Montag, 8. Dezember 2008
Samstag, 19. April 2008
The Truth!
Folks, sorry to get back to you so late. But where I was, there was a BIG problem:
The Internet dried up.
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Samstag, 8. März 2008
Montag, 25. Februar 2008
Life is the process which gives Entropy a new name...
Sort of. Or don't you remember your mother always telling you "go and clean up your room" which nearly automatically triggered the "but mum, ...." defence-line.
Most of the times, I have to admit now, and seeing it with my own boy: Moms have a very high proficiency of Pragmatic Entropy Estimation - as soon as the threshold is reached, the inrefutable fight with the second law of thermodynamics has to begin. They just can not help it. Fulstop.
And very right so. Although my attourney would argue, that I had a very small room with a foldable bed (folding up along the narrow side) - which left not a lot of room to play when it was down. So it would not matter, what was on the floor - it was invisible in the evening - thus inexistant. In the course of years I thus became a master in the art of building my lego worlds with the bed up, so that I would still be able to step, while moving it down. The tricky part was not to get any pieces underneath the metal feet - or they were terminally doomed.
Then after moving out, I practiced and achieved quiet a proficiency of building analogue and digital swap files: Basements of friends with boxes, attics of the family full of suitcases & bags, also garages were nice to store the treasures hunted on long quests for the old and forsaken.
This could have gone on forever, I should have lived merrily since, BUT:
My dear administrator told me today to "go and clean up your home directory" :
"In future you will only be allowed 1 GB, I expect you to do something and reach < 40 GB by 3rd of March, and currently you have 74 GB".
OUTCH! This really does hurt.
It is ok, that I should clean up - since 2 Siemens Lifebook HDs crashed on me in consecutive years, just before final milestones, I - always short in spare time at work - just shuffle the main folders over the fence to the server. And stuff really starts to pile up ;-)
If you are working for a modern TIMES company, I would have expected:
a) a decent central backup facility, and the admin forcing me at gunpoint, not only to encrypt, but also to backup my bloody laptop (thinkpad, that is, no problems at all since I switched from Siemens - and that is nearly 2 years ago now. "Quite good for an Windows system" the mac user says.)
b) sufficient online disk space to backup all my important project and administrative files of my laptop, not just my phone!!!!!
*left fist in the air* Free online terrabytes to the people!!!
I say.
Most of the times, I have to admit now, and seeing it with my own boy: Moms have a very high proficiency of Pragmatic Entropy Estimation - as soon as the threshold is reached, the inrefutable fight with the second law of thermodynamics has to begin. They just can not help it. Fulstop.
And very right so. Although my attourney would argue, that I had a very small room with a foldable bed (folding up along the narrow side) - which left not a lot of room to play when it was down. So it would not matter, what was on the floor - it was invisible in the evening - thus inexistant. In the course of years I thus became a master in the art of building my lego worlds with the bed up, so that I would still be able to step, while moving it down. The tricky part was not to get any pieces underneath the metal feet - or they were terminally doomed.
Then after moving out, I practiced and achieved quiet a proficiency of building analogue and digital swap files: Basements of friends with boxes, attics of the family full of suitcases & bags, also garages were nice to store the treasures hunted on long quests for the old and forsaken.
This could have gone on forever, I should have lived merrily since, BUT:
My dear administrator told me today to "go and clean up your home directory" :
"In future you will only be allowed 1 GB, I expect you to do something and reach < 40 GB by 3rd of March, and currently you have 74 GB".
OUTCH! This really does hurt.
It is ok, that I should clean up - since 2 Siemens Lifebook HDs crashed on me in consecutive years, just before final milestones, I - always short in spare time at work - just shuffle the main folders over the fence to the server. And stuff really starts to pile up ;-)
If you are working for a modern TIMES company, I would have expected:
a) a decent central backup facility, and the admin forcing me at gunpoint, not only to encrypt, but also to backup my bloody laptop (thinkpad, that is, no problems at all since I switched from Siemens - and that is nearly 2 years ago now. "Quite good for an Windows system" the mac user says.)
b) sufficient online disk space to backup all my important project and administrative files of my laptop, not just my phone!!!!!
*left fist in the air* Free online terrabytes to the people!!!
I say.
Samstag, 23. Februar 2008
Touche! I WANT One!!
Chapeu, dear Mr. Guy Négre!
To all the guys & girls not wanting to give up driving around, but who are no more willing to pump tremendous amounts of CO2 into the atmosphere. Be patient: In 2 years time there will be a disruptive solution available: There will be cars, which do not run on oil or electricity but on compressed air!
THIS IS NOT A JOKE!!
For more information:
- in English
- in German
Good news keep on rollin' !
Obsession
When consumption of goods is aestheticised and product qualities are ascribed to onesself through their use: May it then be true, that for some folks today the true katechism is the product catalogue of a praised supplier?
And if so - who should blame them - and why; be it still freedom of religion and choice.
And if so - who should blame them - and why; be it still freedom of religion and choice.
Sonntag, 20. Januar 2008
For behold, there is only one thing greater!
When you want to buy things, what is important for you?
Which of the product properties do you consider to be valuable, worth to base your purchasing decision upon: Brand, price, look, material, "featurissimo", perceived (ascribed) quality, feel of use, choice of material, sustainability, energy efficiency, design, the looks, the form, the lines, the corners, how different materials are matched, how the transitions are being dealt with, the pragmatics of the ergonomy of application, does it - while applied by your body - work the way it should, feel the flow, imagine repetitions for years, what flavor does it have, how does it taste & smell how does it trigger your hormonies & emotions, does the object turn you on erotically, make you horny and want to touch it, over and over again, does it allign with the energy paths of your cocoon, your shell, do the lucky dragons come in freely to bring you wealth and prosperity, or does it lock out the good and keep the not so good dragons in, will it protect you from MKULTRA, Alienabduction, President Bush or vampirism?
Fetishism. Yes, you might call it so. But also pragmatism. I would have never thought so, but if you want to see, how my ideal kitchen would look like, here you are, have a good look:
Real PORN!
Come on, turn around ...
YEAH!
For the black work surface I would not want anything else but granite.
But why is there no big 30 inch iMac Touchscreen Monitor to be seen anywhere?
Which of the product properties do you consider to be valuable, worth to base your purchasing decision upon: Brand, price, look, material, "featurissimo", perceived (ascribed) quality, feel of use, choice of material, sustainability, energy efficiency, design, the looks, the form, the lines, the corners, how different materials are matched, how the transitions are being dealt with, the pragmatics of the ergonomy of application, does it - while applied by your body - work the way it should, feel the flow, imagine repetitions for years, what flavor does it have, how does it taste & smell how does it trigger your hormonies & emotions, does the object turn you on erotically, make you horny and want to touch it, over and over again, does it allign with the energy paths of your cocoon, your shell, do the lucky dragons come in freely to bring you wealth and prosperity, or does it lock out the good and keep the not so good dragons in, will it protect you from MKULTRA, Alienabduction, President Bush or vampirism?
Fetishism. Yes, you might call it so. But also pragmatism. I would have never thought so, but if you want to see, how my ideal kitchen would look like, here you are, have a good look:
Real PORN!
Come on, turn around ...
YEAH!For the black work surface I would not want anything else but granite.
But why is there no big 30 inch iMac Touchscreen Monitor to be seen anywhere?
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