Hello world! Again!

Ouch. I managed to lose a months worth of writing, and migrating the server is a pain in the bumbum. Nothing works as it should at the moment, so bear with me while I sacrifice a chicken and do some voodoo over the backups.

I guess it’s time to learn who cron is and why I should befriend her. Some sidebar stuff is gone, nothing I can’t reconstruct except a few witticisms that are gone with the wind. Oh well, each crash is slightly less dramatic than the previous one. Optimism is the word of the day.

Bokmässan dag 2 3 4

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Jag strundade i mässan igår. Det fanns inte några föredrag jag ville se och lördagar är vanligtvis väldigt trånga. Jag har bara varit här en kort stund idag. I väntan på att förlagen kör sin vanliga tok-rea med fyra till priset av ett så sitter jag bland toma vinglas i pressrummet. Mässan avslutas med någon kort presentation för pressen där man otvivelsutan förklarar evenemanget en strålande succé och välkomnar oss åter nästa år.

Vet inte varför jag inte har haft samma entusiasm det här året. Vanligtvis lallar jag runt som förhäxad av alla böcker och shit, men nu har jag mest varit uttråkad. Delvis så beror det på att de seminarium som erbjöds var bland det lamaste på länge – väldigt få var värda att gå på – men framförallt så tror jag att jag saknade ett mål med att vara här. Tidigare har jag haft som mål att antingen få med mig så många böcker härifrån som möjligt, andra gånger så har någon varit här som jag verkligen ville intervjua, men i år så har jag bara gått runt i cirklar.

Det är en timme kvar innan allt stänger. Jag ska kolla om det finns någon att träffa eller något att göra. Syndikalisterna hade en presskonferens som jag missade tidigare idag eftersom de satt Bonniers leveranser i blockad. Det är löneförhandlingar som har strandat. Yelah.net har en kort notis om det här: SAC blockad

Appropriate christmas followup

Here’s a greek blog that mentiones the appropriate christmas soundwork I did last year. The fun part is reading the babelfish translation of it. Here’s the original post for those of you who read greek: uneducated.wordpress.com

And here’s the babelfish translation:

Has already begun a long time ago fa’ltso ihej’wn that play “epohjaka’”? songs. Paro’lo however that some gentleman has syndja’sej 2380 such songs in a piece, me bothers by no means!

the appropriate christmas is a audio mix of some 2400 christmas tracks that i’ve downloaded over the years.

It passed through filters a extract of 8 seconds from each one from 2380 christmas songs (more many and of the collections of TimeLife that is to say), the syndj’ase depending on frequencies that it selected and the result it has duration 75 thinly. Sa we say entire album. Interest of project Swede, Mateusz Pozar.

why those frequencies? because it sounds good

Very good concept – even if by no means ey’iho (or digestible generally)!

The page project is found here: appropriate christmas me’sw www.monocultured.com/blog. Lower the piece and write in a CD, from here via the David Bendit / dev/urandom —? Pseudorandomness or lowered this torrent from him Took Bay, or straight from his page.

That is to say if the LCD Soundsystem do write “?45:33”? for the Nike then, the gentleman in question writes for all us!

Congratulations to Mateusz Pozar!

Google word search

Googling random words can give good ROI.

Proper: www.apropersite.com
Funny smell: www.netdoctor.co.uk

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Avurt. It sounds like a yoghurt but is actually a “non-lethal” “self-defence” “weapon”. It shoots something that might make you vomit. And it’s available in pink. You have to check out their webpage – the infomercial video that autoplays when you get there is gold.

If you want to get me a present, get me one of these: www.avurt.com

And here is an example of a certain lack of finesse in a gaming commercial:

Who’s Your Baghdaddy?

The Nation has a long article containing inverviews with U.S soldiers that were stationed in Iraq. You want to read it: thenation.com

“As an American, you just put your hand up with your palm towards somebody and your fingers pointing to the sky,” said Sergeant Jefferies, who was responsible for supplying fixed checkpoints in Diyala twice a day. “That means stop to most Americans, and that’s a military hand signal that soldiers are taught that means stop. Closed fist, please freeze, but an open hand means stop. That’s a sign you make at a checkpoint. To an Iraqi person, that means, Hello, come here. So you can see the problem that develops real quick. So you get on a checkpoint, and the soldiers think they’re saying stop, stop, and the Iraqis think they’re saying come here, come here. And the soldiers start hollering, so they try to come there faster. So soldiers holler more, and pretty soon you’re shooting pregnant women.”