Don’t panic.
Nicht mal, wenn der Film echt stinklangweilig ist. Marvin ist verschenkt, und die besten Witze aus dem Buch wurden zugunsten der drittbesten weggelassen. (ganz schlimm: Die Szene, in welcher der Vogone sein Gedicht vorliest. Geht total unter. Sauschade.)
Besser Buch lesen.
Schade, dass sie in der Sneak nicht mehr die richtig guten Filme bringen. Der war einfach zu dünn, um noch gut genannt zu werden. Zu lieblos, ideenlos, routiniert. Schade (die 2.), weil Pierce Brosnan eigentlich ziemlich grandios war in seinen letzten Filmen.
Nebenbei allerdings fand ich eine sehr gute Seite zum Thema Sneak: filmstarts.de – für die, die wissen wollen, was anläuft. Inclusive sehr guter (weil ausführlicher) Kritiken + Wertung …
Well, there’s a phishing IQ test site online, where you can test your ability to tell real mails and phishing mails apart. I scored 80% …
Soso. Erst mal: Heute (naja, um ganz genau zu sein, gestern) hatte ich Geburtstag. Für alle diejenigen, die mir nicht gratulierten: Möge der Fluch der ETechniker euch an den Fersen kleben!! :))
Aber war schon gut. Hatte ’ne kleine Überraschungsparty, die nur dadurch ein wenig unüberraschender wurde, dass der liebe Schulk direkt vor dem Haus parkte … jaja … . Und ich bekam ein supertolles Geschenk. (Wird natürlich nicht verraten, ist viel zu geil 😉 )
Ansonsten habe ich es – nach insgesamt 240 km Gesamtfahrleistung nur diesem einen Zweck gewidmet – geschafft, mich schließlich und endlich fest beim Flugverein zum Fliegen anzumelden. PPL, ich komme.
Und last but not least habe ich mich hinreißen lassen, mit zwei Freunden FKK zu betreiben. Und fand glatt mal Geschmack daran – keine nasse, klebende, klamme Badehose nach dem Baden, und schwimmen ist auch irgendwie netter so …
Update: Warum hier im Datum June 5th steht weiß ich allerdings auch nicht … ?-)
My nice little server was hacked by some lowlife being. He hijacked it, started dossing some poor other machine, and got caught by the admins of the computing center where my poor little baby lives. Cost me 39 €uros, and two days work.
Apart from that does Arcor sucks big time at the moment. My DSL connection is cut every 2o minutes or so, which is highly annoying when working with SSH shells to get the Unix server back on line – I have to wait about 5 minutes for reconnecting every time it disconnects. Great fun.
Wer erinnert sich noch an das BatMobil? Ich jedenfalls fand sowohl den Film (den ersten!) als auch die Comics quite cool. Offenbar war ich damit nicht alleine, sondern in Gesellschaft der Ingenieure von DaimlerChrysler (genauer: Maybach), die sich wohl entschlossen haben, eine Version des BatMobils unter dem Maybach-Logo zu bauen.
(leider Bild verloren)
Das neue BatMobil heisst Exelero, die Entwicklung verschlang 10 Millionen Euro, es hat 700 PS, und es fuhr die italienische Rennstrecke Nardo mit der Durchschnittsgeschwindigkeit von etwas über 350 km/h bei einem Gewicht von 2.6 Tonnen.
Das ist schon nicht soo schlecht.
Und ich hätte es glaube ich auch gerne.
Und es sieht aus wie das BatMobil, finde ich 🙂
Ach ja, noch ein Rekord von Mercedes: In den USA ließen die Jungs drei … CDI irgendwas 100.000 Kilometer testfahren. Das an sich ist noch nicht so besonders ungewöhnlich, allerdings fuhren die drei Wagen (alle mit Dieselmotor) nonstop und absolvierten die 100K km mit einer Durchschnittsgeschwindigkeit von 241 km/h. Ohne Reparaturen, wohlgemerkt …
Es begab sich, dass ich eines schönen Pfingstmontagmorgens Brötchen holen wollte. Nachdem ich acht Uhr für ein wenig früh hielt ging ich um halb zehn auf den Weg. Zu Bormuth am Marktplatz. Leider hatte der zu – erst ab halb elf geöffnet. Schade, aber die guten Menschen dort möchten ja auch ihren Schlaf.
Also ging es weiter zu Bormuth in der Nähe des Bauhauses, aber auch dort gab es noch keine Brötchen.
Wieder zu hause beschloss ich nach einer kleinen Konferenz mit meiner Mutter, den Bäcker Müller aufzusuchen, der wohl sonntags auch Brötchen hat. Dort allerdings gab es keine Wasserbrötchen mehr, und die Vollkornbrötchen waren ein wenig mohnlastig. Weiter zu Bäcker Betz in der Dieburger Str,. der sonst Sonntags auch grundsätzlich offen hat; leider mochte aber auch dieser Pfingstmontag nicht arbeiten. Ebensowenig offen war dann das Hauptgeschäft der Bäckerei Müller, oder die Filiale der Bäckerei Bader in Bessungen, oder mein Stammbäcker im gleichen Bessungen (der wird ja auch von Bormuth beliefert).
Also wieder nach Hause, und mit Warten abgefunden. Pünktlich um halb elf dann fuhr ich los in die Innenstadt zu meiner Festung Bormuth. Die Festung allerdings wurde heute nur halb in Betrieb genommen: Das Café ja, der Bäcker nein (und nein, Brötchen gibts daher heute keine). Na gut, dann eben der am Bauhaus – aber der hatte heute auch ganz zu, ich hatte nur nicht genau auf die Zettel in der Tür geschaut. Na super.
Also holte ich Brötchen an der Tankstelle (Entfernung: 300m, Öffnungszeiten: 24/7), diese wenigstens frisch aus dem Ofen. Nebenbei informierte mich der Bordcomputer dann darüber, dass ich insgesamt ca. 50 Minuten fuhr und 30 Kilometer zurückgelegt hatte auf der Jagd nach den Montagsbrötchen.
Ich bin wieder zurück aus dog-shit-city. Ausser einem Husten habe ich nix mitgebracht (na gut, Olivnöl und viele Fotos :-)). Eben jene werden demnächst wieder online gestellt …
Dogshit-City. The poor guys don’t have anywhere to shit, even the trees are – if present – completely surrounded by beton. Whew.
But apart from that … very nice 😉 (even if pretty expensive).
Charlie wurde gerade geschoren. Von mir. Und Mütterchen hielt fest. Ist unglaublich wie viele Haare ein Hund haben kann. Und wie. Echt wahr. Oh Mann.
