Pandemonium and Soliloquy

Good morning, afternoon or evening

2006-05-31T01:50:00.000+10:00

Reader.

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Malt.

2006-05-03T00:25:00.000+10:00

Yesterday quite late at night as i adjusted my keyboard, a malteser rolled along the desk and gave me quite a fright - thought it was some weird bug.

Also, getting out of the shower, I had this random sketch appear in my head about some guy dressed like a vampire - maybe he was - sitting all alone in a somber castle but with a party hat and an empty table. He asks his servant why none of the guests have shown up for his birthday - again. Cut to invitation "Join me in my in Impenetrable castle to celebrate another year of afterlife." Optional cut to partgoers unsuccessfully attempting to breach castle walls in humerous manner.

Long time, no blog, bad advertising.

2006-04-23T01:33:00.000+10:00

Today in a random clothing store chain window, saw a poster of a guy wearing an outfit from the store. Sort of a conservative, somewhat bland but not entirely unpleasant looking jumper of sorts. The caption read:

"If he loves you, he'll wear whatever you give him."

The ad seemed oddly happy to insinuate the apparent unpopularity of the clothing. What the?

Anonymous Java Angst

2005-11-15T22:40:00.000+11:00

"Error: applet not inited."
I am not usually an emotional person, but by late this afternoon there had been an overflow of tears. I think its all just fundamentally incompatible. It is just so insecure, not that I care, but it just won't do anything, its permanently inactive. And it can't see that it is the problem. And it is so private. I tried calling like a hundred times but it won't answer unless I call it from the home directory. I think it isn't quite set on its path yet.

It uses so many resources like nothing else might need them, and gets bloated.

- Anonymous, on espousing the release of Java programming related angst in blog form

Things

2005-10-27T01:06:00.000+10:00

Optimising assembly level code can be quite relaxing when there are other more important things to be done.

Currently listening to: "The Laws Have Changed" by The New Pornographers.
It's brilliant.

Late night project completion

2005-10-24T02:19:00.000+10:00

sucks. :|

but at least its a good excuse to eat 3 waffles and 6 coconut slice biscuits.
hmm, i think i may go get myself another waffle.

excuse me...

Yet More Pictures... (talk like a pirate day)

2005-10-12T17:18:00.000+10:00

Left : Pirates. Somewhere.

Right : Me and Tim. Pirates of some variety.

Totally Nonchalant...

2005-10-11T23:07:00.000+10:00

(Mel, Me, Michelle).

I assure you the look I was going for was "bemused" but it came out as somewhere between mildly interested, and bored, which I assure you I was not.

There is another photo in the same series (of 2) where I'm actually smiling! Mel uses the word "Pimp" to describe the photo, located on her blog.

Random Photo 1

2005-10-11T22:57:00.000+10:00

Holy crap Luc looks tall!

Ravings of a sleepy man.

2005-10-07T00:10:00.000+10:00

Social monotony derived from excessively formulaic interactions
can be a tad irksome at times. One thing ordinary social
interactions really lack is widespread absurdity.

The problem with being absurd is that if everyone is absurd all
of the time, it is hard to decide what is absurd, and what
is normal. Except in the case of many people genuinely trying
hard to be serious.

Very mild neurosis can at times make for such interesting perceptions of reality.
I wouldn't mind a parallel personailty to talk to, but in an entirely cooperative
manner, like a parallel processor. A massively parallel processor. Like a brain.
A second one. Just to keep me entertained. Both minds would be me, but they would
have the capability for independent development, allowing a veritable duality, no, plurality of ideas from a similar perspective.

Last night I did...

2005-09-03T14:52:00.000+10:00

The best handstands I've ever done. I think the half bottle of vodka I had helps. Seriously :)

Last night was pretty awesome, but I can't think of much worth saying at this time. Except that Mel had a totally awesome party for those of you who don't know.

Stay tuned for an edit of this blog post, with (other people's) photos!

Aesthetic | Insane

2005-08-29T19:29:00.000+10:00

I must be going insane.

