donderdag, maart 31, 2005

 

Shit!

Grom! Wou ik net stiekem als verassing alle posts van Wouter op z'n blog zetten (die had hij namelijk in plaats van op dat slome blogger maar even naar mij toegestuurd), zie ik opeens dat hij die er ook net allemaal op heeft gezet! GROM! (2x) 2 zielen, 1 gedachte?

Mj

 

Blogger doet het weer!

Joepie de poepie! Maar waar is nu mijn leuke ingevingen?? Nou dan vertel ik maar weer dat het gister met Mj weer heel erg gezellig was! En dat ik het leuk vind dat jullie mijn mama leuk vinden :P.

:P aap!

 

Woovi installer

Dankzij nsis heb ik een installer gemaakt waarmee je woovi versie 0.3.75 kan installeren én deinstalleren. Dus als iemand even wil kijken of het werkt dan zou dat erg fijn zijn... :D

woovi_0_3_75.exe

Verder twijfel ik erg of ik nou wel of niet de code online moet zetten...

Update: Added MSVCR70.DLL to the package.

dinsdag, maart 29, 2005

 

De dag van de herhaling

Gister was de dag van de herhaling. Ik weet ook niet waarom maar het leek gister precies weer zondag. Een was daarom een beetje een zinloze dag geworden...heel vreemd. Verder was er ook weer een aardbeving voor de kust van Sumatra én was er weer een herhalings aanslag op een islamitische school...

Vreemde dag maar uiteindelijk wel weer erg gezellig en leuk (dankzij mj)

 

De dag van de herhaling

Gister was de dag van de herhaling. Ik weet ook niet waarom maar het leek gister precies weer zondag. Een was daarom een beetje een zinloze dag geworden...heel vreemd. Verder was er ook weer een aardbeving voor de kust van Sumatra én was er weer een herhalings aanslag op een islamitische school...

Vreemde dag maar uiteindelijk wel weer erg gezellig en leuk (dankzij mj)

vrijdag, maart 18, 2005

 

Homeopathie

Als je dat tenminste zo schrijft. Toevallig had mj het er laatst over en nu las ik dit stuk... wel grapppig.

New Scientist 13 things that do not make sense - Features: "MADELEINE Ennis, a pharmacologist at Queen's University, Belfast, was the scourge of homeopathy. She railed against its claims that a chemical remedy could be diluted to the point where a sample was unlikely to contain a single molecule of anything but water, and yet still have a healing effect. Until, that is, she set out to prove once and for all that homeopathy was bunkum.

In her most recent paper, Ennis describes how her team looked at the effects of ultra-dilute solutions of histamine on human white blood cells involved in inflammation. These 'basophils' release histamine when the cells are under attack. Once released, the histamine stops them releasing any more. The study, replicated in four different labs, found that homeopathic solutions - so dilute that they probably didn't contain a single histamine molecule - worked just like histamine. Ennis might not be happy with the homeopaths' claims, but she admits that an effect cannot be ruled out.

So how could it happen? Homeopaths prepare their remedies by dissolving things like charcoal, deadly nightshade or spider venom in ethanol, and then diluting this 'mother tincture' in water again and again. No matter what the level of dilution, homeopaths claim, the original remedy leaves some kind of imprint on the water molecules. Thus, however dilute the solution becomes, it is still imbued with the properties of the remedy.

You can understand why Ennis remains sceptical. And it remains true that no homeopathic remedy has ever been shown to work in a large randomised placebo-controlled clinical trial. But the Belfast study (Inflammation Research, vol 53, p 181) suggests that something is going on. 'We are,' Ennis says in her paper, 'unable to explain our findings and are reporting them to encourage others to investigate this phenomenon.' If the results turn out to be real, she says, the implications are profound: we may have to rewrite physics and chemistry."

maandag, maart 14, 2005

 

8 maanden maar geen feest

Wat mij betreft is het met Mj elke dag feest... maar vandaag lijkt het erop dat we elkaar voor het eerst níet gaan zien op een aniversary-thing (wat is het nederlandse woord?). Ach ja het is misschien wel beter zo. For the record: ík wilde wél! Mj hield de boot af. Hoewel dat misschien kwam omdat ik er niet zo enthausiast over deed. Maar dat komt omdat ik niet zoveel heb met het getal 8, dat is in verhouding tot 7 natuurlijk helemaal niks. Daarnaast was het mijn plan om het grote cadeau klaar te hebben maar dat is niet gelukt. Dát had het pas echt tot een groot feest gemaakt. Dus... vanavond eens lekker bellen met mj, misschien via skype... :P en een keer iets lekker ongezonds eten met mezelf :D

Toedeledokie en totziens,

Wouter

 

Bluetooth sniper

 

Oepsie, Bill is toch de rijkste man ter wereld

Eeeh, ik heb lopen verkondigen dat de baas van Ikea de rijkste man ter wereld was. En dat deed ik graag (ben niet de grootste fan van Bill). Maar nu lees ik dat ik het toch fout had... mijn welgemeende excuses.