Just for fun 🙂
Alastair Reynolds
Vernor Vinge (except The peace war)
Lois McMaster Bujold
Richard Morgan (whew!)
Robert Jordan
Peter F. Hamilton
Tad Williams
George R. R. Martin
(in no particular order or genre)
Nun war ich gestern auf dem „Flughafen“ des LSC Babenhausen, und war erstaunt. Ein kleiner Kiesweg mit sehr, sehr vielen Schlaglöchern führt dort hin, und dann erwartete mich ein ziemlich großes Unternehmen mit vielen netten Leuten. (Und witzigerweise davon ziemlich viele junge Mädels, hätte ich gar nicht gedacht …)
Das Wichtige ist, dass ich dort meine PPL Lizenz endlich fertig machen kann, die Leute nett sind, und – was richtig geil ist – die „Durchdringung“ zwischen Motor- und Segelfliegern gefördert wird: Wir sind ein ganz klassischer Verein – wir bieten was, wir verlangen aber auch. 50 Stunden im Jahr sollte man mindestens hier einsetzen, dafür bekommt man aber auch eine Vielzahl an Möglichkeiten. Wenn zum Beispiel Du auf dem Weg zu deinem Flugzeug bist, und da sitzen zwei Segelflieger dumm rum und du hast noch Plätze frei, dann fragt man halt „Wie sieht’s aus – wollt ihr mitkommen?“. Andersrum genauso: Wenn du gerade keinen Bock auf Motorflug hast, dann gehst du halt mal zu den Segelleuten rüber und fragst an, ob du mal testen kannst, wie das so ist.
Klingt doch einfach gut, oder? 🙂
Es gibt Dinge, die machen einfach Spaß. Diesen Freitag war es die 3Dichternacht im Schlosskeller. Matthias kam aus München runter, wir saßen in der ersten Reihe, und die 3 Dichter traten auf.
Was den Abend aber besonders gemacht hat waren nicht die (sehr guten) Darbietungen der 3 Dichter (auch nicht der hässliche Textblock zwischen den Liedern), sondern die Tatsache, dass wir (das Publikum) es tatsächlich geschafft haben, eine zweite Zugabe zu erklatschen.
Man glaubt es ja heute kaum, aber früher waren die Zugaben ja etwas, was wirklich nur gegeben wurde, wenn das Publikum gut drauf war, und die Künstler noch „Bock“ hatten. Heute ist das ja Standard. Nur nicht dort – dort war eine zweite, vollkommen ungeprobte Zugabe drin, und es war einfach irgendwie was Besonderes, weil etwas Echtes.
Bayern
Lauter Trottel auf der Autobahn
Nicht „Deutsches Rotes Kreuz“, vielmehr „Bayrisches Rotes Kreuz“
Autobahn: von 6-20h Tempo 120 (halt so), von 22-6h Tempo 120 (Lärmschutz)
Schickeria
Viele Frauen
Viele schöne Hintern
Ich bin ja soo solo
Parties
Schlechtes Bier
Gute Musik & BritPop
Noch langsamere Bedienungen als Darmstadt
Whisky
Ein schwuler Aktenzeichen-XY-Fan & absoluter Metal-Liebhaber & co-Autor eines Aktenzeichen-XY-Buches
Gute Clubs
Dummbeutel-Grunz-und-Knüppel-Metal
Partybons werden nicht zurückgetauscht, ganz absichtlich
Alte Gebäude
Dallmayr, leider erst Sonntags
Ivan Hajek und sein Akkordeon
Viele Münchner
Chili-Mayonnaise-Dressing im Cafe an der Uni (Cadu)
Schlafen bis 12
EtechnikerEtechnikerEtechnikerEtechniker
Ein leerer Kamera-Akku
Eine Frau mit halbem Gesicht
Ein Elefantenschuh & seine Scheibenwischer
Englischer Garten
Isses noch weit?!
Viel, viel laufen
Stan
Das Axeleum im Bock’schen Garten
…
und noch viel mehr, was mir nicht mehr einfällt 🙂
Ja, er kam heute. Und hier habe ich mal die Beobachtungen der ersten Stunden zusammengefasst.
Aber ein geiles Teil isses schon!
Laptop update bei Mütterchen: Sie bekommt neuen, ich darf natürlich Software & Daten überspielen. Also packe ich die beiden Teile übereinander, wandere die Treppe hoch, und verfange mich mit einem Kabel am Türgriff.
Resultat: Beide fallen der Schwerkraft folgend nach unten. Sind sozusagen beide auf einmal abgestürzt, haha.
Der Neue klatscht auf seine Kante, der alte auf seine externe Netzwerkkarte. Beim alten Schlepptop wurde dabei der CardBus Slot intern verbogen, incl. einiger PINs. Witzigerweise steckten die, als sie verbogen, in einer Karte drin … wie geht denn sowas, bitte?
Beim Nachfolger brachen die Halteklammern des Deckels ab.
Jetzt kann ich leider nicht mehr die Daten vom alten auf den neuen portieren, mangels Netzwerk. So ein Mist.
Und mein Vater hätte heute Geburtstag.
UPDATE:
Ich war natürlich bei dem Notebook-Shop, wo das Notebook gekauft wurde. Reparatur wäre nach deren Aussage natürlich theoretisch kein Problem … allerdings ist ASUS der einzige Hersteller, der keinerlei Ersatzteile an die Händler ausliefert. Daher wäre einschicken die einzige Möglichkeit. Fuper. Und den ganzen Tag schon habe ich Kopfschmerzen.
Jaa, ich habs getan: Eben gerade ging die Bestellung für einen Hifidelio raus – and ProMarkt. Das ist wohlgemerkt nicht der uns allen bekannte Pro-Markt (man beachte den Bindestrich!), wie ich erfahren durfte.
Nebenbei kann man anmerken, dass die Jungs (und Mädels) dort nachgedacht haben: Mit der Bestellung wird ein Newsletter abonniert (ja, lästig). Allerdings hab ich auch nicht drauf geachtet, ob da nicht irgendwo ein Häkchen war … naja. Jedenfalls, die reply-to Adresse der ersten Newsletter-mail war usnubscribe@…. hmm …
Test: reply gedrückt, gesendet ohne änderungen (zwei Mausklicks bis hier). 10 Sekunden später war eine Mail da, die mir ihr Bedauern ausdrückte, dass ich den Newsletter abbestellt hätte. Wahnsinn, das ging mal schnell. So sollten die alle sein, oder?