Recently, i've started to have an unnatural appreciation of some of the fonts on my computer (iMac), my phone and some fonts in lecture notes. I thought this was a little odd, but not particularly remarkable. That is, until it began to extend to other inanimate objects. A tap. A glass of water. Tonight I found a bowl of rice, my fork (from a nice cutlery, not that its terribly important) and a few pieces of chicken.

Its not like I see these things and gape at them. Rather, I find it pleasing for a split second flash, then return to "normal" and wonder what the hell is going on in my brain.

I admit I wam somewhat obessive about things like diagrams, such as those for study. When i'm not quickly jotting down notes and diagrams almost illegibly, I'll often redraw my diagrams over and over until I am satisfied with the result.

One thing though, I wouldn't call this "seeing the beauty of the world" as one of my sisters friends suggested, as it only occurs in a minority of inanimate objects. It doesn't happen when I observe people, though of course I still find (certain) people highly attractive in a more normal sense, that is, one everyone else can relate to.

My conclusion: I guess I have some kind of passive / active inordinate aesthetic faculty somewhere in the depths of my mind.

/Insanity. For now.

2005-08-26T00:37:00.000+10:00

Recently been reading "String Tokenizer" as "String Toaster" every time I see it.
Been delaying going to bed in the hopes of impeding the inevitable end of another day wasted.
Oh well, such is life, or so it has been said.

The news, in briefs

2005-08-22T01:32:00.000+10:00

Voice lost. Found only when tone is deep.
Woe is me i can't dance tomorrow because of my cold.

Went to Cuban music show on Saturday, with last remanents of Buena Vista Social club. Music was good, and there was a insanely cool dancer too.

In other news, I'm getting the hang of pointers and malloc in C, which is totally awesome.

In other other news, my menthol based lolly is almost gone, so it is time for bed.

Goodmorning all!

Experimental Experiment:

2005-08-16T20:47:00.000+10:00

Behold, a simple voting system, to decide upon various trivial issues in my life, because quite frankly, the decisions are just to damn emotionally charged to make myself.

Decision 1*: Whether or not I should grow a goatee, a la this, but maybe slightly more civilised.

A. For sure!
B. No way!
C. I don't give a shit, but if i did, i'd say D.
D. I think it'll look fantasic/crap either way!

*UPDATE*: I shaved... but we'll see what happens on the holidays.

Coming soon, increasingly inane issues, such as what kind of toothpaste to buy, whose personal business I should get involved in and so fourth...

* I reserve the moral right to backflip on decisions at any time.

Another Day...

2005-08-14T21:09:00.000+10:00

Another rather odd diet.

More vegemite toast
Yum Cha (ie. dumpling, dumpling, dumpling... more dumplings)
Various interesting teas
More Banana Cake
More toast
A Taste of bean soup (no thanks!)
Baked Beans (yes please!)
Fresh Fruit Juice
More Banana Cake
More Iced Coffee

This can't go on!
Tommorrow I hope to end it and resume relatively normal eating patterns.
Though not before some kind of eggs and bread in the morning i suspect.

Today's Healthy Diet:

2005-08-13T20:30:00.000+10:00

In the order in which they were consumed, not including several glases of water:

2 Pieces of vegemite toast
1 Iced Coffee
1 Apple scroll
2 Thin slices of Banana cake
2 Pancakes w/ bacon and eggs
A few Pieces of fried potato with sour cream

Future Prospects: More banana cake.

Thoughts: Maybe I should have some beans soup or something with vegetables... Meh.

2005-08-13T17:34:00.000+10:00

Coming soon: Photos.
(I don't actually have a camera, so it'll have to be other peoples photos.)

In other news:
Thursday night was dancing at Puggs... just 5 of us dancing on the floor while the band were playing (though it filled up later). Quite fun, somewhat odd for onlookers no doubt, considering my lack of dance skills. Mel's friend Kristi suggested that if a guy can dance well, then he's either a player, or he's been practising in the mirror, neither of which is attractive to girls. Kristi says a lot of things though...

