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Rantings

Tue, 10 Jul 2007 16:15:29 -0500

But I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna

It won’t be complicated, will it?

Qs:

What will my commitments be before and during the week?

Tours together?

So you pay for transportation, right?

"Theodor Adorno ceased his work as a composer, declaring, “writing any more poetry after..."

Fri, 29 Jun 2007 21:11:28 -0500

“Theodor Adorno ceased his work as a composer, declaring, “writing any more poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric”. The concepts of civilization and of progress were called into question more profoundly than after the slaughter of World War I. Germany, one of the most enlightened European countries, radiant with art, literature and philosophy, was guilty of arguably the worst crime against humanity ever committed.”

- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/After_the_Holocaust

"Nations have no permanent friends and no permanent enemies. Only permanent interests"

Sat, 16 Jun 2007 18:33:26 -0500

“Nations have no permanent friends and no permanent enemies. Only permanent interests”

- Lord Palmerston

"Al final de la década de los setenta, los directivos de Suramericana de Seguros, la Compañía..."

Wed, 06 Jun 2007 22:44:10 -0500

“Al final de la década de los setenta, los directivos de Suramericana de Seguros, la Compañía Nacional de Chocolates y la Compañía de Cemento Argos participaron en la formación del denominado Grupo Empresarial Antioqueño, creado con el fin de protegerse mutuamente de tomas hostiles a las empresas antioqueñas por parte de grupos económicos de otras regiones del país.”

- Ain’t it cool?

Remembering DC

Mon, 21 May 2007 00:44:23 -0500

De puro mazoquista… vuelvo a publicar esto… para recordar… y para dejar constancia de lo que se deja de hacer por luchar por causas perdidas… Tomado de alguien de Craig’s List…

Missed connection with Washington, DC

I miss you already, you wonderful, self-important, walkable, sporty, humid, pretentious, kinetic, dazzling, overpriced, overcaffeinated, cobblestoned, self-conscious, self-unaware, popped-collar-sporting, popped-collar-mocking, preppy hipster college town masquerading as the political capital of the world.

I was just 17 when we met. You were my first love, and you stuck with me through thick and then - the years rat-racing through college, that weird time after college when I worked in a restaurant, the overpaid paralegal job, the misguided semester of law school, and then even when I moved down to Virginia I still visited you every single weekend.

When the plane hit the Pentagon, I watched the smoke from across the river and cried. I thought the scaffolding around the Washington Monument was beautiful. I sat in Einstein’s lap. When I was flush I drank at the 18th street lounge, and when I was broke I went across the street to Lucky Bar. I could lie in my bed at night and listen to the monkeys making a racket across the street at the zoo, and wake up on a Saturday and sit in my front yard and smoke a cigar with my best friends and watch your young families and your gorgeous, gorgeous young women strolling by.

Georgetown was the neighborhood I loved to hate, and seedy Adams Morgan at 3 AM on a Saturday was the neighborhood I hated to admit I loved. Afternoons laughing out loud at the human circus in Dupont Circle, then getting my butt kicked at chess by some homeless guy. All those weekends we spent Running Against Bush. Man, that seems like such a long time ago. Hitting up Mount Pleasant for real, authentic Mexican food, or crashing with my Hill friends and waking up early to get breakfast at Eastern Market.

Running on the Mall. Playing Ultimate or soccer or rugby on the Mall. Flying kites on the Mall. Building a snow sculpture of the Capitol, on the Mall. Worshipping in the temples of Lincoln and Roosevelt and most of all, Jefferson. Taking pretty girls for walks on the Mall and ending up on the top deck of the Kennedy Center, looking out at your beautiful lights and wanting it all so badly.

All those mornings for all those years, waking up before daylight to row up and down and up and down and up and down the Potomac. Running from the cops under Key Bridge. Drag racing up Rock Creek Park in the middle of the night, and a thousand other crazy stupid things we did together that in retrospect were idiotic but at the time, just meant being young and being broke and alive and full of ideals and most of all, happy.

And now they’ve finally taken me away from you, and made me come live in this desolate little town in the middle of nowhere where the highest form of culture is the Barber shop/Tattoo parlor combo, and the nearest movie theater is 40 miles away, and the people weigh too much and talk too slowly and I can’t complain any more about strangers in bars always wanting to ask what’s your job and what’s your politics, ‘cause around here, everyone’s job is the same and people don’t understand why a polite person would want to bring up politics in the first place.