Well, I talked about the Frankfurt Music Fair, two Whisky tastings, and a class reunion, not to forget the film & photo market. So there’s much to tell during those days.
Let’s start with the Music Fair. Which was thoroughly depressing from the start: I came in through the main entrance located directly in front of hall one. The Piano Salon. And I got in, and there was this cute little asian girl, about 20 years of age maybe. And she had time to spend while waiting for her boyfriend, so she hang around there to look for some pianos. First she was listening to some pianist playing tough stuff on a … Schimmel, I think. As this guy went away she sat down, and … made it better.
Believe me, that’s depressing: 20 years, the typical clich?? bubble-gum asian, pink belt, flare jeans, turqoise top, round back and horrible stance. Sitting on the chair like waiting for the train. And playing like an angel. I was depressed.
… which lasted until I ran into a booth in hall 5 (software & computer components), of a company with the name „S&M“ of all things. They followed the age-old rule-of-thumb sex sells. An angel (model with thong, bra, two – tiny – wings on the back, and a devil, with a hot-pants (very small), tight top with a fish net on top of it. Both in high heels. Nice. (I actually made three rounds around that block to make sure I could give a proper redescription 😉 ).
But the worst thing at all was the percussions hall. Everywhere people were testing drum sets, and due to the inability of the human hearing to locate those noises precisely it always sounded as if someone was trashing away wildly at some place just around the corner. But when I went there, well, then it was just another random mix of the testing sounds of fifty people scattered all over the hall ….
Later in the evening I went to a Whisky tasting. Classic malts. Very nice, I can recommend Oban as a very good one. This thing was held in the Destille Darmstadt, which is run by the father of the TV cook Tim Mälzer (VOX – Schmeckt nicht – gibt’s nicht).
Next day, next Whisky tasting (hehe). Highland Park, Scapa, Tobermory, Isle of Jura, Bunnahabhain, Bowmore, Laphroaig and Ardbeg. Well, number four is a good one, numbers five and six are great. Seven and eight … well, if you wanna have something which kicks, go for seven. If you ever wanted to know what diesel fuel tastes like, go for eight. Whew.
Then … class reunion. With a bit of Whisky before that’s even funnier 😉 . But this time was a real good one. I saw Thomas again, and Hendrik, and Michael (aka „Lenni“), and Hannes, and Rolf, in the Krokodil. And we talked until three in the morning. Then Thomas drove me home, which was really nice of him.
Then, one day later, film & photo thing at the uni caferteria. Nice, many old things, so nothing for me. I went through some books instead and found maybe one or two interesting ones. That evening I went to go for a coffee with MäxX, who kindly made a new training plan for me (studio, weight lifting, testosterone stuff, ya know 🙂 ).
Well, I was on the muic fair in Frankfurt today, and then at a Whisky tasting event just until now. But to be honest I’m too tired (and a bit too drunk) to write a proper review, so I will just wait until … well, maybe sunday 😉
And sunday I’ll be on the film- and photo-fair at the university cafeteria, so there’ll be even more to tell. Well.
Two of my friends are going crazy. Totally. Both in their own way.
The second one’s birthday is today, and I went to him to install his present (created and manufactured by Flo): A comfort leather toilet seat with armrests. That was the absolute highlight of that day.
After having done that we (The Me, Flo & MäxX) wanted to go to the movies (precisely: Sneak Preview) with Mäx’s roomie, who did invite him in the first place. Alas the boyfriend of hers didn’t inform good old Mäx that the invitation didn’t include the obtaining of the entry tickets. So we drove to the cinema, and after hearing What do you mean with „We don’t have tickets??“ we walked back again. It not like that we have school holidays right now and all of the five (!!) halls were completely (!!!) sold out. And it’s not like I had known that in advance, were I’ve been told that tickets had not been bought for us a little earlier.
I hate that. I am in a bad mood. Which kind of person invites some other person to come along to the movies, after buying the tickets??? Is it me or is that just stupid – especially considering the fact that the tickets are seat reservations?
Well, I am now working to get my 2nd living room sorted out. I have collected 2 boxes of books to give away, tendency still increasing 🙂 . Then the storeroom is due. Ebay is waiting for at least five articles, two of them being furniture, which I am glad to get rid of.
I can only say: It’s a strange sensation, throwing all that stuff out. But I sorted out a great criteria for selecting things. I take them in my hand, and I ask myself do I really need this? … most times the answer is no, but I’ll keep them anyways, just in case – you never really know. At that point I ask myself how often did you say exactly the same thing about exactly the same object? – if the answer to that question is greater than one the thing gets thrown out. (Exceptions in special cases of course permitted 😉 ) …
I have read once that stuff lying around in your house / flat / rooms / etc. is stuff which is just as well lying around „in your brain“, i.e. blocking both physical as well as mental resources. I have found it to be true, I can say.
Well, it’s march now, the weather switched from crazy-snow-masses to mid-spring in about four days. I am an engineer now, and I like BBQs. So I combined the weather with my likings and held the 1st BBQ of the year just today.
And my first official act while being an engineer was something I actually waited years for: I burned my most-hated, evil, tricky, treacherous and mind-numbing lecture scripts while smoking a 27 € cigar.
See the pictures on my photo page.
In einem anderen Posting erwähnte ich doch mal die Veröffentlichung eines Leserbriefs von mir. Bezüglich einer Ampel in DA. Nun … ich bekam einen Brief:
Sehr geehrter Herr Bock,
Ihren Leserbrief im Darmstädter Echo vom 10. Februar 2005 habe ich mit Interesse gelesen.
Am 26.04.05 um 13:30 findet zum Thema Verkehr eine Bürgersprechstunde statt, zu der ich Sie hertlich in die Bauverwaltung, Bessunger Straße 125, Block D, 1. Stock, Zimmer 107 einlade.
Ich möchte Sie bitten, meinem Büro eine kurze Rückantwort zukommen zu lassen.
Ich freue mich auf Ihren Besuch und verbleibe zunächst
mit freundlichen Grüßen
(Wenzel).
Bei der Unterschrift bin ich mir nicht sicher, allerdings ist der Brief von eben jenem Dezernat, und die Form der Unterschrift könnte durchaus „Wenzel“ bedeuten. Selbstverständlich werde ich hingehen … 🙂 .
Well, we are back. From a weekend trip to Hannover, precisely: The CeBit. What can I say … it’s depressing, enlightening, informative, senseless, and … fun. Check out the pics from there 🙂 .