(bron)

maandag, maart 07, 2005

 

Data loss

"Okay. Here goes. It all started about a year ago, circa February 2004. It was that dreaded time for the freshman in US History to write the coveted 4000 word research paper. Luckilly, I had started right after my professor gave us the assignment. While I was out and about enjoying myself a few weeks before it was due, all of my friends were working on this monster of a paper. I laughed and taunted them for being the procrastinators they were, but I would soon learn the true meaning of Karma.

A few days before the paper was due, I got a nasty virus from kazaa or some keygen site, and several of the system files on my computer became corrupted. It got worse and worse, and I didn't even think to back up my paper on gmail or a dinosaur floppy. Well the day finally came when my computer decided not to boot. I would usually just format the drive and reinstall windows, because you know, clean starts are always nice, but my paper was trapped within the 0's and 1's of my hard drive's plates. Being the Neanderthal I am, and not much of a date recovery specialist, I resorted to turning my machine on and off several times, and banging on the side of my computer out of anger and indignance. The third time is always the charm, and it was. On the third non and off/bang cycle, I just managed to bang my computer while the hard drive was still spinning. (okay okay, maybe it wasnt eactly the third one, it was for effect okay?) I was screwed. It made a weird noise and just as I thought, I killed my hard drive. I thinkI cried. My paper was gone and all of the research and work I had done was wasted. It wasn't even fresh in my memory, so I couldn't even re-type it. But see, that isn't even the climax of my story.

Giving in to my failure and stupidity, I did what no geek likes to do - ask dad for help. I asked him to rescue my paper from the shards of my drive, and after admonishing me and attempting to assert his superior intelligence in the world of computers for what seemed like and eternity, he agreed to help and proceeded to do the most crazy things to get my paper back. Now here's the climax. Ready?

Well, I happen to be a homosexual, and surprise surprise, pops didn't know... yet. If he had known, I would have been dead, being that he's an ASIAN FUNDAMENTALIST BAPTIST IMMIGRANT, believe it or not. Well, like all boys (especially my age), I had a bit of cough cough, pornography on my computer left from kazaa, but not the kind your dad would like to find. Well if you have any kind of deductive reasoning, you would have guessed that he found the stash. Good job, because he did.

Being worried about my paper, I didnt even think of the stuff on my computer. If i had remembered, I would have paid a professional to do it. But it was too late by the time i remembered, and by "time" i mean that time of the night where you tend to remember stuff like that.

My dad had hooked up the drive to his box and used some recovery utility to try and salvage the files. Being the dad with no life that he is, he watched patiently as the dialogue spat out the names of the recoverable files. Well he found the booty alright. About half way through the scan, he began noticing some pretty interesting "document" titles. Upon further investigation, and viewing the first few minutes of opening credits, he found out my big secret. SURPRISE!

He called me over and yelled at me for literally four hours, citing the bible and probably the whole history of mankind. It all boiled down to this, I wasnt allowed to be gay. I feigned innocence, saying friends did it and blah blah blah. Then moved on to curiosity defenses. Nothing worked. I was going to a therapist and that was that. Well for the next few months, everything was torn apart - school was interupted by therapy, fiscal funds were re routed to pay quacks, my life was ruined. Finally during the summer, I was "cured" ;), yeah right! shhh, don't tell my dad.

Because of kazza and viruses and human stupidity and technology and moving parts and centripetal acceleration i was outed. Outed to non other than my father. All this for a lost file. All this for a history class. All this in the name of technology and in the name of a problem that has plagued geeks since the creation of the computer - data loss. A data problem was to blame for my bouts of therapy and for a time in my life I'd really like to forget. I was a martyr for data loss.

Oh, and did I ever get the paper you ask? The answer is no. The paper ended up being in a "bad sector" so my dad says. Maybe he was just lying to punish me.

Moral of the story: no matter how old and obsolete floppy disks are, they're still good for something, back up everything, homosexuality cannot be cured, data loss can ruin lives, never ask your dad for help with anything, norton anti virus is a must, don't download bad stuff unless you want to risk getting caught, don't waste your money on therapists, if your'e gay and someone just can't accept it, feign being cured, if your confused about someone's sexuality, check their my shared folder, hard drives are pansies, they don't like being hit, restarting doesn't always work, nothing is too personal to share if it involves a chance to win a 2GB flash drive (j'adore USB!). For all other morals, please contact me."

(bron)

donderdag, maart 03, 2005

 

Idee: een bundel uitbrengen met alleen opensource software

Je weet wel in zo'n doos met een cd/dvd, misschien nog een leuk boekje erbij, een mooi menu op de cd/dvd. En uiteraard een x percentage doneren aan de opensource-projecten.

Aan welke software moet je denken:
OpenOffice.org, Firefox, ThunderBird, The Gimp, CDex, 7-zip, Gaim, eMule (plus), Bittorrent, DC++, VirtualDub, ZSNes, phpBB, FileZilla, PHP Triad, AbiWord, JEdit, Tux Racer, Media Player Clasic, PDFCreator etc.

Dus...


woensdag, maart 02, 2005

 

Firefox sneaks into the enterprise - ZDNet UK News

Firefox sneaks into the enterprise - ZDNet UK News: "'I know companies that are deploying Firefox or Thunderbird, but they aren't talking about it as they don't want to see an increase in their [Microsoft] Office licence price,' said Nitot."

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