December 31, 2003


The Rites wishes you and your headspace companions a very magical new year. May 2004 sigh your name in an ecstatic exhalation of love.

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December 12, 2003

30 to 30

Today, it's 30 days until I turn 30.

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December 11, 2003

British Metal

Seen on The Orb mailing list: "Brits commenting on metal is like girl scouts complaining about morning wood..."

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What is santorum?

A new word: let's make it happen.

Oh, and this might explain it.

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Imagination at work

Fun. And a nice time-sink.

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Real men

"It's not that we're afraid you assholes, it's that we don't menstruate."

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Underwear packaging

Is it a sock? A bird? Or perhaps, just perhaps, it's a semi.

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Nip, tuck, gasp

Before you have that cosmetic surgery, consider this.

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December 10, 2003

C More or Less

A subject-oriented language. Each C+- class instance, known as a subject, holds hidden members, known as prejudices, agendas or undeclared preferences, which are impervious to outside messages; as well as public members, known as boasts or claims.

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Oskar got one of these for his birthday, and brought it into the office.

It's a total time-sink.

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Use your finger... dial one up.

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December 09, 2003


An extremely exhaustive listing of the transmissions on PAS7/10.

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Video protection

Trying to lock the door on piracy: old, but interesting article on video encryption.

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Did you know that Irdeto is a subsidiary of the international subscriber platform group MIH Limited, which is a subsidiary of Naspers?

I didn't.

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Scotty Bunny!

Ever feel your job isn't as much fun as someone else's?

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Shift over

Light years beyond encryption. Apparently.

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Queer Qomics

Homoblues, and others...

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December 08, 2003

Chris on spam

Chris says this:

I've been getting spam from a spammer whose auto-name-generator has been fed the wrong dictionaries.


Colonialism K Standoffish
Echelon J Bonehead
Warts F Phrenology
Playacting T Threshing
Weathercock J Convulsion
Conking V Boastfulness
Piaget D Constituents
Uglies B Phoning
Vetting C Straitening

I amuse myself by imagining what these people must be like.

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The Matrix Vibe(rator)

So what are you waiting for? Get ready to Plug and Play. Or would you prefer wireless? Even if it's discontinued?

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December 05, 2003

Single-letter Google

Brett sent me this source for a .REG file:

Windows Registry Editor Version 5.00

[HKEY_CURRENT_USER\Software\Microsoft\Internet Explorer\SearchUrl\g]
" "="+"

Now just type 'g sexual wombats' into your address bar in Internet Explorer so search for (in this case) sexual wombats.

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December 04, 2003

Moyo, in Melrose Arch

Been meaning to mention Moyo for a while. Went there once. Apparently everyone else loves them.

They've replicated the African dining experience perfectly: right down to the crap service and non-English-speaking waiters.

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Comment spam

Comment spam in blogs. When email is not enough.

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And on the subject of letters close to each other

Google mentions in its newsletter that its coding contest has ended. Interestingly, it referes to code jockeys as 'bit flickers'. Now let's see what happens to that word when we put it all in uppercase:


See? Funny.

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Eunuch's fonts

Why is it that UNIX-based Windowing systems never get the font/typeface support right? While the rest of us Wintel-addicts are revelling in the glories of perfectly rendered, sublimely aliased, pitch-perfect Verdana, nestling gently up against Tahoma, and fondling Trebuchet, UNIX refugees bravely face the world, a blocky Arial their only weapon?

Look, UNIXy layout applications always got it right at the printer level. Which is way too late. At least on the Wintel boxes, those ever-fewer blue-screens-of-death look damn good.

I'm using Oskar's computer at the moment and I'm feeling visually assaulted by all these errant pixels.

Kern, baby, kern.

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December 03, 2003


Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate.

Hard drive failure. Eskom die.

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There are none so blind that cannot see. Welcome to the light.

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December 02, 2003


These are 15 trends taking place in logo design. LogoLounge looks good.

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Babes in the food

On Sunday we all chilled at Lee and Warren's place, where I got to spend some time with Erynne. It's like every subsequent time I spend with Erynne, she becomes more and more of a little human, eagerly inquisitive about this massive world around her.

For example, we're a talkative bunch. And now Erynne is in the 'discovering voice' phase. And of course, when you discover something new, you use it over and over again (some would say that I'm still discovering my voice, but that would only be if I let them get a word in).

Anyway, I was sitting outside with Warren and Erynne. I was having a cigarette. Erynne was intent on making the task of Warren feeding her as fraught with mess as possible.

All was going surprisingly well (which always bodes ill). I had ensured that I was far enough from Erynne and that the wind was blowing any cigarette smoke away from her. Warren was getting about 2 out of every 3 spoonfuls of food in her mouth. There was minimal food around her lips. It was idyllic.

Then Lee walked out. And things went pear-shaped.

Erynne missed a spoonful. Warren dropped the food on the floor. The wind changed, bringing the rich aroma of Virginian tobacco to within Lee's nostrils. In one fell swoop, the picture changed from innocents feeding innocent, to the "How Not To Do It' section of 'Bring Up Your Child Responsibly'.

We froze. Somewhere a dog barked. Erynne looked charming as always. Warren and I, however, rapidly assumed the guilt-ridden-look of an American President.

"Did you see that?" Warren asked Lee, referring to the food on the ground.

"Yep," she said, as she proferred a mouthful to Erynne. It was refused.

"She's full," Lee pronounced, with the practiced air of a mom.

We breathed a sigh of relief.

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I'll be back to front

Mr Schwarzenegger weighed in on the gay marriage debate with the comment "I think that gay marriage is something that should be between a man and a woman."

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The locked toilet

The first stall in the guy's toilet at work is now, again, Pubic, er... Public Domain. The entire floor of the building is occupied (unlike the stall, which was for private use of one person from a company downstairs).

Gotta love progress.

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Why MP3 tags V2 are cool.

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