(die Photogallerie ist leider schon lange weg … 🙁 )
… and sometimes I wonder when I stopped knowing and started wondering again. I truly have no clue about what’s going on in the computing industry right now … what’s hot, what’s cold, what’s the next revolution … I just stand in awe and see what there already is …
Politics sucks. And some polititians should be shot for stupidity and/or ignorance. (Yes, I do mean that)
Ich bin so gut. Ich kann kochen. Wow. Ich bin ja so stolz auf mich. Grüne Bandnudeln mit Lachs, nur bei mir waren die Nudeln nicht grün. War sogar recht lecker (auch wenn das ein un-Wort ist). Jetzt bin ich überfressen und glücklich (nennt mich Garfield).
… in which I have put in my thesis with my tutor just on monday. The realization that I’m finished begins to sink in, and my endophines are sloshing around in my head. I’m feeling drugged. I can’t even begin to imagine how it will be when I have finally done that (censored) presentation, which will be my last and final action as a student.
I’ll probably just freak out and burst.
Well, now it’s WordPress 1.5, and it’s great – I think. Textile 2 isn’t present any more, which is not too bad, because Textile 1 suddenly started working, the interface is a bit better, and, well, Spam Karma doesn’t work any more. But I’m a version junkie, so if someone tells me „1.5 is sooo much better than 1.2“ I’ll upgrade. Immediately. 🙂
Anyways, the design kinda sucks – I liked the old one, and maybe I will get it back if I have time. But there’s one feature which is quite amazing, even if I didn’t test it yet: Pages. WordPress is now able not only to manage blog entries, but also something called „pages“, which basically is a simple web page, embedded in the WordPress theme (as far as I have understood that).
Today I will put in my diploma thesis with my tutors. Big day. Sad thing I can’t celebrate with a cigar because of my cold …
… from one town to the other. It’s done now, and I helped. During that process I got a cold, a meal, an opportunity to drive an Alfa Romeo for about 250 Km, and about 200 pictures. The pictures will be put online soon (there will be some pre-selection to eliminate all the really bad ones ;-)). Don’t expect great art anyways …
Heute kam im Darmstätder Echo ein Leserbrief, der auf meinen antwortet. Hehe. Jaja, Verkehr (auf der Straße) ist eben wie Politik ein ganz eigenes Thema. Das Original wurde am 10.2. auf Seite 17 veröffentlicht unter der Überschrift Komplett unsinnig, die Antwort heute auf Seite 22, Überschrift: Nicht fragwürdig.
Well, let’s make it short: 8:2. Crushing. I’m depressed.
But there’s nothing bad without something good to make up for it (although if that would be true there had to be some reeeeally good things coming, but that’s another story): Afterwards we went to the Dresselhof in Groß Zimmern, and, what can I say, the waitress there is truly nice. Not nice like in „Nice shoes, wanna fuck?“-nice, just really good to talk to. The three of us had a very relaxing time there, with some beer and a hot chocolate (astonishing combination, I know :)).
My piano teacher told me that it might be quite good for me to try using the mouse with the left hand – I mentioned a strain while trying to play an octave on the thing. Until now I can only recommend doing that, it really takes some time to get used to, but my hand is very much better now.
Damn computers.
Well, I’m feeling like writing again. (Hopefully the phlegmatic „comes time, comes reader“ approach works here, too 😉 ). Well. Anyways, I have a new „obsession“, or actually two.
The first one is The O.C., which is a new series from the U.S. running around here on wednesdays at 21:15h, Pro7. I was actually so curious how that continues that I downloaded all the episodes from the internet and watched them over the time. Just today I have reached season two, episode 13, which is actually also the last one which ran in U.S., so I have nothing more to watch any more. I guess I’m a bit on withdrawal until next … well, saturday probably – it runs on thursdays in the US, so I won’t have it until saturday I guess.
The next thing is my „musical“ career – I started playing the piano just three weeks ago. Which is great. I have a new Ketron GP 10A electrical piano now, and I can play Yesterday from the beatles. I’m just about quitting studying for that 😉 – at least it’s a hell of a lot more fun!!
Then the stuff part: Squash day last time reverted to 6:3 (three being mine …), after a crushing 10:2 (two being mine) the time before the last one. Next time will be better still, I will.
When I converted from BlogCMS to WordPress I wrote some „scripts“:/wp-convert to convert my postings and incorporate my categories. Someone did find these useful just yesterday :-)) (oh joy). Ricardo downloaded them and did some changes for it to work with newer versions.
I have seen much. But never something like this.
http://www.musikschule-spandau.de
(The biggest joke is the directed search link on the mainpage … ha-haah …)
Learned something …
booty call – Noun. A call to arrange a sexual rendezvous. Mainly black use. [Orig. U.S./Black]
Jaja, mein kleiner Leserbrief an das Echo wurde heute veröffentlicht. Auf Seite 17, Rubrik Briefe an die Redaktion, Titel: „Vollkommen unsinnig“.
Yesterday was Squash Day again, as you might recall. While trying several squash locations in and around Darmstadt we went to the Squash Center in Griesheim. A strange, weird, pub-like squash-club athmosphere greeted us at the entrance, and the only five people present were sitting in the pub’s main room and were having a beer. Hm.
The courts themselves were … different, old, but you could at least play. Although the back wall did not go to the top, so the ball could easily drop out of the court when being played too high. And no one else was there, playing. Well. I think we won’t go there again.
Anyways, first time I got to a final score of 6:3, the three being mine, of course 😉 . It doesn’t take long any more … 🙂
I have discovered yet another eastern-way-of-life-be-happy-forever(tm) method for myself: Feng Shui.
The funny thing is: I have rearranged my living room to be able to work better, and now I just read in a book I bought that the things I have actually done while rearranging are solid solutions for previously typical problems. (This book did even depict a before-after situation, which alomost perfectly reflected my former living room – before and after …). I am quite amazed 🙂
Anyways, according to this book my „love’n partnership“ area is in a dark, moist, windowless storeroom with two water tanks in it, my „career“ area is in front of my entrance with all my shoes and countless trash items lying around there, and my creativity area is in my closet (and flushes down everything that’s left that way ;-))
No wonder my life sucks right now, eh? Hehehe …
I just received an email … with the following address line:
Dear Dr. \${fullname}:
We are very pleased to be the first to congratulate you on the electronic publication [….]
Hah. Well, if they think I’m a „Dr.“ it has to be right, eh? 😉
Well, no. Actually they probably mean my former tutor for my studying thesis, Oliver Heckmann. He is a Dr. now, and he has published his doctoral thesis as a book, which can be seen here probably. (I am actually mentioned as author, which is … strange. So I don’t think I get this right, actually :-))
But just in case you wanna have a look, do it here.
