Posts from November, 2009

Loneliness is a Bitch

He is the co-founder of the dreaded myspace thingie, but there is more.
When someone signed up for an account on the social network, they would already have a friend: Tom. I guess it was supposed to be a way to make new users not feel awash on a deserted island after setting up their account.

Don’t buy into that!

Tom Anderson only wanted to be popular on a social network. Any social network.
Since he failed on all the others, he decided to build his own!
He now has around 270 million friends!

Yes, that is how lonely some people can get.

Posted on the 26th of November, 2009 | 7 Arrogant Comments

Cheating is

Cheating is whatever you are doing with someone else that you would not want your lover to see.

I just thought I’d remind you of what I just remembered.

Posted on the 24th of November, 2009 | 15 Remarcable Comments

Sheer Curiosity

I just cannot get this out of my head:

Every political campaign in this election is an anti-campaign. Everyone’s mocking, bashing, dissing the current president. Nobody’s making promises.

All the parties agreed upon a prime-minister to replace the current one. EVERYONE agreed without a fight! That is something you should never see in a democracy.

Nobody’s been able to tell me why they all have such hate. And I’ve been asking, you know?

The question is:
What the hell did this Basescu do to tick off every politician? Because if they’re so desperate to take him down, it means what he did is bad for them. Which means it’s good for us, the lay-men.

disclaimer: I don’t give a fuck about any of the candidates. I just find this funny.

Posted on the 20th of November, 2009 | 2 Smart Comments

Passion

We are defined by our habits. It’s that simple.
I like to engage in a lot of activities. And, even though I tend to keep then disjoint, they all intertwine. Quite nicely at that. Still, I don’t do too much, too many, for too long, at least not more than the average bloke at twenty-three.

Whatever I do, though, I put my whole being into it. All of the passion and angst I can muster, all of the sweat, the tears, the blood.
When I play guitar, I do so with my whole body, and my mind just takes a nap, swept away by the gentle wave of warm reverberations. Sometimes, my hair flies off as my mind travels through all the mistakes I’ve made, as I bash the drop D string as hard and as fast as I can. Sometimes, I’ll just fiddle with a cool, eerie effect that Theo came up with for half an hour, just because I like how it tickles my nipples.

Yes, I sometimes code for 20 hours at a time. I just do that. Doesn’t matter if I get paid or not. If I feel I’m directing a symphony of brackets and semicolons, just let me enjoy the music, the scenery that my dark color scheme provides and let me worry about getting sleep or getting laid when I’m done. There’s always time for that.

I sometimes teach. Doesn’t matter how many attend my course. All I hope for is that someone will take home a little bit of the spark I carry with me. Just like I did, back in college from Cipri Crăciun, Adi Crăciun and Lucian Cucu. I sometimes get lost in the words and the running over from computer to computer, yes, but I do hope that you’ll get the drive to try to solve things. The rest will just follow.

When I bang, I dive in head-first. I do love your skin, your smell, your taste, your neck, your hips, your thighs. And it’s all about you and me. If I’m ready to curl up and melt down together with you, please don’t think you’re fat. Please don’t think I’d rather be with someone else, or somewhere else. You’d just be stupid.

At any point in time, there’s no other place I’d rather be. No other person I’d rather be seeing. No other thing I’d like to do. That would not make sense. You think I’m slaving away at work? No! I’m just doing my best to be better. You think I’m wasting time mowing the lawn? No! I’m just turning it into a sexy dance. You think I’ll always choose her over you? No! How come you got to tell me that over a pint of beer?

You think I’m itching to leave Romania? No! I just hope to learn how to make it better. Not it, but you.

I don’t care who you are, but if you’re reading this, you’ve seen me burn with passion at least once. Whether it was drinking, dancing, sexing, typing, running, laughing, losing, winning, hiking or even sleeping. Doesn’t matter.

Thank you.

Posted on the 15th of November, 2009 | 15 Intelligent Comments

#lunilazece2012

So, we’re having a movie night. Monday night, at ten. We’ll be seeing 2012 at Cinema City( Iulius Mall )

I’ve booked 14 19 20 seats for the show, but there is room for anyone who wants to come. People that have RSVP`d so far:

Me +1, obviously
Jimmy +5(!)
Dora + crinutza
Raka +1
Adi Eblog
Clawd
Camytzi
Nebuloasa + Raul
Richie
Dan
UOvidiu +1
Ovi Sîrb + Corina
Anda +1(ily)
Paul +1(Dani)

Edit: made additional 5 seat reservation.

Edit: we’re now 20 on 19 seats. I’ve already made three reservations… anyone else?