Friday night, following dinner and a lively discussion on politics and national resources with some school friends, I was dropped off at Frostbites. No such similar conversations arose that night... at least, not within my vicinity... though it was a good night.

Also, I bought a pair of Armani Exchange jeans on impulse. They're sweet. Sort of the inverse in some aspects of my other Jay Jay's jeans...

End boring post (you have my appologies!)

disquietude

2005-08-08T23:12:00.000+10:00

I am in a rather strange mood. A light melancholy of sorts. I'm not quite sure why either, which rather prohibits me from brushing it off as I would like to. The universe just ain't what it use to be...

Also, the wireless connection between my computer and the router is lacking at this specific moment, so I think i'll go brush my teeth and maybe just take a shower for the hell of it.

Also, I hate programming in c when i have to use pointers, malloc, or when I have to write my own code in someones pre-written scafolding. The last point applies to all languages.

Maybe i'll do some therapeutic programming of pointless junk later, which generally just irritates me because I feel like doing something creative, but can't put anything into code, or any physical form.

In Reverse.

2005-08-08T00:29:00.000+10:00

My weekend. In reverse. With the use of an anti-thesaurus. (ie. Many, small words repeated. Hardly the epitome of English text, but it should suffice).

About to go to bed now. Tomorrow morning will require a large iced coffee.
Mostly, I suspect it will make me think that I can stay awake.

Previously, woke up at 12 after going to bed at 4, after returning from Mel's place, after playing dead or alive 3, and hanging out with Matt, Tim and Michelle too, and before that picking up Michelle in Mel's car, and discussing "THHC0" which is slightly like THACO, which the geek oriented or players of Baldures Gate and similar games may understand. Before that, food was had at Mel's house, and before that, getting stuck in traffic because Kings Way had been closed.

Prior to that, brought back my computer from an impropmtu LAN at Jono's house (see http://www.jnnnnn.blogspot.com/ for pictures). This was after having lunch, before which i played pool for an hour or so with Moe who had been the only one awake when i returned to the LAN at about 11am. Earlier that day, i had delcious eggs, the promise of which contributed to my waking up at 9am, after going to bed at 5:30am, after driving home from Jono's which had preceded me nearly falling asleep while playing Baldurs Gate 2 multiplayer.

Earlier that day, i had uni. Earlier that year, it was my birthday. Earlier in my life, i went to school. Before that, i was born. Prior to that, my parents met eachother and so fourth. Even before that, other people met other people. That went back for quite a bit.

Way before that, humans didn't exactly exist, though I can't be entirely certain, can I? Before that, it's possible that an unimaginable presumably infinite magnitude of nothingness, decided, nonchalantly, to just sort of become something, quite probably with a bang. Though one cannot be certain, because it seems unlikely anybody was around to hear whether it was a bang, or anything loud and unpleasant (or even pleasant) sound at all.

Back to the present, Andrew clicked the Publish Post button, refered to himself in the third person, spammed a few friends, and went to bed.

Stealth Pancakes

2005-07-21T21:56:00.000+10:00

The time is nigh to revive this blog, after an absence of sorts.

Last night went out with Jono 1.0 and Mel to a pool joint on Brunswick street.
We played on a full sized table which was stupendous. Following that was dancing with the last drunken remanents at Frostbites. By 3am we returned to my place for stealth pancakes, doing our best not to wake anyone. I retired at 5am, but that wasn't good enough for Jono who decided to forgo sleep that night, and mel who decided only to go to be in the late morning.

And a special thanks to mel for driving all the way from Maribyrnong to pick up me and Jono, and subsequently drive us everywhere. And not for the first time either. I owe yee many rides mel!

Hmm...

2005-05-24T22:21:00.000+10:00

What did YOU do?

I love quizes.
I guess seeing as I shun horoscopes, it's my dose of fantasy for the day.

Day of Mothers

2005-05-08T21:36:00.000+10:00

And God declared, "let Women give birth to Child."
And shortly after, corporation said, "Let us profit from this child bearing"
And so was mothers day created.
And possibly, after a minute delay, the feminists cried out
"And what of single independent mothers day"
And the crowds went silent.