There is no tool to produce throughput graphs from capture files. Yes, there’s always Ethereal, but even that can only display the graphs, but it can’t export the data to be plotted by some other program. tcptrace of course can produce graphs, but … well, it produces them in an – attention, please – xplot data file. That data format just sucks, cannot be read by anything but this stupid xplot, and those bloody xplot programs simply don’t work. I actually fixed a bug in the Java xplot version with locale settings (last updated somewhat 2001), but big plot files are simply not plotted – the program hangs then. That the default output format is white on black and that it is – of course – not scriptable is not really worth mentioning, is it?
And because I need throughput graphs I wrote my own tool. extsniff is available now, and produces nice gnuplot style data files from pcap files. Compiles under Windows and Linux, and just does the fucking job.
I am actually tempted to extend extsniff to produce TCP RTT (round trip time) graphs, too … but, well, that’s too time-consuming right now.
Ah well, Thursday again, Squash Day again. And some many more news, but … well, you see the title? I can’t be bothered to tell them properly. But let’s start at the beginning …
First, I had my first piano lesson on Tuesday. Peter – the teacher – meant that I would need the „advanced“ studying material, because „it was noticeable“ that I had already had some lesssons years ago. I laughed at him, but he stayed with his opinion. OK …
After the lesson I went to the movies in After the Sunset. Great fun, watch it. And Salma simply is a wicked woman, believe me … 🙂 . (By the way – that’s „I can’t be bothered, part one“: I can’t be bothered to write a proper review, which I originally intended).
Yeah. And because it was sooo great we went to „Blade – Trinity“ just the day after. Yesterday. (Well, actually the day before yesterday, cause it’s after midnight now, but I don’t wanna be pedantic ;-)). To make it short: Don’t do that mistake. („I can’t be bothered, part two“ )
Yesterday and the day before I have been to the doc, to make some MRI takes of my shoulder and my lumbar region. In short: A joint in my shoulder is a little angry („sulking“ was the term the doc used, which I found pretty funny), and my back is … well, a bit worn out. I am in the upper third part of my skeleton’s original lifespan I was told.
Yeah folks, you heard right: Our bones are basically only made to last thiry years, after that we’re supposed to be eaten by a saber-toothed tiger. (I bet you didn’t know that one, did ya? Hee-hee!) So now go, find one!
And, last but not least, today was squash day. I reverted to 10:2, with the two matches being mine. Great. (Why do I always start playing great Squash after I lost about nine times????). Anyways. Bar Taunus, Rigatoni con Ricotta, a big beer, and the day is over now.
Good night.
Recently I stumbled on a page with a list of all Hugo and Nebula Award winners so far. I am impressed that I have actually read quite a few of them:
Of the Hugo-Awards:
It’s not quite as much in the Nebula Award, and mostly the same titles. So I won’t list them here 🙂 . Anyways, now I have something to complete – many books still waiting to be read. I will start with … :
Did you ever hear a song and – usually much later – found out that it was a remake? Or „cover“, as it’s called when talking about songs?
Well, I have. And apparently some other people, too. So they founded a web site called the Covers Project, which is dedicated to list cover versions of old songs, and to enable the average human being to check whether a song they hear on the radio is a cover, or whether the artist has done something really new for a change. (Most of the new songs seem to be covers, don’t you think?).
Anyways, I personally think that the music business is in great need of some new talents. The music these days is noise to my ears usually, nothing new, in style as well as in songs (covers ;-)). Don’t get me wrong – I think the 80’s did have a lot of non-inspiring music, too, but … well, most of the stuff was at least quite nice. Whereas nowadays something like „Dragostea tin dei“ from o-zone is top of the charts for weeks, which is among the worst pieces of music I ever heard. And this even serves as a great example of covering: This piece of sonic pollution was already covered about … what? One month later? Whew. And the new version was actually worse, if that’s even possible. That speaks volumes about the current music situation, don’t you think?
Anyways, now a site dedicated to list movie remakes would be needed. I just saw „The Saint“ with Val Kilmer, and I think it’s a remake … at least my mother remembers the same movie with a slightly different storyline, which might be an indication. But I don’t know where to look … 🙂
Today I enjoyed a very good cigar … just on my own. Quite a new feeling, smoking by myself. But nice 🙂 . And now I know what to do when I have finished my thesis: Get some more cigars, and some more wine. Cigars without wine are incomplete.
Anyways, the cigar of today was a Trinidad, a Robusto I believe (my favourite format!). A very nice taste, strong but smooth, and a long smoke. I should do this more often. (Although it’s quite expensive in the long run …). Yum.
Ich habe gerade bei Ebay verkauft. Ein Plextor 32fach SCSI CDROM, einen alten TEAC CD-R 55S SCSI Brenner (4fach), einen Adaptec SCSI Controller AHA-2940 UW, ein T-DSL Modem .
Gesamterlös: 5,50 €
Wow. Aber so isses nu mal.
Nachtrag: Die Post hat auch zum 1.1. die Päckchenpreise um 20 cent erhöht … das sind dann nochmal annähernd 20 % weniger gewinn, da ich meine Versandkosten noch vor dem Jahreswechsel berechnet habe … jaja …. 🙂
Well, well. Ich surfte. Zu Stern.de, wo ich die Ausgabe über Buddhismus bestellen wollte. Auf dem Klo, wo ich inzwischen WLAN habe 🙂 . Ich fand nicht die Zeitschrift (warum eigentlich nicht??), dafür aber einen Single-Test. Also ran an die Maus, und heraus kam folgendes:
Ergebnis: Sie haben 96 von 111 Punkten erreicht
Der coole Kater
Wahnsinn! Sie ziehen Frauen bestimmt an wie ein Magnet. Sie senden die richtigen Signale aus, und Sie wissen, wie Sie Ihre Vorzüge betonen, um auf sich aufmerksam zu machen. Achten Sie aber darauf, dass Ihr Aussehen nicht allzu perfekt wird, weil Frauen dann vielleicht vermuten, dass es nur Masche ist oder dass Sie zu selbstverliebt sind, und das mögen Frauen überhaupt nicht. Sie wollen keinen selbstgefälligen Mann. Ein Frau möchte auf keinen Fall mit ihrem Partner um den Platz vor dem Spiegel streiten.
