Saturday, August 30, 2003

Happy birthday my friend.

Today is the day. Summer is gone, welcome winter. Today is the day. Raining day.
I've been listening to Ennio Morricone OSTs today. I feel like an old outlaw, his horse died of thirst in the middle of the desert, nothing but the shadows of death, vultures turning around the sun, slowly coming. The wind is my only fellow, talking, whispering all day, telling me to stop, to halt for a second, to lay on the white sand, to wait for the angels to come upon me. // Next track // The good old day, crossing the desert, running with the wind, I can see the sun shining, the wild west is my home, riding from town to town, I'm free. // Next track // Cold night. A guitar is playing somewhere in the dark. The silence is singing to the stars, I'm alone in my world. Nothing but the fire and the dark night closing around me, protecting, mine. // Next track // The town is empty, no one but me. And him. Face to face. No way out but a bullet. In his head or in mine. The world has stopped for a second, nothing but to men, face to face, earth slowly coming to a halt, vultures looking at the dead, waiting. // Next track // Tombstone. Dust. Wind. Desert. Silence. Memories. // End of album //


Techno. Flashes, movement, stroboscopic mind. My heart accelerates, my fingers are moving, my brain can't control, just beat. Just follow the beat. Nothing but the beat. Thoughts can't go anywhere, can't think, can't write, just listen, can't. Hypnotised.

Never underestimate the power of music.

Thursday, August 28, 2003

Hey world.
It's been a while. Well, life goes one and I had work and all, catching the last sunny days before the long dark nighty summer.
Ho, thanks to Frenchy for he wished me my birthday, just about three weeks late, so it was a surprise.
Well, I don't have much to say today, I don't really know what I've done of my time as I don't have anything to expose to you. I guess it's the general mood, going back to work, school, more and more people everywhere, you feel in a hurry but you don't really know why, don't have time to think about it, got things to do. Let's hurry!
I got some texts to write down - it's good to write on paper, but then you've got to type it back in the comp. - See you world.
By the way, update your anti-virus and backup your data, sobig.g is coming.
Last but not least, Europeans and free people around the world, do not let Software patenting become a nasty reality.

Friday, August 22, 2003

Hey world.
There is a bunch of new virus around these days, do not click blindly.

- That was a message of the SaveOftenTeam. -

Seriously, patch your windows, get linux, get some firewall and/or antivirus, watch your mails. Ho, get rid of outlook, there is a lot of alternatives.
Ok, let's me show you. The softs I use are mostly free for non commercial use, refer to the corresponding license
As a firewall I use kerio, simple and effective, you can have a look at ZoneAlarm if you prefer. I don't.
As a Antivirus, got Antivir, seems ok, but I've had it for only few days.
Next mailer and browser, well, get mozilla. Mozilla firebird is for browsing, mozilla thunderbird for mailing if I remember well.
You might want something for your instant messages, Trillian is ok. (not totally free though, the pro version is sold).
With that you'll be wired AND secure. Well, do not execute programs you receive in emails, they are crap. Your friends never send you .exe, .pif or .scr, do they ?
Viruses are a disease, takes down the net. Some should do their work better, some should do something else of their free time.
Get responsible, do not click blindly.

Wednesday, August 20, 2003

So summer is starting to fall. Ohoh .
And what did i learn in summer? I learnt that medias can convince us that a man can be responsible of weather and that this bad guy is actually the prime minister Jean Pierre Raffarin. I definitly learnt that heat is funcking annoying especially when you are in the subway or even outside. With the murder of Marie Trintignant and the little boy Nicolas, i learnt that i could have no mercy for killers. I learnt that some people can be really cruel without taking notice of it. I learnt i truly don't understand life. I learnt that it could be a good thing. I learnt that my mom is the best mom ever. I learnt that i could be deeply depressed and very happy (in this order) in the same day.
I'm sure i have learnt many other things.

