As I’m writing this, it’s Friday evening, quarter to seven.
You do know the number one excuse for a web developer to slack off; don’t you?
It’s uploading!
My last task for today is to upload 1.1GB worth of video files on a 64KB stream. Now that equates to, oh, five hours. Should this go into my overtime? I think it should. That means we, as a company can charge double for the time spent.
This means that today, one kilobyte costs $0.002
Obviously, I did not include the ISP cost, as that would be demeaning.
Next time I come up with a quote for a project, I’ll take this into account.
Posted on the 31st of July, 2009 |
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But what can I change?
Romania is a beautiful country, sometimes. There are many things wrong with it, but then all the nations of this world have their own issues. Some look to great leaders to solve them, others go on strike every fortnight, others cannot even admit they have a problem. We, the Romanian people, keep complaining about our problems. We know we have them, some of us even claim to know exactly what they are.
What’s more, some even give out solutions to the problems. The problem with that is, there’s no one solution to rule them all. No one solution that will fix the other issues indirectly. But that’s always the way they’re presented. Since the people that propose these issues have no real authority, just too much time to think, these ideas — which are not always bad — never get implemented. Again, because they’re not seen as the biggest problem, or greatest solution.
I don’t have any solutions, me. I do have an idea though. Rather than trying to find the one big problem and its solution that will magically make things better, we could try to solve as many of the other, seemingly unimportant, problems as we can. Also, solving the big one first will be hard, as it’s probably tied to all the lesser ones. Solving the little ones first will be easier and, since they are all tied together, solving issues will, or might, get increasingly easy after we knock down a few.
And no, I don’t know where to start, and I don’t care. And no, I’m no expert on this issue, obviously.
But I’m willing to aid you if you have a good idea.
Posted on the 25th of July, 2009 |
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Last night, I did something I had not done in years.
I willingly attended the local Beer Fest. Things have definitely changed since the last time I went there.
For one thing, if you order more than two mugs of beer, you get a free carton to carry them in. I thought this was something that should have been invented and used ten years ago ( when I attended my first Beer Fest without my folks )
Another thing that’s changed is the number of hillbillies that attend. Last night, I did not see as many drunkards. Maybe it was because I didn’t mingle that much too. Granted, there was one couple of drunkards that stood out. They were really old, say around 50, and looked really poor. I noticed them because they were right next to me at one point, and because the woman’s face was all black and blue. In spite of her not being able to blink, the two seemed quite in love, in their own special way.
Another thing that’s changed is the reason for my being there. I used to go for the music. Over the years, both I and the music have changed. A lot. So it’s only natural that music alone could not bring me there anymore. No. This year, it was for the people. Beautiful, troubled, open and humane people.
So, thank you Ovi, Raka, Tomata plus one, Richie, Tudor, Bloodie, Rob the blogless and Bloo — nice to finally meet you, by the way.
A special thanks goes out to Owen, his wife and father in law, who joined us in a couple of Irish drinking songs, and spoke really proper English to me.
We’ll be doing this again tonight, so join us if you will. We’ll be the loud, happy bunch.
Posted on the 18th of July, 2009 |
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All you ladies, stop reading this now. Thanks.
Now, isn’t it great being a guy?
We don’t get on our period, we never feel like this, we can enjoy beer properly, we can stay online totally naked, man and nobody will care, we can safely walk the streets at night… I can go on forever, you know.
Tonight, after being stood up in a nice and politically correct way, I just hung out in aether. After the first beer I bought, I met this guy, who is a cop. We later pulled up some chairs at a seemingly vacant table and talked for the rest of the evening.
The best part? I don’t even know his name. I don’t even remember where I know the dude from. I don’t think he remembers any of this about me either. Girls can’t do this stuff. Girls start off with each other’s names. Not knowing that essential detail means they cannot have a real conversation. You should see how eerie a conversation between two girls that don’t know each other goes.
So, in essence, us guys have it great because no only can we appreciate beer to its full value, we can also appreciate other people ( dudes, preferably ) regardless of unimportant details.
And if you’re a girl and you read this, there’s hope for you yet.
Posted on the 15th of July, 2009 |
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I’ve seen a lot of rules on how to use twitter recently.
I though I’d join in. The problem is, I don’t see how I’d have the authority to tell you how or whether to use twitter.
But I do have one guideline I’m quite fond of:
Follow a person because you like what they say, not because you like or know them. Use Facebook for that.
Or better yet, try using a good ol’ fashioned beer and chat-about.
Seriously, twitter is a great toy, but toys don’t come with a web of rules. Twitter is a great tool, but tools come with instructions on how to make them work for you, not the other way around.
So, if you’re already using twitter, you’re doing it right. And if you’re not, your social life is probably more animated than mine.
Posted on the 14th of July, 2009 |
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And what do you know?
You! Do you know what it’s like to starve? Do you know what it’s like to see your mother’s shame in her eyes? Do you know what it’s like to not afford to take a shower?
I’ve gotten tired of standing up to people like you. I’ve gotten tired of my own stories as well.
I also think that this has nothing to do with my person and has little or no relevance in the process of getting to know me.
So you can have your fun and say pretty much whatever you want. You wholly own your opinion about me, and I will not try to sway you. That’s none of my business, nor is it important to me.
So I’ll just smile and look stupid until you ask me a real question.
But I still like you.
Posted on the 13th of July, 2009 |
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Here’s my theory, feel free to smash it to bits.
Everyone strives, at some level, to be unique. So the more you try to set yourself apart from the rest of the bunch, the more you become one with said pack.
The thing is, we are already unique. We all have beautiful minds, each worth exploring. And we all have our own thoughts, each one of them being ours. Naturally, we all have a lot in common, and we are all alike to some extent, but that’s not the part we’re talking about.
The thing is, you will not become unique, or any more unique — if you’ll let me get away with that phrasing — if you dye your hair pink, or wear high heels in winter, or pierce your tits or the tip of your cock. Rather than trying to change stuff that does not matter anyway, try focusing on others, and how you make their lives better.
So, the less you do trying to become unique, the better your chances are at staying that way.
Of course, you’ll still be part of the group of unique people and nothing can set you aside from that one.
Bummer, eh?
Posted on the 11th of July, 2009 |
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