And yet, aren't all specials days, birthdays, public holidays and not to mention religious holidays, equally fabrications of the human mind? And should they not all be seen as real or fake as one another? One might suggest that the only key difference is the relevance of the holiday to the individual, and the general population.

So this mothersday, we went out for breakfast. I won't bore you with the delicious details of my exquiste meal, but i did shortly after make offering of a soft grey upper garment to the childbearer of my family, and it was well recieved.

So too did I cook dinner tonight, simple and yet, enjoyed by all.

And finally, I had some other crap to say, but I can't quite recall at the moment. Oh yes, that's it. I quite possibly invented a cocktail. If it already exists, then it will be with great dismay that i hear of it. I am aware that similar variants to this cocktail do however exist. It is quite simple:

The "unlikely Andrew"

1 part (shot) vodka.
1 part (shot) blue curacao.
2 parts apple juice (as fresh as possible)
Garnish with a chunk of apple.

Very sweet, and somewhat strong.

Thats all for now!

- Andrew

Back to it then...

2005-04-19T21:47:00.000+10:00

Blogging that is.

And uni, which is significantly more challenging, more difficult but more interesting, and with double the ambiguous questions, lecturers who are at times incomprehensible (each in their own way, both in the audible comprehension of the speech, and in the semantics of their lectures) although on the whole things are quite reasonable, but that won't stop the bitching. Just as long as i don't fall into emo mode. *shudders*

Also today, from the list of things that shouldn't be*:
#452: transvestite gingerbread men.

*Not so much a list as a fluctuating n-dimensional intersection of objects which can at best be described as rippling anti-spheres in no less than 4 axis and where n is the number of intersections of the system, which has a variable number of dimensions depending on the aforementioned random but controled and pattern oriented interaction of the anti-spheres.

I Think I Need A Graphics Tablet

2005-04-01T17:00:00.000+10:00

This has been intentionally left blank.

Written by: Luc
Produced by: Me

Experimental Comic 1

2005-03-21T19:48:00.000+11:00

Perhaps i should get a graphics tablet... and some good ideas. surely that's all i need to make a good comic... but in the meantime, i present this:

take one down, don't pass it around...

2005-03-08T19:42:00.000+11:00

...7 infected objects on my hardrive. (to the tune of 99 bottles). 7 infected objects on my hardrive, 7 infected objects, i take one down, pass it around, 6 infected objects, 6 infected objects on my hardrive, 6 infected objects, i take one down, pass it around, 7 infected objects, fuck fuck fuck...

oh well, due mostly to my negligence... i've been planning a format anyway (although i think AVG is doing the trick).

Quiz... what drug are you?

2005-03-04T09:35:00.000+11:00

I love pointless internet quizes... but this one just really hits the mark:

"Ever wonder what you would be if you died and were reincarnated as a drug?"

i'm unique... or out there....something like that.

find out what kind of drug you are @ tara's website.

Stargate Season 8 (is awesome)

2005-02-28T23:15:00.000+11:00

Vaunted enthusiasm aside, the CGI, the stories (mostly) have improved. There are more interesting characters, the actors in sg1 are still great, and most of the episodes when they are on earth are rather brilliant (i just saw the episode titled 'Affinity'... which was very good).

But yay to the fact that season 9 has been approved (i think).

And now, i go to bed, safe in the knowledge that more stargate is to come (for now).

And what's with all these brackets at the end of sentences? (pretty cool eh?)

No, not cool. (Really?)

Well, maybe just a little cool. Good for afterthoughts (Or to appear like i have split personalities).

And now, i go to bed. (this time for real... i guess).

Games... cheap

2005-02-22T18:30:00.000+11:00

Went to vb with a friend (from guest post no.2 : x012).
We were looking around, and came across a game in the bargain bin for $4... it also had a sticker declaring "50% off marked price." We agree to split the game for $1 each if infact it was $2.

