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I started with Livejournal, then moved on to Blogger. While I have updated neither in some days, you can look at http://insufferablejake.blogspot.com for some more recent entries. The livejournal exists (for the nonce) as a place holder to be able to conveniently read other lj blogs. |
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May. 25th, 2005 @ 11:43 pm
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English Genius
You scored 100% Beginner, 100% Intermediate, 93% Advanced, and 80% Expert! |
You did so extremely well, even I can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go!
Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!
For the complete Answer Key, visit my blog: http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/.
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This test tracked 4 variables. How the score compared to the other people's: | Higher than 67% on Beginner | | Higher than 62% on Intermediate | | Higher than 53% on Advanced | | Higher than 76% on Expert |
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May. 25th, 2005 @ 12:18 am
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Love thy neighbor as thyself, but choose your neighborhood. -- Louise Beal |
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May. 22nd, 2005 @ 12:17 pm
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 | You scored as Postmodernist. Postmodernism is the belief in complete open interpretation. You see the universe as a collection of information with varying ways of putting it together. There is no absolute truth for you; even the most hardened facts are open to interpretation. Meaning relies on context and even the language you use to describe things should be subject to analysis.
Postmodernist | | 88% | Existentialist | | 81% | Materialist | | 50% | Modernist | | 38% | Cultural Creative | | 38% | Idealist | | 25% | Fundamentalist | | 25% | Romanticist | | 6% | </td>
What is Your World View? (corrected...again) created with QuizFarm.com |
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Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Carpe Diem !
carpe diem : Latin for "seize the day," a common motif in lyric verse throughout the history of poetry, with the emphasis on making the most of current pleasures because life is short and time is flying.
I like this. Very bohemian.
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".... i am just a teenage dirtbag baby ... .....listen to iron maiden baby with me, ooh"
Nostalgic.
May. 16th, 2005 @ 11:49 am
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| » Musings |
Inspiration comes at the oddest of places and moments. It might be when I am navigating the chaos that is Bangalore traffic or when I am on the pot. Frustration later. More specifically when I pen down my thoughts and they dont look as grand as they did in my head. I am sure they were grand. Ahem! But to convey that grandeur to you, the reader, ah that is an art. This blog at blogger, will be an attempt to (hopefully) become an artist. And hopefully get that booker. While I am there, I would also love some pictures of pigs that fly.
So Jakespeak-Musings will be a listing of my attempts at writing poetry, or free verse, or whatever. Welcome.
May. 6th, 2005 @ 12:07 am
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| » The saga. |
A friend and I were debating, no, arguing about this topic. A pet peeve. This pet gets very abused and torn about as arguments, inferences and observations are tossed about. Back and forth. It has been going for a while now, and we havent reached any conclusion. Nor do i think there is hope for a conclusion, ever, unless one of us alters his way of thinking. Fundamental ways.
Born out of these battles (?) was this short snippet.
And so there they stood. Facing each other, friends, across a fence. They didnt have any guns drawn, nor were their faces contorted in anger. It certainly did not ook like either pitied the other. niether had the comfort of ignoring the other as just another deluded fool. And yet there they were on either side of the fence.
Pure bewilderement written on both faces ...
May. 5th, 2005 @ 04:51 pm
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Google Web Accelerator (GWA) is client software along with a plug-in (about 1.4MB) that's installed on your computer. It's only available for Windows (Win XP or Win 2000 SP3+) and works with Internet Explorer or Firefox. According to Google's Marissa Mayer, this is the first product that she knows of that's built and optimized for broadband web users. She added that dial-up users are also welcome to use the software.
May. 5th, 2005 @ 01:13 pm
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Your #1 Match: ENTP
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The Visionary
You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression. You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything. Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off. You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments.
