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I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition.

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No one ever did.

Why?

Because you can’t control another ones choice. If you could it would only be called once. And after a length of between 13++ “growing up” years [h][e||o]rm]Once (sometimes translated as ‘romance’ but that’s a whole ‘nother story for a completely different day ;-)] would one [lonely] day yearn for the moment that once became [tw||cho]ice.

Of course as soon as [her m]Once comes twice their is no more once. Which leaves at least twice. And Once once begins to wonder about when it will all end that’s where the choices Once made become clear:

If there had been only one once to begin with there could never have been a twice. Of course if there was no begin could their could be no end?

And if there’s no begin nor end, does that mean there is no last nor first?

No end? No first?

No beginning? No last?

Not sure. But I’m guessing by the time I find the opportunity to finally ask the question to a group of folks who actually know the answer there will be a handful of still really pissed off wrestling romans nearby, muttering:

“Who the hell was that and why can’t I feel anything in my legs?

“Wait! I don’t have any legs! Or arms either!” while continuing to insist,

“it’s just a flesh wound!” never really getting the whole point that without Flesh their could be no wound nor that with a Spirit comes no end.

Or wait. Is it the other way around?

I can never get those two right!

Or was it wrong to begin with?

Yeah, probably. ;-)

I leave you with the spoken words (written words to follow) to Snog’s “The Last Days of Rome” to ponder upon these very ideas.

Nite’ all! :-)

—/M:D

Snog: The Last Days of Rome

here comes the good juice
gotta cut the hate loose
gotta tell you how i feel
i know you like it real

one day the sun will grow
and swallow up your home
consume all you own
with pleasure i will groan

if i cut then i bleed
all day long
just to please you
the last days of rome

the palaces
the towers
will rot inside of hours
bereft of their powers
the seeds they have sown

the suburbs
and the city
the foul air makes me giddy
so seldom is it witty
the last days of rome

if i cut then i bleed
all day long
just to please you
the last days of rome

and i chewed the chewing gum of hate
i chewed it long, i chewed it late
and i chewed that chewing gum of hate

munch munch, grate grate

one day the sun will grow
and swallow up your home
consume all you own
with pleasure i will groan

the palaces
the towers
will rot inside of hours
bereft of their powers
the seeds they have sown

the suburbs
and the city
the foul air makes me giddy
so seldom is it witty
the last days of rome

if i cut then i bleed
all day long
just to please you
the last days of rome

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"g) I always find it somewhat ironic when I hear people complain about programming abstractions not..."

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“g) I always find it somewhat ironic when I hear people complain about programming abstractions not being good. Especially when these complaints are published via blogs – whose content is displayed using HTML, is styled with CSS, made interactive with JavaScript, transported over the wire using HTTP, and implemented on the server with apps written in higher-level languages, using object oriented garbage collected frameworks, running on top of either interpreted or JIT-compiled byte code runtimes, and which ultimately store the blog content and comments in relational databases ultimately accessed via SQL query strings. All of this running within a VM on a hosted server – with the OS within the VM partitioning memory across kernel and user mode process boundaries, scheduling work using threads, raising device events using signals, and using an abstract storage API fo disk persistence. It is worth keeping all of that in mind the next time you are reading a “ORM vs Stored Procedures” or “server controls – good/bad?” post. The more interesting debates are about what the best abstractions are for a particular problem.”

- via Scott Guthrie (aka [@]ScottGu) comes a well positioned rant on the overall pointlessness of technical debates between two “competing” technologies/platforms entitled About Technical Debates (and ASP.NET Web Forms and ASP.NET MVC debates in particular). I’m still wiping the tears from my eyes after reading the above quoted position statement on the abstraction-filled bottomless binary pit (aka /dev/null ;-)) we’ve been filling and refilling for 60+ years with “the greatest version of water you’ll ever have the luxury of swimming in” we so lovingly refer to as “Computer Science” (aka addition abstraction ;-))

jacobjoaquin: suitep: Radio Shack trying to rebrand, is short...

Fri, 07 Aug 2009 01:53:46 -0400

jacobjoaquin:

suitep:

Radio Shack trying to rebrand, is short on money for new signs. Needs your help.

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Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova :: Into The Mystic (AMAZING!)

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Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova :: Into The Mystic (AMAZING!)

White Rabbits :: The Salesman (Tramp Life)

Thu, 06 Aug 2009 21:55:31 -0400

Loss assuming*
Well see how you do
Make me an offer
No one can refuse
Just recognize me!
I know that you can
And youre looking thru me
Come on I act like a man
but Im living like a dog
(No nothing to see, Nothing to keep, Nowhere to be)
I’m living like a dog
(No nothing to keep, Nowhere to sleep, Nothing to see)
I’m living like a dog

Theyre living alone
Let it die let it be
Are you feeling down on yr luck?
Ill come down from the ceiling
Down to yr knees
Wherever you want
Im living like a dog

Yeah leave it alone
Let it die let it be
Are you feeling down on yr luck?
Ill come down from yr ceiling
Drop down to yr knees
Do whatever you please
Just recognize the fact that Ill come bak
and leave it up to you
Just recognize me
recognize me
recognize me
recognize me
recognize me
recognize me
recognize me
recognize me
recognize me!
recognize me!
recognize me!
recognize me!
now

jacobjoaquin: justinday: (via adamiss)

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jacobjoaquin:

justinday:

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jacobjoaquin: My current state of mind. (via xkcd)

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jacobjoaquin:

My current state of mind. (via xkcd)