So i ask the staff, they inform me that indeed it is, then laugh, then one of the guys goes "thats a pretty good box your getting there for $2" Well, i didn't expect a brilliant game, infact, we didn't know what to expect: but thats half the fun. We make the purchase ... and they tell me to enjoy that box.

As it turns out, the game is actually playable. The graphics are OK, made in 2003, and the water looks pretty sweet (its an islandy ocean game) of course half life 2 puts it to shame. We get back to my place, and about an hour later, we have an icecream awaiting the massively long installation process.

AH fuck, i can't be bothered typing anymore. The game's a bit dodge, but yeah...

Indecision

2005-02-21T15:18:00.000+11:00

Does indecision derive from a superior intelligence, comprehending the dangers and merits of ones actions, and therefore being more careful in one's choosing? Or is it a lack of intellect, that the mind needs such processing time for what would appear to be a simple solution - and often never arrives, but if forced into one or the other, but chance, or by the actions of someone or the occcurance something.

Though it is an advantage in many ways to think before doing - although oftimes the fun is lost, but juxastaposed to this is taking a ridiculous amount of time making decisions - clearly an unpleasant state of affairs - unless it is done with the purpose of annoying others, but i won't consider that for now.

Most people it would seem, have something of a compromise. Yet these people make stupid decisions... and those who take excessivly long, have equally unpleasant offside effects. Are we doomed to randomly dance the dangerous tightrope of decisions, with only a slim pole of intelligence, from which we can occasionally stop ourselves plummeting into the dark depths of death? Will we ever be free of chaos... or would this mean the end of a non-deterministic enviroverse.

It is also my deciscion not to proof read this - in the hope the one of my many spelling or grammar-like errors will spawn a brief insight in someone who reads it... and they shall be partially enlightend.

And now... i consider whether i can be bothered going and getting a starbucks or bubble tea of some suck wanky drink... or whether a mars bar would be more fitting. or neither (haha, as if).

Yes

2005-02-20T20:27:00.000+11:00

Now begone!

Pandemonium And...

2005-02-13T22:04:00.000+11:00

The first in what might become a series of comics (by my logic, it can only get better).

Guest Post #2

2005-02-12T00:41:00.000+11:00

Do we have control?

Yes? Certainly our actions have consequences. Don't they? At the very least we have choice. Surely, given choice, we can influence ourselves, someone else, or a situation?

Perhaps.

Is choice all it seems? Surely our brain, using information recorded from sensory input and independent thought processes, will always produce the same output from a given input at a given time.

If this is true, choice is an illusion, because we are programmed by our experience to make a specific choice. The sum of all our experiences in life - from the division of the first cell to the moment immediatley before the choice is made - causes us to choose one way or the other.

Before ourselves were the experiences of our parents and their choices and their actions. And before them the experiences of all humanity, and all life on earth, and the earth and the sun and the stars and all the matter of the universe. Where did it begin? What event effected all others to come? Was it the interaction of the first fundamental particles in the first dimensional space in the first moments of time? What caused the universe at all?

Was it random?

If true randomness does exist, and it effects us by influencing our choices and actions, what control do we have?

We appear to have enough to maintain the illusion that we have control at all. We concern our lives with choices which influence the transient issues which inspire the emotions which define our reality. We may not have enough to escape the memory of experience.

Expunge and Evolve

2005-02-10T15:57:00.000+11:00

Purged! Deleted! Awakening!

Who could argue with such bold statements? Change must be afoot. And not because of a new font. Seeing as this font isn't new to this blog, as the previous post has it, nor is it new in it's own right, as it echoes the look of an old typewriter - or so i have been led to believe.

For the future of this site, you can expect obtuse and inane commentary on the latest technology , maybe something about science, even the latest delicious drinks i've sampled. But thats not all! Expect different graphics, unnecessary changes to the structure of the website and grammar lack of.

More... soon.

Socks

2005-01-28T16:08:00.000+11:00

Time: 1:05 pm
Object: Sock Draw
Status: No Socks
Mission: Scout out washing line, find a pair of socks.