You would make a great entrpreneur, marketing executive, or actor. |
May. 4th, 2005 @ 11:06 am
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| » Haiku error |
"A crash reduces your expensive computer to a simple stone." ~
"There is a chasm of carbon and silicon the software can't bridge" ~
"Serious error. All shortcuts have disappeared. Screen. Mind. Both are blank." ~
"No keyboard present Hit F1 to continue Zen engineering?" ~
Impressed ? So was I. Boy was I. More here --> http://archive.salon.com/21st/chal/1998/02/10chal3.html
May. 3rd, 2005 @ 10:38 pm
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This is fascinating. A cut and paste from this place http://www.cbc.ca/quirks/archives/04-05/apr02.html#1
Imagine being blind for 25 years, and suddenly being able to see again - using your ears. It sounds impossible, but that's exactly what happened to Pat Fletcher. For the past few years, she's been experimenting with a revolutionary new technology that allows her to see through sound ....translates visual images into soundscapes, Pat's brain is able to translate those sounds back into images.
May. 1st, 2005 @ 02:35 pm
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| » On fighting |
I found this at http://gangstories.com . Absolutely fascinating.
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Ernest Hemingway got at something like this when he said he never trusted marksmen on a big-game hunt. He understood shooting a target is fundamentally different from putting a slug in a charging rhino. Sure, target shooters are technically refined. But they never learn to manage the fear.
It’s the same with someone doing “kick boxing” three nights a week at a health club and thinking that’s self-defense. Kicking a bag and punching a personal trainer are fundamentally different from getting in a tangle with a guy who wants to fuck your head up so bad you’ll be afraid to tell the story later.
Hemingway wrote: “cowardice . . . is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend the functioning of the imagination.” Fighting is traumatic, and good fighting requires the ability to suspend the functioning of one’s imagination about it. Guys that get scared are the ones who think too much, worried about getting hurt, police, or getting shot later.
The best scappers are existentialists to the core, living for right now, or are the boneheads who are unable to grasp abstract future consequences. Whatever the case, all that matters in a solid fight performance is doing damage to the guy in front of you.
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Apr. 30th, 2005 @ 04:47 pm
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Who them blokes ? These be the three blokes who won the VM team logo contest. Ref previous post.
So these three head to Gangarams in search of food for thought. After much deliberation and pointless wandering around the bookstore, they decide to pool all their coupons and go in for 3 books, something that all could read.
Oh and the lads were against any suggestions of books that mere mortals would read (such as PG Wodehouse). Pleasing the gods of Geekdom was apparently on the agenda this week. So the three that they finally decided on :
# Bertrand Russell on Religon ( have read some of his essays. excellent chap, writes well ) # Bertrand Russell's Principles of Mathematics ( ahem! heavy stuff, but hopefully a good read ) # The Mind's I : Fantasies and Reflections on Self and Soul by Douglas Hofstadter
Apr. 30th, 2005 @ 12:30 am
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Mon ami. I like interesting stuff. especially if the person writng that stuff does it well. good writing is transparent, that is, the writing is transparent, and so does not mar what the author wants to say. And on a different note, it always suprises me, to be reminded that the internet is so huge. The world wide web.boy did they get that right, its WIDE. And this wide vast place is filled lots of interesting stuff.Heres one such --> http://gangstories.com/index.php?s=about
This blog is by a homi from the hood. The real hood, filled with guns,drugs and killings.
Update : here's another site i found. Some brilliant shit in here holmes --> http://www.gangstyle.com/gangs_art_and_life.php
Apr. 28th, 2005 @ 10:53 pm
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We had a contest. The idea was to design a team logo ( team being 'virtual memory') The winner takes home book coupons worth 1.5k. Cool eh ?
I won.
Cooler you say ? Not so. There is apparently more creativity in the team than was expected. Three entries tied for the first place, all got an equal number of votes. And this after all sorts of shenanigans such as multiple votes per person, weighted votes, two rounds of voting and what not. So I have to share the prize with two other chaps. Oh well.
Here are the winners, at my photoblog. The post titled team logo 1 is my entry.
Apr. 28th, 2005 @ 11:27 am
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James Simmons wrote: > Crap can work. Given enough thrust pigs will fly, but it's not necessary a good idea. >
Watch the attributions.