In fall, i think i won't have time to be bored with my removal. I also have a huge project. Hope i will finish in time.
Hope. That's a good word.

Sunday, August 17, 2003

The world is full of people. I think I didn't notice before. I mean, I've got friends, relatives, colleagues, I know, let's say, a hundred people, two hundred?
And I've got a computer, linked to the internet, swarming with people. Since I've started this blog, along with Frenchy, I'm much more sensitive to this personal aspect of the internet.
The other day I was playing with winamp2 and the shoutcast TVs, I came across two webcams, one was a guy, chating on IRC, webcam online, just idle chat, but you can see one of the guys. Funny. Not useful at all, but fun. For a little while. The other one was a girl, who is running a blog, a small website, and has this cam online, sometimes. Well, I think running a blog is really personal, meaning that it is mainly for the author, except if you are a celebrity in real life nobody (but your friends) will regularly come to your blog. So what of a webcam? Well, maybe a bunch of random wandering guys (and girls, for the internet doesn't care of your sex) will come across, but that's just... noise.
This was an example - lengthy - of some personal interest that will remain (my point of view) personal.
On the other hand I came across (to be honest I followed a link from webcam-girl-website) a photoblog. Well a photo website, then from link to link I arrived to, where I learned what is a photoblog. And ther I found a lot of websites, a lot of pictures and... portraits. auto-portraits. How come people always want to see themselves on the net!? Ok, I am this type of person, but... hell.
So, today I learned there is a bunch of people out there, mostly on other continents, I knew that already, 've been at school, years ago. I learned that everybody wants to say something to the mic', and that internet is the place to do that. 'cause you can talk, even if nobody cares to listen! (And the only thing you gotta do is remove your xiti counter not to be aware of that). I'm too young to be blind, I'll keep this counter.
PS : Thanks to LAMP, php nukes, blogger and all the techs which gave free speech to the (wired) world.
Have a nice day world.
PS(two, sorry). Mozilla is now my browser. (FYI?)

Friday, August 15, 2003

Hey, I didn't finish that post! Was in a hurry to somewhere else I guess. The endline was: I like SciFi. It's the only real way to glimpse at the future.

Wednesday, August 13, 2003

Yeah, call back. Do not miss your chance (music included, cool).
Funny how you put links to lyrics.
My sound card is crap.
I've just seen the promo for GitS - Inoncence(mpg). Good. What else can I say. I've red almost all SciFi authors, specialy the most technos, this is not the best definition. Read. Neal Asher, John Brunner, William Gibson, Neal Stephenson...
Ok, that was a quick shot, I got to go and polish my code for... surprise.
Cya world.
- by the way, I added some links on the left menu. -

With the beatles

This has been a time a great trouble.
Actually not really. What did those last days bring me? Not many things but enough happiness.
I had this thought : sometimes unhappy people are thinking about the time they were happy but didn't feel it. So did I.
And i didn't really find a period of time where i should have been happy. Does this mean that i never had been happy? Maybe.
But i had better think that i'am currently happy !

Well Okay, i spent last weekend at home and met my friends there. I know some of them since little childhood.
But i was introduce to some other girls&boys. i might said I did have some great times and spent a lot of money.
Listened to Guitar. Tasted again Smirnof ice saturday night. Quite refreshing. But it didn't help me to stay at the party because some people had to leave. Had better sleeping?

Also Strange feelings in my head. Stranges conversations. Strange acts.
And today i'm working, waiting for a phone call that now may never come. Should i call again?