You can RSVP here, by commenting, or via twitter, using the #lunilazece2012 hash tag. Edit: we’re already overbooked!

Edit: Jimmy decided to go with his own gang some other time. Sorry about the mess.

We’re meeting at CinemaCity at 21:20

Well, thank you, one and all, for coming.

Posted on the 12th of November, 2009 | 17 Mouth-watering Comments

How Software Gets Done

Today, we saw the release of the PocketFox logo. We’re all anxiously waiting for this mobile version of Firefox. We’ve actually been waiting too long. And that’s a problem.

It seems to be taking forever. This means that the developers are busy polishing the product, getting it up to 99%. It will probably be released then, almost bug-free. But what are we to do in the meantime? Ever heard of Release Early, Release Often? The sooner you get your product out to the masses, the sooner it’s used, the sooner you get feedback on it, the sooner you can focus on the 20% of the functionality that will please 80% of the users.

Worse is better, kinda like less is more, is a model that holds in this fast changing world. We are already used to bugs, aren’t we? We don’t care. We just want those nifty features. That’s why Opera has taken the browser market by storm. They’re pushing Beta’s to users. And we love it because we get to play with the new toys, not to mention have a say in the final product through our feedback.

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When you’re taking forever planning the perfect first kiss, you’re missing the point. The point is that it’s supposed to be a kiss that you’ll enjoy. It does not have to be one to tell you grandkids about. You’ll have plenty of other stories to tell them.

In life, like in software, too much planning and polishing hurts. It’s quite rare that someone discovers a gem of an idea, spends years turning it into reality and being a total hit.

The things we use most today, all started as rough products, that were then blessed by progressive improvement. Twitter, facebook, youtube, yahoo, gmail, telephones, TV, pens, paper, houses, clothes.

It’s through progressive improvement that relationships will grow. The first step is to plant a seed, take some action, make a choice!

The rest will follow.

Posted on the 9th of November, 2009 | 2 Brilliant Comments

So You Want Respect, EH?

We all need respect. When we’re teenagers, we want our parents to respect us. Then, when we’re a bit older, our peers. Maybe our teachers, who want our respect themselves.

I think respect is one of the most desired things on this Earth. Yet, so few people actually have it.

The main reason is that a lot of fuckers demand respect. From teachers to bosses to politicians to parents to spouses to lesser lovers to garbage men. You cannot do this. It simply does not work like this.
Also, there are a lot of boys and girls going to sleep at night, spooning with their covers, just wishing they’d have some respect.

The first thing you need to do in order to gain respect is to not ask for it. You shouldn’t even wish it. That’s because respect is earned, not given. You should just be yourself, act the way you feel you should and others will respect you. Or they won’t. Or the ones you were hoping to respect you won’t while others will. Or the other way around. In any case, it’s none of your business, but the respect you will earn, you’ll earn the right way, and it will truly be respect.

When demanding respect, the best thing you’ll get is fear. And fear, my dear friend, is not respect. False respect at best is what it is. Adoration, that too is not respect. Then you might also get hate, get rejected. That too is not what you’re after. The only reason you’re getting that and not the respect you were after is because you tried the wrong way, imposing it as a condition.

You simply cannot force a person to feel something in particular. You may guide them, but in the end, it’s all up to them to do the feeling.

Now replace respect with love.
Yes, that’s why you’re not getting any of the good stuff!

Posted on the 8th of November, 2009 | 18 Coarse Comments

… and Getting Back

’cause I’ve been giving for a while now.

That’s not to say I feel cheated, or that I’ll stop giving. But I have been missing the point.
You might realize that all the good you do, you do for two reasons: to actually do something good and to make yourself feel better. It’s the stroke you get from being helpful, from the thought that you’ve made someone’s life better, from feeling like you made a difference.

So, you could say that selflessness is selfish at its core.

For me it was all the more selfish, since I did not like others helping me, or giving me something in return for a good deed of mine. If you just thought ‘money,’ you have issues. This has nothing to do with money. It’s about giving and letting others to give back.

When you don’t let others return your favor, they will — at some level — feel like they owe you. Not to mention that you’ve given yourself a stroke, but denied them their own. Obviously, not every favor can be returned, and some good deeds are done just for the sake of doing them. I’m talking about the cases when there are no hidden agendas, when two people share actual feelings in doing something that is not retched.

Now it’s all that better for me. I still get to be useful, and help people out however I can. Just that now, not denying their giving back, I get to see even more joy in their eyes.

Posted on the 4th of November, 2009 | 3 Extraordinary Comments