Time: 1:07pm
Object: Washing Line
Status: 4 White Socks
Mission: Find 2 matching socks

Time: 1:08pm
Object: 4 White Socks, each of different length
Status: Confusion
Mission: Make do with socks of varying length (it's not like it's the first time... and at least this time they're the same colour)

Cruising...

2005-01-24T22:46:00.000+11:00

Be Warned, this little beast grew unintentionally large...

Now this is one crazy boat. Spent a couple of days sailing on a 28' yacht, and came across one of these on sure. They're fuckin' fast, and crazy looking when they lift up on hydrofoils.

Picture here.

The yacht i was on, being a cruise yacht, wasn't exceptionally fast, rather un-fast even. But we did manage to piss of a boat behind us by blocking their every attempt to pass us, swerving this way and that, until they tried to tack but fucked up, and fell behind, they're jib (or whatever it was called) flailing in the wind. We weren't just being assholes for the sake of it though: it was acutally a race, although they were in a different class (a faster one too)... the event was weeklong, ' geelong week' ... sponsored by Skandia. Evidently we didn't stay for the week. We being myself, a friend, his dad, his dad's friend.

We had a fairly long trip, and we got quite a lot of wind (and swells / waves) on the way back. I did get mildly sea sick for towards the end, but only mildy. No worse than say stuffing yourself with twice as much greasy fast food as you should.

Did get rather mildly sunburnt too... hopefully in the time to come it'll revert to a pleasant looking tan though, however my plans to go to the beack tomorrow for the 35ish degree heat wont help the healing process. I do have some "Le Tan Ice Green Tea After Sun Gel" or LTIGTASG, which isn't a great acronym. It is very soothing though, any many readers will be aware of my love of iced tea, and iced green tea (in this case, i am refering to the drinking kind).

Although, be warned, if don't want an ice-tea that looks like a scumy pond, then don't get a bubble tea: 'plum ice tea with grass jelly' ... truly shocking looking (and odd tasting stuff)... i prefer they're 'ice blended apple' drinks, which have a delicious chemical apple tase. mmm.

And now, something entirely random, for no apparent reason... Well, 99% random, 1% because i like the layout of the quote, even though im quoting myself. And really, i should be consistent, so if i am to quote the aforementioned thing, then i should quote all my works. But i won't. And so i present to you, a little jig. Oh, and i remeber now that 17% of the reason was that i wanted to use the word 'iota'...

The quota
for concentration
is an iota
of hesitation

And then in my mind,
a brief correlation!
Then an odd sensation.
And a bang, like some kind,
...Of vibration
A spring,
maligned

Elastic here
Stretch back there
I gaze around,
At what surrounds...

What was i saying?

An Epic Poem

2005-01-17T01:59:00.000+11:00

Ode to the 4th dimension

This poem is no longer available.
Please try again, yesterday.
Have a nice day.

Guest Post # 1

2005-01-15T17:28:00.000+11:00

Currently listening to: Wearing a Raincoat by They Might Be Giants
- TMBG = brilliant band

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Andrew has kindly invited me to make a guest post on his blog and despite the failed attempts to try and add me as a guest member to Pandemonium and Soliloquy, I will persevere and continue with the wonderful guest post.

The problem is, however, that I have nothing to write.

Until now. So here is a sample of the lyrics to Wearing a Raincoat by They Might Be Giants:

Turning to drugs to help you sleep
Will only lead to sleep
And sleeping is a gateway drug
To being awake, being awake, being awake again

Being awake is swimming around in a lake
Of the undead
And the undead are like
A bunch of friends
That demand constant attention

Well...that post wasn't the worst I've ever read. Maybe it was.

O.R.

Oh yeah!

2005-01-10T16:56:00.000+11:00

I just went to the kitchen to get a crisp green apple. Then I remembered I bought nectarines! Sweet, juicy, bliss... such was the next minute of my life. Made all the better by the completely unforseen and unexpected emergence of such pleasure.

Current mood: Overjoyed.

Angry

2005-01-05T01:45:00.000+11:00

Fuck. pissed off. no real reason, just feeling really angry. pathetic really. but undeniable. i just wish i could type angry, and instead of a jumble of nonsensical characters, it made the language more emotive, or in the least, that the harder i bashed the keys, the bolder they became.