With sufficient thrust, pigs fly just fine. However, this is not necessarily a good idea. It is hard to be sure where they are going to land, and it could be dangerous sitting under them as they fly overhead. From RFC1925, R Callon, 1996.
- Al Viro on linux-kernel
Apr. 27th, 2005 @ 03:34 pm
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To write a sonnet you must ruthlessly strip down your words to naked, willing flesh. Then bind them to a metaphor or three, and take by force a satisfying mesh. Arrange them to your will, each foot in place. You are the master here, and they the slaves. Now whip them to maintain a constant pace and rhythm as they stand in even staves. A word that strikes no pleasure? Cast it out! What use are words that drive not to the heart? A lazy phrase? Discard it, shrug off doubt, and choose more docile words to take its part. A well-trained sonnet lives to entertain, by making love directly to the brain.
Apr. 27th, 2005 @ 02:56 pm
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Insanity comes calling, Among all the things that are broken and falling. Throwing the towel in seems easy, Braving the chaos not so.
Apr. 26th, 2005 @ 12:28 pm
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All day long I stare at words, All day long I dream of words, All of the day is gone, Another day is gone.
Poetry, attempted. Ahem.
Apr. 25th, 2005 @ 05:50 pm
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The power of accurate observation is commonly called cynicism by those who have not got it. --George Bernard Shaw
That, ladies and gentlemen is the quote of the day.
Apr. 25th, 2005 @ 05:34 pm
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| » Dont search, stumble. |
There is this really neat extension for Firefox called 'Stumble upon'. Stumble has lists of sites, in various categories, recommended by people. Installing stumble and clicking the 'stumble!' button loads up a random web site. It is a great way to find new (and get hooked to ) sites. Furthermore stumble lets you review each site you visit and upload new ones you have found. Quite addictive really.
Here are a few good ones, I stumbled upon :
# http://shes.aflightrisk.org/ - Lovely blog. Very creative. Though it looks like the main theme of the blog is a hoax. Who cares ? The writings good and its an interesting read.
# http://www.brokentype.com/blog/ - cool blog.
# http://www.numinal.com/meme/ - Memes.
God stumbles, you should too
Apr. 25th, 2005 @ 02:58 pm
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http://www.googletutor.com/
Heh! amazing what is out there. screwing around on the web is so much fun :-)
Apr. 25th, 2005 @ 12:49 am
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Hello people, I now have a photblog at http://360.yahoo.com/k_jagadeesan . Please, comments, cribs and declarations of absolute adoration are welcome.
Apr. 25th, 2005 @ 12:21 am
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What be-gannet all was the love of a bank lark named Albert Ross, for a gull whose tastes were too eggs-pensive for his poultry wages. She was his starling, his swan and only dove. Aviary night, this chick had a quail of a time at the local casino and, with a few wings driving heron, she quickly frittered away his little nest-egg. With no money left, she threatened to auk out of his life and never re-tern. Desperate to keep his only dove, our little bank lark cooked the rooks at work, though he knew it was ill-eagle. The next jay, a surprise chick was made on the accounts and Albert was arrested for robin the bank. The life of a jailbird was hard and, in his lonely shell, Albert became very bittern. His heart was filled with egret and driven beyond the linnet, he simply lost the quill to live and, in a few beaks' time, was as dead as a dodo.
Apr. 23rd, 2005 @ 10:52 am
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Ask not for whom the telephone bell tolls... if thou art in the bathtub, it tolls for thee.
Apr. 21st, 2005 @ 04:21 pm
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Never give all the heart, for love Will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seem Certain, and they never dream That it fades out from kiss to kiss; For everything that's lovely is But a brief, dreamy. Kind delight. O never give the heart outright, For they, for all smooth lips can say, Have given their hearts up to the play. And who could play it well enough If deaf and dumb and blind with love? He that made this knows all the cost, For he gave all his heart and lost.
- William Butler Yeats
Apr. 21st, 2005 @ 11:20 am
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Thats life. What's life? A magazine. How much does it cost? Two-fifty. I only have a dollar. That's life.
Apr. 20th, 2005 @ 03:34 pm
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