Das Schlimme ist, ich war sogar ehrlich – wenn ich das sonst bin kommt meist ein eher vernichtendes Urteil raus. Aber ich fand ja schon immer, der Stern sei besser als die anderen … 😉
Ever been in the situation where you would like to rename some many files all in the same way? Under Windows? Well, I am. And – worsening the problem – I have to do this in about 30 directories with about 5 fies to rename in each one. Under Windows searching The Right Tool(tm) is everyting. So we find 1-4a rename, and LupusRename, both free, small, and not working recursively. Thus unfit for the job.
Remembering the geek-roots of ours we open Cygwin, get a decent command line with the allmighty Unix command line tools in the back, and just do it:
find . -name tcp_unicast* | while read a; do b=$(echo $a | sed 's/tcp_unicast/rmi_singleton/g'); mv -f $a $b; done
I just played squash with my old friend Patrick. Usually he beats the sh*t out of me, but naaah – not today :-). I „won“ 2:8 (the two was mine ;-)). And the last match was everything else than a sure win for him. We had about 40 services for nine points, so … well, you can guess what a battle that was.
After that … we went to the Bar Taunus, where we ate the – cite – „World’s Best Chocolate Cake“ (which is basically made of creamy chocolate only and really is the world’s best chocolate cake) and drank a beer to wash it down.
Well, it’s time to finish. That’s why I’m back at work right now, watching my computer crunching down gigabytes of raw data into more usable raw data. Ever noticed a side-effect of faster CPU’s? Tools are getting faster. But hey – it’s faster now, so one can update the features to include more of them. And the tool gets slower. On a faster CPU its execution time will decrease again. Then the features … . Then the CPU … . In the end the tool will be as fast as ever, but only with many more features. Great. Alas I need raw, bloody, unprocessed, basic speeeed – and I don’t get it.
Well, another more enjoyable event today is Melanie’s birthday:
Happy birthday, Melanie 🙂
Her being a lady we don’t speak of her new age here, hehe.
Ho-ho, it’s done: I’ve started my first photography „Project“. It’s kinda small and not very … well, artsy, simply because it’s solely for myself 😉 . It’s called „People at New Year„, and the name is program.
I intend to collect photos of people I see sonn after New Year’s Day (within a week at most), every year. I thought it would make a nice statement of my life if I collect which people I see at that special time, and how these guys (and girls …) may change.
You can look at the start of it in the Gallery, of course 🙂
Ah, well, life sucks. I didn’t go. Bad for me. Instead I fulfilled an old „dream“ of mine: I slept at midnight. Yeah-oh.
Well, it’s time – it’s New Year’s Eve, or „Hogmanay„, how the Scots would say. Right now I’m waiting on my friend Max to wake up to go to a New Year’s Eve Party in his hometown Nieder Olm City 😉 . Don’t worry, it’s not a bad thing not to know where that is, hehe.
But usually I do not like celebrating New Year. It’s stupid, don’t you think? I mean, it’s like the old car sticker saying „same shit – different day„. But I’m not complaining of course, any excuse to get some decent fun and get drunk is a good excuse, hehe. (Nah, really, I can use it right now).
Actually I’m just thinking back to my last year in Australia – there the very year change is already over, them being six hours in front. I don’t exactly remember what I did that day, but I do remember that I wanted to go to a New Year’s party in the Oyster Bar at the beach, which I didn’t do because I hate going to public parties without knowing anyone there. And I can’t emphasize the word „hate“ enough in that context … . I think I was sitting in the living room with Peter and was getting either pissed or stoned, or both. In retrospect that was a good thing to do, actually. I might have a look at my logbook entries later to refresh my memories. If you want to come along, just look here and be enlightened.
But another thing I actually do remember is that the time there has been endlessly better than the following time here. So this year was some kind of a wasted year, with much to learn but little to earn. Saying that it should be no surprise to anyone if I say I take the new year as a chance to change some things. Thoroughly.
And after the last six months … things can only get better.
See you tomorrow.
Well, I’ve done it. I converted from BlogCMS to WordPress, importing all my posts using my own written (broken link)Nucleus / BlogCMS import script. Worked pretty well for my taste 😉 .
Anyways, the „new“ default design sucked, so I have installed a design called „silver is the new black“ from Alex King’s WP CSS homepage. That’s only a temporarily solution, though, cause I want to have my old „feeling“ back 😉
Well. I was faced with the trouble to force a page to be displayed in UTF-8. But although the Content-type meta parameter of the page was – correctly – set to text/HTML; charset=utf-8, the browsers (IE & Firefox) wouldn’t use this encoding. Instead, latin1 was used all the time, which was undesireable because of the Euro (€) Symbol.
If you have access to the web server directory you can specify a default encoding within the .htaccess file: Simply add the line AddDefaultCharset utf-8 to .htacces, and everything should work fine.
I have uploaded my first photos I took with my shiny new camera. Have a look in the (broken link) Gallery … . Of course only the better ones 😉
Yes, I’m stressed. My foot hurts, my brain aches, and I can’t stand more than five people around me right now. I was shopping for presents, the day before XMas, just like every year.
And I have found great ones 🙂 . The problem is: I love making presents. That’s why it’s always too expensive to be good – a simple, unpersonal, one-for-all-gift for everyone of my friends just isn’t my thing. Damn. But … still, they’re great. (I usually do have more fun giving them than the people on the receiving end 😉 ).
I read in a newspaper a comment from one of the actors: „The biggest joke was on Catherine [Zeta Jones]: She actually thought we made a real movie“. Well, that sums it up: This movie does not want to be taken seriously, and you can see that all the actors had a lot of fun doing it.
I personally liked it. Nothing like Ocean’s 11, but definitely not worse. Different. More „fun“. But the end is a bit artificial nonetheless. Anyhow, worth to see in any case.
Well, it’s done – I have my new camera. First – boring, stupid – test shots have been taken, and I have given 18 pictures over to an internet service for developing. As soon as I got those pictures back from Fotocommunity prints and they are worth a look I will put them into my gallery.
With many to follow, I hope 🙂
Ein Besuch beim HalsNasenOhrenarzt und Orhtopäden brachte mir folgendes ein:
Resultierte in …
Mal schauen, was davon ich so alles für sinnvoll erachte …… 8) . Auf dem Weg morgens zum HNO wurde ich noch durch ein Verkehrswarnsystem auf die geltende Geschwindigkeitsbegrenzung aufmerksam gemacht, durch einen roten Blitz, der mir netterweisse mitteilte, ich sei zu schnell.
Finally, it’s here. I made a short intervention which I call „money spending day“ from now on, and bought myself a new camera and a XMas present :-). Some things are simply necessary.
