling around, and altogether very un-frozen. (Thawed, if you will.) What’s the point? Why yell “FREEZE!” only to have actors who can’t keep themselves from blinking for the 3 seconds the camera is on them?? I DON’T UNDERSTAND.

If it’s any consolation, Catherine Zeta-Jones is married to a decrepit old man. Hee hee.

Edit: Please, people. Here are your precious T-Mobile commercials, including the BOWLING ONE WITH THE REALLY HOT GIRL.


CATHRINE ZETA-JONES IS THE BEST FINEST ACTRESS ASIDE FROM BERRYMORE. CATHEINE'S PROFESSIONAL ACTING GOES GREAT WITH THE LAME MOVING AND TWITCHING. IN THE BOWLING COMMERCIAL THE GUY ON THE DATE AND THE GIRL ARE BOTH HOT. I SPECIALLY LIKE THEIR EYEBROWS. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH THESE COMMERICALS ,ITS JUST THE PERSON WHO LACKS ARTISTIC VALUE. OK SO TO MAKE YOU HAPPY LET THE FUK'N COMPUTER TAKE CARE OF IT, MAKE IT FREEZE IT PROFFESIONALLY; THEN IT CAN TAKE CARE OF YR CHILDREN IN THE FUTURE, YOUE ASS WHIPE, JACK OFF, AND SEX LIFE, PLEASE.... F'K THE COMUTER, IT ROCKS AS IS

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If You Had One Shot…

Sunday, November 10th, 2002

After watching most of our football team’s crushing defeat at the hands of USC, Mariel, Matt, Brendan and I went to check out the new Santana Row shopping area. Much to our hungry disappointment, none of the restaurants were open. It looks nice, though, if not a little pricey for our grad student budgets (i.e. Diesel, Ferragamo, etc.) So we headed over to the Valley Fair mall to find something edible, and ended up eating in the food court there. It may have been my crippling hunger, but I thought my barbecue steak sandwich was pretty darn good. Afterwards, we went to the Mercado and saw 8 mile. It was surprisingly good. It was entertaining and the freestyling was cool, but they did make Eminem, sorry, Jimmy “B Rabbit” Smith, out to be The Thug With The Heart Of Gold, and it seemed to go a little far sometimes. But overall a $7.50 (woohoo student tickets!) well spent. Afterwards, Matt suggested that the four of us have rap battles, and it’s then that two Asian girls freestyle battling two white guys made it to my “Top Ten Saddest Things Ever” list.

Other than that, it’s been a pretty slow, rainy weekend. Mariel and I spent lots at Safeway this morning (4 Capri Suns for $8!!!) and then made some lumpia for dinner later in the week. I don’t have a 242 problem set due on Tuesday, so I’m a bit lost as to what to do while watching Alias. Maybe I’ll try working on our pipelining program for EE282, but probably not.

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Fun With Google

Saturday, November 9th, 2002

One fun thing about having a website is that you can check your referral logs and see how people are reaching your site. Every once in a while, someone reaches your site through a search engine, such as Google. And this where the real fun begins. For example, I wrote a couple days ago about how much I hate the Dell commercial intern. Well, it seems that he and his friends are more popular with the general public than with me. Here are a few searches that have brought people to my little corner of the web:

dell interns
dell interns commercial
new dell intern
dell commercial interns
dell intern commercial
dell interns commercials
intern dell commercial dude
dell commercial girl intern

The fun thing is, now that I’ve written this on my page, even more search engines will take people here. So, sorry folks, I don’t know who the new Dell intern is, but I can name 100 ways I would like to hurt him, if you’d like.

Besides the Dell interns, (there’s another hit!) I seem to mention Christina Aguilera a lot:

christina aguilera skanky ho dirrty
dirrty video
christina aguilera naked
christina aguilera mtv diary picture
aguilera dirrty photos
christina aguilera half naked
christina aguilera mtv diary
christina aguilera naked diary october 19
christina aguilera picture mtv diary
christina aguilera’s tattoo
comments on dirrty video

That last search was apparently by someone looking for critical commentary on the social impact of Ms. Aguilera’s latest effort. That, or he wants somewhere to tell everyone how hot she looks humping 5 women at once.