I guess I never really told you how I felt, DC. They say that you don’t know what you’ve got ‘till it’s gone… only, I guess in our case, you’re still there, and I’m the one who’s gone, but anyway it works out the same way in the end. But now that I’m gone, I just wanted to tell you hey, thanks for all the memories, all the good times, all the things you taught me about myself and my country and the world.

I’ll never forget you, the city of my youth. You’re beautiful to me. You’ll always be my first love.

this is in or around Middle of Nowhere
no — it’s NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests

"Does it really matter that the American and European intelligentsia quench their thirst for the..."

Sun, 20 May 2007 23:38:37 -0500

“Does it really matter that the American and European intelligentsia quench their thirst for the exotic by promoting Latin American Idiots? The unequivocal answer is yes. A cultural struggle is under way in Latin America—between those who want to place the region in the global firmament and see it emerge as a major contributor to the Western culture to which its destiny has been attached for five centuries, and those who cannot reconcile themselves to the idea and resist it.”

- The Return of the Idiot
By Alvaro Vargas Llosahttp://www.foreignpolicy.com/story/cms.php?story_id=3805&page=2

La pelea de Ally McBeal… Alguien se acuerda de esto?

Sun, 20 May 2007 18:07:20 -0500

La pelea de Ally McBeal… Alguien se acuerda de esto?

Inside the Digital Dump

Sun, 20 May 2007 13:08:52 -0500

Inside the Digital Dump:

Los desechos de nuestra industria… alguien alguna vez se preocupó por Cero Emisiones?

"It seems a lot of tech folks just don’t care enough to blog. What is going to happen soon is that..."

Sun, 20 May 2007 12:54:56 -0500

“It seems a lot of tech folks just don’t care enough to blog. What is going to happen soon is that those people will not be able to land the really sweet gigs. Companies will be impressed by blogging candidates, knowing that they take their work seriously enough to document it and share it. Those who don’t blog will have to settle for the lackluster jobs. Maybe this isn’t a bad thing, since the sweet gigs often require a “way of life” attitude towards the work.”

- http://www.darowski.com/tracesofinspiration/2007/03/06/the-blog-is-the-new-resume/

The magic of Eclipse

Fri, 18 May 2007 01:30:47 -0500

Tomado de ContractorUK.com:

Already popular as the IDE’s IDE, Eclipse has gained a large and actively contributing community of users during its six year career supporting enterprise computing. For the uninitiated, unlike most other popular IDEs that generally rely on a hard-coded core of tools which can be extended with plug-ins, Eclipse is constructed almost entirely of plug-in components. This gives it flexibility and adaptability that is almost unmatched in modern application development.

Definitely seems like we got ourselves a new religion… and I’m more than willing to be baptized ;)

live from the office

Wed, 16 May 2007 09:54:15 -0500

Es hora de una pequeña bitacora de mis dias en la empresa pa posterior analisis y mi propio proceso personal de desarrollo de sw (personal, ya que trabajo solo, con poca supervision)

1. Empecé en una nebulosa analizando el problema, haciendo mil dibujitos en el cuaderno q me dieron hasta entenderlo

2. Empecé a hacer diagramas en enterprise architect… una vision de procesos siempre asegura un exito total… pretty straightforward

3. Luego me cambiaron el framework… por uno de Eclipse… cambio que fue muy bien recibido por mi persona… pero obviamente hubo que hacer prueba de concepto (“una bobada que hice”, como se la presenté al jefe)

4. Luego a modificar el diseño para adaptar al nuevo framework.

5. Revision del diseño detallado, con unos tweaks, y otros que sé que son errores pero que no me siento en la autoridad de arreglarlos ya… sino que durante la implementacion la solucion irá surgiendo… pero no se q tan saludable sea esto desde el punto de vista del proceso de sw… que piensan? por favor escribanme

6. La parte emocionante… empezar a desarrollar…. ahhh crear un proyecto en Eclipse… crear paquetes… y una iniciativa mia… diseñar un test unitario antes de empezar a programar como tal… en eso estoy en este momento… it’ll be really cool…

pocas horas

Tue, 15 May 2007 10:56:00 -0500

Me siento medio graduandome… falta un dia para entregar el ultimo trabajo de la ultima materia de la ruta en estudios en lógica y filosofía… me pregunto cuando veré este tipo de cosas de nuevo… con tantas cosas ya no queda tiempo para leer un doc de filosofia

pero no voy a negar que ya no siento el interés por estas lecturas que sentía antes…

o tal vez se trate de los autores…

en todo caso, I think this is goodbye… aunque con las vueltas de la vida… ya veremos q pasa