The XMas present is a picture, but which one I will not tell until it’s ready – until XMas that means, hehe. But I like it, and my aunt (it’s her present) was suffiently shocked. Half the fun, hehe.
So probably the picture of the new camera will be the last picture taken with my old one. Shabby thing – can’t even get the focus right on the simplest things.
Hehe, have a look at my new camera 🙂 . Well, of course the picture is not the final cam, that’s only the raw material, which will finally be forged into one ;-).
(lost image here 🙁 )
But I just checked the stores yesterday, being very surprised that the camera was already in there and available on the market for two days. Alas that thing has the feeling of a very edgy thing of another dimension. It simply is not comfortable when gripping it, although menu structure, camera handling etc. is very intuitive and fast.
Now I’m in trouble: Do I buy Nikon, which I really do not want to do because they just suck (I had a little disagreement with the customer service), although the D70 just flows into your hands? Or Canon, which is even worse: Good handling, but … plastic!! Or Olympus – the very meaning of the word edge becoming solid matter, but superior optical quality, superior handling, dedicated digital technology, not Nikon, but very few accessories?
…
Ah, I think Olypus it will be 🙂 So now it’s time to go spend that money. That’ll be fun! 🙂
Film, Dienstag, 4 € Tag. Glücklicherweise. Denn noch eine sinnlose über-patriotistische Hommage an Weihnachten braucht wirklich niemand.
Kurzfassung: Tim (Allen) und Jamie (Lee Curtis) haben eine Tochter, die zum Friedenskorps nach Peru fährt. Ein Jahr lang. Über Weihnachten. Also beschließen die beiden, Weihnachten ausfallen zu lassen. Keine Geschenke, keine Spenden, kein Weihnachten – dafür zehn Tage Karibikkreuzfahrt. Soweit also.
Die Umgebung mag das gar nicht: Die Sekretärin ist sauer, dass sie kein Parfum bekommt, die Nachbarskinder veranstalten eine Belagerung mit dem Sprechgesang „befreit Frosty!!“ (ein Pappschneemann zum aufs Dach binden) vor der Tür, der weihnachtsirre Nachbar lässt die Sternensinger vor dem Haus kampfsingen. So gut also.
Dann ruft am 24.12. doch noch die Tochter an. Sie ist in Miami und mit ihrem (neuen) Verlobten um halb neun zur alljährlichen Party zu Hause. Ergo: Kreuzfahrt? Was’n das? Weihnachten ist angesagt – und alle helfen jetzt mit, damit die Weihnachtsparty doch noch nett wird. Auch der schräge Nachbar und die dummen Kinder. Und ab hier wirds einfach schlimm.
If he hadn’t said that in May I would have thought he didn’t like XMas shopping:
„For every fatal shooting, there were roughly three non-fatal shootings. And, folks, this is unacceptable in America. It’s just unacceptable. And we’re going to do something about it.“
And some things simply are truly … wise:
„When I’m talking about…when I’m talking about myself, and when he’s talking about myself, all of us are talking about me.“
More of that is here .
Well, things are improving again. I was visiting my uncle in Zurich for his 70th birthday this weekend, and it was pure torture. It started with me getting sick from the train which leaned into curves to drive faster, and had seats much too low to be comfortable. If you ever hear CIS Alpino … run.
Zurich was extremely nice – the share of girls is much higher there than here in DA City, and – for a change – they look much better in average. Not physical, but … style. Still sick I was continuing on to the party, which started in a non-heated barn, where all guests froze their feet off and I won a bike-home-trainer-contest. Whew. It continued for about six hours with talks, songs, talks, songs, more talks, more songs, a movie, … . Pure hell.
But of course it was fun to see my younger relatives again (my cousins – about 40 years, my nephews – about 9 years of age), who are truly nice people 🙂 . My … well, nephews Gregor and Tobias were especially fond of me, and I was given the name of „Living Plaything“ by their aunt. I came to the conclusion to wait a little longer before having children. Too stressing. The parent’s lauged at that, the kids wanted to know, why – 15 times in a row. Not having a girlfriend was not an argument, of course. (Liberal Suisse upbringing, eh? 😉 ) Tobias ended that discussion with the statement „Just go get a girlfriend, and then … haaaaaahh!! Then it rocks!!“ No comment … .
Going back (thank heavens in an ICE) I was in bed at 10pm and had a talk with my tutors at 10am next day. This was relaxing, reassuring and productive, thus this front is cleard, too, now.
And my new electronic dart board has arrived and already caused a great deal of fun during last evening. Things are definitely improving since yesterday :-))
It seems to become a “tradition” to write my current mood into the subject line. Well.
Enlightened because: Did you ever want to know where the name „ACME (Corp.)“ used in all those Bugy Bunny etc. cartoons came from? Here is the answer …
Unhappy because: I have a little disagreement with my tutors, who behaved in a very weird (and unfriendly) way yesterday.
… at the end of the tunnel. After a completely rotten day I „won“ 11:2 in squash.
Oh baby.
Much has happened since last time I wrote. Nothing worth mentioning, though (remember the title? 😉 ). Anyways, a blog is for writing. So, first thing is I have a new Squash racket. Great. Lost 11:0 first time I used it (of course only because it’s still too unfamiliar). It’s an Oliver Wave 77, weighting about „approximately“ 150 grams altogether.
(sadly, image lost)
Further, we are probably going to have dinner on XMas, which is not too easy because most of the restaurants are closed that day. (Do they all want to cook on XMas or is that just … weird??). While searching for an open restaurant I saw something … . Have a look yourself … .
(sadly, image lost)
Anyways, this is where we will go, and we will go for dinner, so we probably won’t come into trouble if they want to close at four minutes past half past twelve, hehe.
… and the story continues 😉 .
Being happy and peaceful I decided to go see some movies … with a bunch of friends. We went into Alien vs. Predator, expecting nothing but an awfully bad, solid, simple and senseless splatter-movie. What we got was awfully bad, solid, simple and senseless. But no splatter … more like rat-race. With a very stupid romance.
So if you seek action – go somewhere else. Actually, if you seek anything – go somewhere else. (So if you seek nothing you don’t have to go anywhere at all, especially not in that unique movie 😉 )
Being frustrated to death this morning I did three things. (Well, if _not _doing anything useful can be called a „thing“ then I did four). First of all I went to the local hardware store and bought some … „Perlatoren“ – whatever the English word might be for this sanitary item.