Other times, I’m not exactly sure what people are looking for:

goiters
cornucopia photos
ghetto kids photos
insane clown posse name generator
celebrity nice ass
cher indian outfit photos
jackass photos of steve o tattoo on his back

However, once in a while, there is a search that clearly should direct people to my page:

coolest site ever

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Oh how I hate youAs luck would have it, the Dell intern I hate seems to be enjoying quite a bit of exposure beyond those Dell commercials. He’s in a new cell phone commercial, and last night, he was on ER as some kid hopped up on crystal meth. However, not wanting to disappoint my ever-faithful insult-slinging IQ-of-a-door Dell-intern-searching readers, and since I am still mind-bogglingly 3rd on the Google search for “dell intern commercials,” here. It’s a damn picture of the stupid Dell intern. Go wallpaper your room with it or something.

Now leave me alone.

Edit 2: See this comment for info about the Dell intern actor.

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Bad Memory and Bad Reviews

Saturday, November 9th, 2002

A couple of weeks ago, I turned on my monitor in the morning and was greeting by a beautiful blue screen, with some sort of message about my BIOS not being ACPI compliant. Naturally, I hit the good ol’ reset button, and when it was doing the memory check, I noticed it was reporting a very random 261MB of memory, when I should have 512. In a mild panic, I ICQed Derek, computer god, and he and his godly friend thought it was most likely bad memory. I was concerned, but since my computer was still working, I decided to ignore it. But a couple of days ago I decided to reboot my computer because it was running slowly, and when it was booting up, it bluescreened again, this time with a completely different message. I tried rebooting a couple more times with no success, so I had to resign to the fact that my memory probably completely died. So I was offline for a couple of days while I had things like midterms to worry about. But this afternoon I tried booting up with one stick of memory at a time, and took out the bad stick. I contacted GamePC.com, and hopefully they’ll send me a replacement, seeing as Crucial‘s website says another 256 MB stick will be $84, which seems awfully high to me.

What a positively boring story. Go Sha.

Have you noticed how incomprehensible movie reviews are becoming? When I read a review, I just want to be told whether or not I should see the movie. But it seems like many reviewers nowadays just use a bunch of big, ambiguous words, so that after a general verdict has been released on the movie, good or bad, the critic can point to his review and say, “I was right!” For example, in MSNBC.com’s review of ’8 mile’, the author writes the following:

“In this urban if not urbane fantasy, the hero takes a bad beating, gets up and goes to work, interrupts work to wow everyone at the hip-hop club, then returns to work after a verbal outlay that would have put even Winston Churchill in bed for days.
Young viewers crave such daydreams. They can root for Eminem like they did for Travolta in “Saturday Night Fever.” The rapper has them wrapped up.”

“Winston Churchill”? Do I need to study history before I can see this film? “The rapper has them wrapped up”? Is that a good thing or should I be worried that Eminem is waiting outside my door with tissue paper and ribbon?

Or am I just slow? Don’t answer that.

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Grill Away the Fat!

Thursday, November 7th, 2002

Just a quick entry before I get back to studying for my 242 midterm tonight.

First, some good news: my dad sent me a George Foreman grill! Ignoring the fact that I think this is the one that my sister didn’t want, this is quite exciting. We haven’t tried it out yet, but we will soon. Does the fact that I’m this excited about the Lean Mean Grilling Machine make me a sad, sad Grad Student? I didn’t think so.

Another pleasant surprise was that I did pretty well on my EE282 midterm, which is good because I decided not to take it pass/fail.

Finally, as if New Mexico didn’t have a bad enough rep already, a couple visiting New York from Santa Fe had to go and get bubonic plague. Apparently half of all bubonic plague cases occur in New Mexico. While I have never come down with the disease, there was a time on one of our Academy camping trips where they showed us a dead mountain lion that was later determined to have died of the plague. We got a letter a few weeks later telling us to go to the emergency room if we came down with flu-like symptoms. Good times.

Oh, and one more thing, just for Buddy: Buddy Buddy Buddy Buddy Buddy Buddy Buddy Buddy Buddy Buddy. There — I mentioned your name 11 times.

For everyone else, sign the guestbook. I know you’re out there — I see you in the access logs! You can’t hide from me!!!

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