Intense angry angst, awfully alliterates my rage...
lost in loathing.
fuck.

stupid typing has made my anger a more manageable but less desireable loathing for nothing in particular.
typing is therapeutic, but i don't want fucking therapy. at this point, im starting to sound insane, so, i end HERE.

...also today, heard a really neat cover of a Darkness song "get your hands off my women" done by Ben Folds. Crazy.

Yikes

2004-12-20T18:44:00.000+11:00

Been a while since i posted here. I suppose that is the norm for most blogs though... to eventually be forgotten, and left to rot in the eternal garbage bin that is the internet. But today, the bin is neither half full, nor half empty. It's just floating somewhere, in space. Near a bike some guy abandoned, when he realised it required gravity to function properly.

A real post soon. I promise.

Tangents

2004-12-11T22:15:00.000+11:00

Someone said that one should never begin writing about a subject by quoting it's definition from the dictionary.
Except, a dictionary. Any dictionary which begins with a self referential quote, in any capacity, is right on in my book (though i don't know which book 'my book' is exactly). Particularly if that word were "dictionary", in which case it would be informative in a strange (and dare i say, recursive) way. Crazy. I imagine it might be sound something like this:

In here, words do lie
this is a dictionary
meanings herein explained

...were it written in haiku.

Or, more boldly, in palindromic haiku:

Eye level for pi,
madam lives, as evil mad.
am i prof Leveleye?

...which bears little to know relation to an understandable definition of a dictionary (though if you think hard enough, you may transcend the words and understand its meaning). Though this for certain would enrage a few idiotic sequential dictionary readers, and a few conservatives who would prefer that the dictionary retain its original obvious ephemeral non-transcendental unobserved unpoetic factual meaning.

fortunately for me, my tangent does not extend to infinity. Also fortunate, i did not quote the title of this article at the beginning. I am so very cool for managing to exercise such restraint in this garble of letters and spaces. I haven't spoken much about tangents... and yet, I had considered writing a musical version of this post... but i did lack moxie. The point has been hopefully gotten across, except that the point was not even 1 dimensional, in that, it did not exist, as far as i am aware. Such is with all of these posts i write.

Spelling/Grammar Disclaimer: Not all the words/phrases in this post were verified for grammatical acceptability... i may be break the English language in this or other posts. You have been warned. Oh, and moxie is a real word.

Programming Uncertainty

2004-12-07T18:56:00.000+11:00

Well, not literally. That'd be kinda tricky. My uncertainty is in what language to use for a chess playing program prototype. I was working with Haskell, then Java, then c++, although somehow my first attempt to write the classic "hello world" program caused my IDE to crash, and I lost confidence in my c++ abilities shortly after. For now, its back to java... i think. Oh the indecision, so many languages, so much uncertainty. And If I give up on Java again? Well, then i'll probably try writing it in... French.

I have nothing to write

2004-12-06T22:43:00.000+11:00

Well, that's not entirely true. I have many things to write, but have difficulty expressing them in a clear, concise and interesting manner. If I write something, it should be of a caliber that would impress me, when in the not-to-distant-but-not-to-close future, I flick through my archives to see what I was like back in December 2004.

That said, here is a brief taste of something I would have written, had the artistic segment of my mind not been clouded like a breath of fresh carbon monoxide.

How can my game of chess retain its innate elegance when some of the pieces are precariously balancing on their heads?

It had become apparent to myself, and avid amateur chess player, that it is possible (in theory) to have up to 9 queens on the board, and I was going to write a little piece on the aesthetic angst of it all. But why do that, when I can write about not writing it. Ah lovely.

In other news, I suspect that sometime soon, I shall have to write something with multiple negatives, because multiple positives.... Really just aren't as cool. Though they remind me of recursion for some reason.

P.S, appologies for the abaundance of commas. It will likely happen again.

The First Post...

2004-12-03T18:39:00.000+11:00

...and the Shortest.