Tuesday, August 12, 2003

Did you know that? Of course you didn’t, you don’t know what I’m talking about even now I’ve almost given you the secret I just found.
Okay, it’s not big secret, please don’t say I’m a lamer, it would be nasty of you.
Winamp2 is better than winamp3.
Hooked? good, that was the goal. Well, winamp3 is shiny, you can have funny skins looking like red or yellow xboxs, nice buttons and all. The thing is it needs almost five seconds to load on my average one year old computer AND it doesn’t do anything more than any dosamp you can run on your toaster. Here you are for nasty words against the cream of new technologies. You’re welcome. As I said some time ago, I am, along with half of the kids/guys/young executives of my age, born with the tidal wave of new techs. Which are not new techs since internet is called Internet, has grown up and gone wild. - Wait, this is a French song they have on... well, I don’t know which radio I’m listening to. That is one of the side effects of the internet. - So, I was saying that winamp3 is just a shining armor around empty smoke, whereas winamp2 hasn’t evolved GRAPHICALLY for several (five?) years, but the community (the geeks working for free everywhere around you, including me(you?), sometimes) has embraced this free - and working - technology to play with it and has launched a bunch of projects, tools, plugins, ideas, flying saucepans, which were usefull or not, were selected buy time like the species were (yeah, obviously darwin WAS right), and now I can watch TV on my computer, with average quality sound, while I’m taping this post.
That’s luxury. Technology is about luxury, isn’t it? That might be the subject of my next post. For now, I’m off grid. Good night world.
Sash-adelante. That’s cool. Great. I love the Internet.
Hey, as I’m debuging my googler-v2 (a thought for the guy who, once, tried to explained me how version where to be assigned), I’m listening random radios, that makes me think of gta3-vicecity, where you spent half your time listening to talk shows.
Hey! This msblast virus is in uk news! Haha. Can’t people avoid clicking exes ?!
I love talk shows. People talking of stuff you listen with one ear as you don’t care at all, it’s happening in England. Oouh, I’m being a nasty frenchy. Ok, ok, going to bed.
See you world.

Monday, August 11, 2003

Back on the tracks.
I feel like a little boy who broke his nice little red car he had for Christmas, and fixed it. Well, I've been to the Chinese quarter, were you can find cheap computer pieces here in Paris, back home, drop the burnt stuff, replace, run, stop, change some wiring, start again, ok, let's check my mails.
I'll be kind with my little red car now.
How, by the way, a friend of mine showed up for my birthday. I knew she would, but felt happy she did. Good, maybe I'll let her know I'm writing my mind around here.
On the way back from the silicon dealers (hehe, what a name), a guy entered the metro with a green whatever, something like [just a sec, it just struck me I was writing directly in my browser, without saving, last time I did that, Murphy had me.] Ok, safe in my favourite txt editor. Which is not word for word suxx. That IS basic anti-ms-xpression.
Hehe, saving my text I saved it as .c, now all the fors are blue and my friend is red. Striking hu!? Hum. Where was I?
Oh yeah, the palm-tree-guy, so he apologised to people around for getting in with his own personal forest, someone said something like "hey, it's cool having trees in the metro, let's talk to RATP!". The sun was coming through the tree (I'm lacking vocabulary here), closed my eyes, felt almost on the Spanish shore, feeling the hot sand in my shoes. The he left the metro, taking my dream away to his balcony. I took my stuff home and wired and so, and get grided again (Is that a real word? Gridlinked is not either, is it? Let's say linked then). And now I'm gonna browse the net and have some dinner.
So long world.
(thanks to you (know who you are) for reading and correcting my english. And my French!)

Here I am, a bit bored for I got nothing to do. What an intro. Oups, don't have my googler here. Shit. Whatever.
I first want to thanks everybody for making me feel younger for my birthday. Not that I'm old.
For the second time in a short while, I've been told that my writing is worth reading, feels good, I think I already gave the link. Thanks again to the GoodWolf for he cares enough to be my internet beacon. My home computer has been down for some days, I'm not ubiquitous anymore. That remembers me of an article where the author was analyzing that a wireless google access would make one nearer to God, seeing everything, knowing everything. Well, my experience is that you indeed reach a higher degree of awareness when wired, but you are blind when disconnected. You can only see what's near you, what you can hear on the national radio and TV channels, some standard world news if you are lucky enough to have cable-TV. You're an earthling again. Not that it's bad, mind me, even if my living is based on silicon-engraved technologies I still spend most of my time off the matrix. But I'm bound to my daily dive through the net. Maybe I should use this opportunity to write something. The thing is I usually write directly on my computer. To quote Idontrememberwhobutithastobesomeonefamous: Life is simple, people are complicated.
Have a nice day world.

