Aug 21, 2003


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Aug 27, 2003

Can You Draw This?


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Aug 31, 2003


Its been 10 days since I started this weblog and the design of it has probably seen at least twice as many iterations. The general color scheme has gone from blue to brown to green, there has been at least 3 different banner styles, and the items in the sidebars have changed order and bounced from left to right so many times I'm not even sure where anything is. But I'm a graphic designer by trade and that's what we do. If something's not broken we break it so we can fix it, because in our eyes everything is broken to some degree and there's always room for improvement.

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Sep 04, 2003

5 Works of Art for a Desert Island

I found a post on Waste Blog that references a game from Terry Teachout's blog About Last Night (part of the ArtsJournal site). The game is called In The Bag:

First, a quick review of the rules for those of you just joining us. "In the Bag" is my private variation of the old desert-island game. In this version, the emphasis is on immediate and arbitrary preference. You can stuff five works of art into your bag before departing for that good old desert island, but you have to decide right this second. No dithering—the secret police are banging on the front door. No posturing—you have to say the first five things that pop into your head, no matter how dumb they may sound. What do you put in the bag?
So here was my list:
  • The Vietnam War Memorial
  • Picasso's Guernica
  • Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
  • Natty Dread by Bob Marley
  • Searching for Bobby Fischer (movie)

Per the instructions I rushed making the list, and then realized the first 2 items would never fit in a bag. Plus a lot of people would probably miss those 2. The last choice is basically because I wanted to include a movie to bring to the desert island that I'm assuming would have electricity, a tv and a DVD player. Scrambling, I tried to think of a movie that I always stop and watch on tv no matter what point the movie is at. Its one of my favorites, but maybe not my all-time favorite. Anyway, that's the game.

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Sep 08, 2003

17. Rulers

The best rulers are scarcely known by their subjects;
The next best are loved and praised;
The next are feared;
The next despised:
They have no faith in their people,
And their people become unfaithful to them.

When the best rulers achieve their purpose
Their subjects claim the achievement as their own.

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Sep 11, 2003

18. Hypocrisy

When the Way is forgotten
Duty and justice appear;
Then knowledge and wisdom are born
Along with hypocrisy.

When harmonious relationships dissolve
Then respect and devotion arise;
When a nation falls to chaos
Then loyalty and patriotism are born.

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Sep 12, 2003

Rob's Amazing Poem Generator

Rummaging around the web for nothing in particular I came across a useless bit of programming that will allow you to "enter a URL and have it generate a poem based on the contents!"

Rob's Amazing Poem Generator is the creation of Rob Malda (aka CmdrTaco) who is the self proclaimed uber-geek that founded Slashdot with some high school nerd friends. The link is to the resulting poem of my weblog. Although it works technically, the syntax is a bit asinine.

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Sep 17, 2003

The Amazing Mind Reader (v.2.0)

[Link found via BloodyMindedness]

In high school I only went up to Algebra 2, and then I quit math because as you know you don't actually use math in real life except to make change or figure how to split the bill evenly at resturants. Don't ask me how this thing can read your mind, it has something to do with "computer technology, advanced mathmatics and esp". If you send them $10 they'll tell you.

Mind Reader v.2.0 is a Flash based site obviously concocted by sorcerers or witches or something. It shows you a series of playing cards and asks you to choose a card in your mind and then it guesses your card. I played the game about 10 times and it guessed correctly everytime. Even when I tried to trick it by choosing the same card 3 times in a row.

Try it yourself.

Update The answer has been discovered and is in the comments (good job Raj), so if you want to try the game first without knowing how its done don't look at the comments.

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Sep 20, 2003


My one month free trial is up.

Total number of hits: 3122
Average per day: 104.07

The gestation period of a rabbit is also one month.


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Sep 21, 2003


Its funny that the bear's name is Pooh. Well, not real funny.

From the site Poohism of the Day:

Owl looked at him, and wondered whether to push him off the tree; but, feeling that he could always do it afterwards, he tried once more to find out what they were talking about.

-The House At Pooh Corner

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