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31.5.04
Hello BloggerBot: Good v.s. Bad
Good:
Bad:
Now, all I need is a digital camera and/or a camera phone, so I can actually use it. Anyone wanna give me a free one?
- Very easy to use, pretty much idiot-proof (except maybe the worst idiots)
- Free photo storage!
Bad:
- Only supports JPEG
- Doesn't take advantage of the title and link fields in Blogger
Now, all I need is a digital camera and/or a camera phone, so I can actually use it. Anyone wanna give me a free one?
The Dawn of a New Age?
So, it's official. PM Goh will be stepping down, and PAP MPs have "unanimously supported" DPM Lee Hsian Loong to be the next PM. The handover will be done some time in July, but the exact date has not been fixed yet.
Let's see where this change is gonna lead us.
(I can't help but wonder: Will Singapore's 4th PM be a Goh again? That'll be a pretty interesting pattern, dontcha think?)
Let's see where this change is gonna lead us.
(I can't help but wonder: Will Singapore's 4th PM be a Goh again? That'll be a pretty interesting pattern, dontcha think?)
30.5.04
Blogger's new features
*phew*
Finally finished refactoring and republishing my blog to take advantage of some of Blogger's new features. It would've been nice if Blogger automated some of the things though, like allowing you to apply the changes to all your old postings automatically, rather than making you do it manually.
Next: Start playing with the Hello BloggerBot.
Finally finished refactoring and republishing my blog to take advantage of some of Blogger's new features. It would've been nice if Blogger automated some of the things though, like allowing you to apply the changes to all your old postings automatically, rather than making you do it manually.
Next: Start playing with the Hello BloggerBot.
Do you want these people to run your country?
Earlier this week, Bush delivered a speech at the War College about the White House policy on Iraq. He only mentioned Abu Ghraib, the prison notorious for the abuse of Iraqi prisoners, three times in the entire speech. And yet, in typical Bush fashion, he managed to butcher the pronunciation all three times. First, it was "Abugha-rayp". Then it was "Abu Garon". And finally, it was "Abu Garah". (Most Americans prononounce it as "Abu Grabe").
No wonder he picked the War College for that speech. Anywhere else, and at least half the audience would've been rolling in the aisles.
But inept politicians are not just an American thing. In India, also earlier this week, a politician announced that he refuses to accept the portfolio of minister of heavy industries and state enterprises because he found out that another politician has also been appointed for the same position.
And yet the next day, he was sitting in the minister's chair. His explanation? "I spoke to Sonia [Gandhi] and Congress, and they told me to run the office until they sort everything out".
Yeah, right.
No wonder he picked the War College for that speech. Anywhere else, and at least half the audience would've been rolling in the aisles.
But inept politicians are not just an American thing. In India, also earlier this week, a politician announced that he refuses to accept the portfolio of minister of heavy industries and state enterprises because he found out that another politician has also been appointed for the same position.
And yet the next day, he was sitting in the minister's chair. His explanation? "I spoke to Sonia [Gandhi] and Congress, and they told me to run the office until they sort everything out".
Yeah, right.
28.5.04
23.5.04
Liberdad!
Yet another one of my ex-colleagues has left the company, and as usual, it was a reason to celebrate. (Quite shocked to find out last week that another ex-colleague left the company several weeks prior, too). We went to Embargo yesterday, and it was a pretty fun night, meeting all the old folks again. Plus, I also got some blog addresses. (Keat, if you're seeing this, the link should say "LiQuid!'s blog". Thanks. :P).
Well, anyway, I should be getting to bed now. Gotta be awake for my class at 9.00 a.m. I know I shouldn't be complaining, because I really want to do this, but bloody hell! I'll be glad when this is over. Well, 2 more weeks to go. Then, exams. Cisco's exam questions look pretty tough. Well, tricky, more than anything. And you can't go back if you happen to miss out on some small nuance in the question and picked the wrong answer. Which seriously sucks, of course. (Cisco certification exams are the only ones where you can't go back and correct your answer).
OK, enough. I really ought to be going off now. G'nite!
Well, anyway, I should be getting to bed now. Gotta be awake for my class at 9.00 a.m. I know I shouldn't be complaining, because I really want to do this, but bloody hell! I'll be glad when this is over. Well, 2 more weeks to go. Then, exams. Cisco's exam questions look pretty tough. Well, tricky, more than anything. And you can't go back if you happen to miss out on some small nuance in the question and picked the wrong answer. Which seriously sucks, of course. (Cisco certification exams are the only ones where you can't go back and correct your answer).
OK, enough. I really ought to be going off now. G'nite!
I have lost something very dear to me
On Wednesday night, I stayed back at the office to finish up on some work, and I had to take a cab home. I got off the cab, went to the Cheers store nearby to get a drink, before turning in. When I got out of the store, I realized that I've dropped my Zippo. In a panic, I retraced my steps, hoping that it might have dropped along the way, but of course it wasn't there. I called up the lost and found department, and when they asked me if I have the taxi number, I told them that I didn't.
But the thing is, of course, I did.
I only realized the next morning, when I was in the shower, that I do have the taxi number. Since the company is paying for my taxi fare, I asked for a receipt before I got off. And the taxi number, of course, was on the receipt! I quickly got out of the shower and called them up again, giving them the taxi number. Of course, by this time it was too late, but I was still holding on to that sliver of hope. But, of course, as the way thing always go, the driver couldn't find it. My Zippo, the one that my friends gave to me for my 21st, the one with my name etched on the side.
I can't help banging my head over it, especially over how stupid I was. If I'd remembered about the receipt before I went to bed, I could've at least had a better chance of getting it back. (Plus, I did stay up pretty late that night, worried as I was. Think I turned in at about 3.00 a.m.).
So now, I am Zippo-less and feel like a total bloody idiot. Not a very good way to start the weekend.
P.S.: Seems like Blogger has a new interface. Kinda like the old one better, not too many tabs to click, and you can do everything from one page. Ah well... such is the price of progress (and marketing).
But the thing is, of course, I did.
I only realized the next morning, when I was in the shower, that I do have the taxi number. Since the company is paying for my taxi fare, I asked for a receipt before I got off. And the taxi number, of course, was on the receipt! I quickly got out of the shower and called them up again, giving them the taxi number. Of course, by this time it was too late, but I was still holding on to that sliver of hope. But, of course, as the way thing always go, the driver couldn't find it. My Zippo, the one that my friends gave to me for my 21st, the one with my name etched on the side.
I can't help banging my head over it, especially over how stupid I was. If I'd remembered about the receipt before I went to bed, I could've at least had a better chance of getting it back. (Plus, I did stay up pretty late that night, worried as I was. Think I turned in at about 3.00 a.m.).
So now, I am Zippo-less and feel like a total bloody idiot. Not a very good way to start the weekend.
P.S.: Seems like Blogger has a new interface. Kinda like the old one better, not too many tabs to click, and you can do everything from one page. Ah well... such is the price of progress (and marketing).
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