But the main thing is: I bought myself a new desk (thing one). That really rocks!! And because that rocks just too much to keep it to myself I wanted to tell people about this. But I couldn’t – I had no really working gallery on my page. But Blog:CMS has one included in the new version, so I downloaded this one and upgraded (thing two). After taking the photos of course (thing three 🙂 ) .
Now I am happy and peaceful.
My almost weekly movies event. Bourne again, or in other words The Bourne Supremacy (I’ll have a look what exactly „supremacy“ means quite soon!). Well, but for once I’m not really pissed having paid 8 € for a movie which bored myself to death.
Of course, the story is a bit thin, and quire forseeable, but it’s solid Hollywood action. Good actors, solid work, nicely done. … well, apart from the camera – that pseudo-documentary style really sucks (it looked like they tried to save money on the camera stands, everything is shaking as if the camera guy was running around without a tripod and without knowing what to actually film).
But after all … good work. Nice ending title, too (Moby, „Extreme ways“).
There are some funny things in life. Nigeria connection got updated: They try to address people by their names to appear more credible. Haha!! However, this lyrical masterpiece of the German language just landed in my inbox. I did not remove any newlines, by the way. This really looks like that.
Lieb Bock, Es ist mein demütiges Vergnügen, diesen Brief abgesehen von
der Tatsache zu schreiben, die wir uns nicht getroffen haben. Lassen
Sie zuerst mich anfangen durch Einführen von mich selbst ordentlich zu
Ihnen. Ich bin Herr Patrick Hurley, Manager, Bill und Umtausch von der
Ausländischen Geldüberweisungsabteilung, Eko Internationale Bank Plc.
Ich schreibe Ihnen diesen Brief, um Ihre Stütze zu bitten, und
Zusammenarbeit, eine Verhandlung ausführen. Wir haben eine verlassene
Summe von US$7.5Million (7,5 Millionen U. S Dollar) in einem Konto, das
Ein von unserem ausländischen Kunden Herrn Mark Bock der gehört, ist
gestorben im November 1997 in einem Flugzeugabsturz in Lagos, Nigeria
entdeckt. Seit dieser Entwicklung haben wir glühende Bemühungswerbung
für seinen nächsten Angehörigen gemacht oder irgendein nahes Verhältnis
hervortreten, dieses Geld zu beanspruchen, aber niemand ist gekommen,
das Geld zu beantragen. Die Leitung unter dem Einfluss von unserem
Vorsitzenden und Ausschuss der Direktoren, trifft Vorkehrung für den
Fonds „UNCLAIMABLE “ und erklärt zu werden, werde dann anschließend auf
die Bundesregierungsreserven übertragen. Um abzuwenden, diese
Entwicklung. Mich selbst und einige von meinen Vertrauten Kollegen in
der Bank, suchen jetzt für Ihre Erlaubnis Sie stehen, als der nächste
Angehörige zu lassen, da Sie den gleichen Familiennamen damit der Fonds
(USD$7.5M) tragen, würden anschließend übertragen werden und würden in
Ihr Bankkonto als der Nutznießer der nächste Angehöriger gezahlt
werden. Alles, das Dokumente und beweist, Sie zu ermöglichen, erhält
diesen Fonds vorsichtig geklappt von meinem Tisch und ich werde jede
Dokumente perfektionieren, in Übereinstimmung zu den Bankwesengesetzen
zu sein, und Richtlinien deshalb Sie haben nichts, um für wir sich zu
kümmern, zusichert Sie, dass ein 100% Risiko Beteiligung befreit. Wir
haben übereingestimmt, dass 40% vom Geld für uns, 10% für Ausgaben sein
wird, die gezugezogen werden, während 50% für Sie sein wird. Wenn Sie
werden helfen mir, anzuzeigen durch Erwidern dieses Briefs, in Ihre
E-Mailadresse, Ihre direkte Telefonnummer stellend. Ich erwarte Ihre
unmittelbare Erwiderung, uns zu ermöglichen, fängt diese Verhandlung in
ernst an. Sie können durch diese meine private E-Mail-Adresse patrickhurley2004@walla.com
oder Ruf auf + 2348035622040 erwidern. Nachdem ich Ihre Erwiderung
empfange, werde ich Ihnen den Text der Anwendung für unmittelbare
Anwendung des Anspruchs schicken. Wenn dieser Vorschlag fein durch Sie
ist, dann erhalten freundlich zu mir sofort über diese vertrauliche
E-Mailadresse, die nur mich mit Ihrem vertraulichsten Telefon, und
E-Mail ausstattet, deshalb ich zu Ihnen die relevanten Details von
dieser Verhandlung kann weiterleiten und kann die Vertraulichkeit nötig
in diesem Geschäft behalten. Vielen Dank im Voraus für Ihre erwartete
Zusammenarbeit. Die besten Beachtungen, Herr Patrick Hurley
But what really annoys me is that obviously my email got known to those freaks and they were even able to connect it to my real name …. . But still: only 2 spam mails a WEEK is a very good rate, don’t you think? 🙂
The Vollplaybacktheater was almost funny. Sometimes. Well, I counted 7 jokes. But I have to admit it was an enormous effort and a great performance – but simply not my style of humour. At all.
Whew. Work is going great today. I’m not even finished and have already written about 7K of simulator code. That’s really good, don’t you think? For all people not into programming: Writing 7 kilobytes new, fresh code is not easy if you start something new from scratch! Always remember: every char you type is basically a command to the computer to do some stuff – you can imagine what can go wrong when you issue about 7000 commands to someone.
Anyhow, I’m going to a Full Playback Theater later, and I can do this with a free mind and without stressing myself about work not being done today. I like that 🙂 . Tomorrow morning squashing is on my schedule again, so this week promises to become a good one.
(And now I have one blog entry more on my list, hehe, but I think I should add a category named Not really important for postings like this one …)
I have been smart again. I did back-ups of all my blog entries, even multiple times, but hey – when you switch to SQL storage and delete all the SQL tables afterwards (accidently, of course …) you are usually happy about that.
But when you realize that your backups are useless, because the underlying database format was not happy with your latest system upgrade, and MovableType is not able to tell you what exactly is wrong, you’re f*cked again. Okay, they say the database upgrade is trivial, but … well, I upgraded to three … no, four different versions of DB now, and nothing works. So my entries are gone for now.
Ye-oh.
But at least this blog is now so much nicer than the last, with graphics, and plugins, and … well, just nicer 🙂 . The main reason for me to change – I admit – was, that BLOG:CMS (the backend software) is free. MovableType is not.
So, as life continues, this blog will fill again, but still it’s a shame that all the old entries are gone.