Monday, August 04, 2003

Hey, this IS fun! Several adjustments, to make the result lighter...

Sub googlealldoc()
While ActiveDocument.Words.Count > 1
searchtext = ActiveDocument.Words(1).Text
searchstring = ""
mylen = Len(searchtext)
If mylen > 2 Then
For i = 1 To mylen
myletter = Mid(searchtext, i, 1)
ascval = Asc(myletter)
If ((ascval > 64) And (ascval < 91)) Or _
((ascval > 96) And (ascval < 124)) Then
searchstring = searchstring & myletter
searchstring = searchstring & "%" & Hex(ascval)
End If
Next i
outstring = outstring _
& "<a href=""" _
& searchstring & "&btnI=1"">" _
& searchtext & "</a>" _
outstring = outstring & searchtext
End If
Selection.TypeText Text:=outstring
End Sub

Ok, this is it, I'll think about a google editor to make the intelligent-linking easy, but right now I gonna wach a movie.

Well, this is it. My idea was: If I search each word in google and then post the first link, it's dumb and easy, why not have some script doing it for me? Let's go. So I did it using word macros, quick and crap. It works. The thing is it's the 'Feeling lucky' links which is opened, no more human selection. That is bad. Maybe I'll code an editor in which you have a side-window doing google search on any selected word, and then you pick one and the link is built. Yeah, I'll think about that. Anyway, here is the code I've used here.

Sub googlethat()
While ActiveDocument.Words.Count > 1
searchtext = ActiveDocument.Words(1).Text
searchstring = ""
For i = 1 To Len(searchtext)
myletter = Mid(searchtext, i, 1)
ascval = Asc(myletter)
If ((ascval > 64) And (ascval < 91)) Or _
((ascval > 96) And (ascval < 124)) Then
searchstring = searchstring & myletter
searchstring = searchstring & "%" & Hex(ascval)
End If
Next i
outstring = outstring _
& "<a href=""" _
& searchstring & "%22&btnI=I'm+Feeling+Lucky"">" _
& searchtext & "</a>"
Selection.TypeText Text:=outstring
End Sub

Sunday, August 03, 2003

It's been some time since my last post. Well, it's summer time, everything goes slower, days are longer but we don't do much more, time is passing by with the sound of hot air slowly moving around. I was half asleep when I woke up to write this. Don't really know why. Sometimes you just want to write, you can feel the urge to say something, tell something to someone, but you don't know what or whom or why. So you write a poem to someone you don't know and call her your muse or you open your blog and write what you think, even if nobody cares. I do. Nobody cares. Did I write that earlier ? I think so. I'll check, maybe is just a loophole in my brain, this feeling called déjà vu, a glitch in the matrix.
- Hell -
Some times ago I started linking more and more stuff I say, just like frenchy did, at the beginning I linked only content I talked about, now I google all the keywords and pick a link, for it is fun, relevant, irrelevant, awkward, whatever. Got an idea. I'll do that tomorrow, now I gotta get some sleep. I'll let you know what this was, later.
Oh, before I leave, remember this thing about smart mobs ? Well, it's coming to Paris. I might go, and post here what it's like. I'm not very positive about that, coming and going just for fun... Why not settle and have a drink ?
Good night world.

Friday, August 01, 2003

Marie Trintignant has died today and it is a very sad news to me. She was 41. She didn't survive the "fight" she had with Bertrand Cantat, the well known singer from band Noir Desir.
She has played in three movies that i truly love : cible emouvante, les apprentis and des nouvelles du bon dieu.
It is so easy to be violent.