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Sunday, March 31, 2002

Wedding Story

I wrote up my experience with the Wedding/Renaissance Festival from last weekend and posted a smattering of photos that I received from it. Check out the link to the left marked Family.

Wednesday, March 27, 2002

Lord of the Rings DVD

Check out the sneak peek!
The Story of Ping

I loved this book when I was a kid. I used to read it to my little brother over and over.

Prehnite pointed out this review on Amazon. Be sure to look for the second one.

(Since so many people had trouble with catching on with where the review I was talking about was, I'm swiping it and posting it here, too.)



by Marjorie
Flack
, Kurt
Wiese
(Illustrator)



List Price: $14.99


4806 of 4919 people found the following review helpful:

5 of 5 stars
Ping! I love that duck!, January 25, 2000

Reviewer: A reader from El Segundo


PING! The magic duck!


Using deft allegory, the authors have provided an insightful and intuitive
explanation of one of Unix's most venerable networking utilities. Even more
stunning is that they were clearly working with a very early beta of the
program, as their book first appeared in 1933, years (decades!) before the
operating system and network infrastructure were finalized.



The book describes networking in terms even a child could understand,
choosing to anthropomorphize the underlying packet structure. The ping packet is
described as a duck, who, with other packets (more ducks), spends a certain
period of time on the host machine (the wise-eyed boat). At the same time each
day (I suspect this is scheduled under cron), the little packets (ducks) exit
the host (boat) by way of a bridge (a bridge). From the bridge, the packets
travel onto the internet (here embodied by the Yangtze River).



The title character -- er, packet, is called Ping. Ping meanders around the
river before being received by another host (another boat). He spends a brief
time on the other boat, but eventually returns to his original host machine (the
wise-eyed boat) somewhat the worse for wear.



If you need a good, high-level overview of the ping utility, this is the
book. I can't recommend it for most managers, as the technical aspects may be
too overwhelming and the basic concepts too daunting.



Problems With This Book



As good as it is, The Story About Ping is not without its faults. There is no
index, and though the ping(8) man pages cover the command line options well
enough, some review of them seems to be in order. Likewise, in a book solely
about Ping, I would have expected a more detailed overview of the ICMP packet
structure.



But even with these problems, The Story About Ping has earned a place on my
bookshelf, right between Stevens' Advanced Programming in the Unix Environment,
and my dog-eared copy of Dante's seminal work on MS Windows, Inferno. Who can
read that passage on the Windows API ("Obscure, profound it was, and
nebulous, So that by fixing on its depths my sight -- Nothing whatever I
discerned therein."), without shaking their head with deep understanding.
But I digress.

Tuesday, March 26, 2002

The Web Alliance Against Disney's Butchering of HK Films

My friend, Xtian, gave me this link.
If you're a fan of HK flicks, check it out and feel free to sign the petition!

Appeal to Disney for Respectful Treatment of Asian films Petition
Family Humor

Tony Blair is visiting an Edinburgh hospital and he enters a ward full of
patients with no obvious signs of injury or illness.

He greets the first patient and the patient replies,

"Fair fa your honest sonsie face,
Great chieftan o the puddin race,
Aboon them a you take your place,
Painch, tripe or thairm,
Weel worthy are you o a grace
As langs my airm."

Tony, being somewhat confused, just grins and moves on to the next
patient and greets him. The patient replies,

"Some hae meat and canna eat,
and some wad eat that want it,
But we hae meat and we can eat,
So let the lord be thankit."

Even more confused, but trying not to show it, Tony moves on to the next
patient who immediately begins to chant,

"Wee sleekit, cowerin, timrous beasty
O what a panics in thy breastie
Thou needna start awa sae hastie,
Wi bickering brattle."

The last patient seems to be a winter sportsman:

When Winter muffles up his cloak,
And binds the mire like a rock;
When to the loughs the curlers flock,
Wi' gleesome speed,
Wha will they station at the cock,
Tam Samson's dead?

Alarmed, Tony turns to the doctor who is accompanying him and asks, "What
kind of unit is this, a psychiatric ward?"

"No", replies the doctor, "This is the Serious Burns Unit."
By Jove, I think I've got it!

It looks like my Blogger is doing what I want it to now. Soon, I will share my adventures of the previous weekend with you all. Be afraid... be very afraid! Muhahahaha!

Monday, March 25, 2002

Still getting the hang of using my Blogger...

While you patiently wait for me to get my !#@% together, check out my friend Victor's Insights.
Thumbs are the new fingers for the GameBoy generation

This would explain why I get so much sloppy e-mail from kids. :P
Virtual Keyboard

Umm, wow...

Wednesday, March 13, 2002

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Location: San Diego, California, United States

Buy Trigun! I translated it! http://tinyurl.com/2evf5p