SysAdmin Appreciation Day

Nerds and the revenge thereof

Ladies and gentlemen, start your wireless devices.System Administrator Appreciation Day is coming up on Friday, the 28th of July.

Let’s be sure to show them all just how much they mean to us. No, not by forgetting they exist until a problem happens; that’s what we do every day!

It's a math thing...you wouldn't understand.

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We at the raincoaster blog suggest ESL lessons.

review o’ the day: AA Gill on Barnes Grill

It was a grizzly, vile thing, like chewing a vasectomy scar with a pustular, yellow skin — as nasty a burger as I’ve eaten this year.

Yeah, but tell us how you really feel.

I love AA Gill; he makes me glad to be a reader and very, very glad not to be a restaurateur.

He's coming for you!

Japanese Kamikaze Manual

The moment of the crash

You are two or three meters from the target. You can see clearly the muzzles of the enemy’s guns. You feel that you are suddenly floating in the air. At that moment, you see your mother’s face. She is not smiling or crying. It is her usual face.

All the happy memories. You won’t precisely remember them but they are like a dream or a fantasy. You are relaxed and a smile creases your face. The sweet atmosphere of your boyhood days returns.

You view all that you experienced in your 20-odd years of life in rapid succession. But these things are not very clear.

In any event, only delightful memories come back to you. You cannot see your own face at that moment. But because of a succession of pleasant memories flashing through your mind, you feel that you smiled at the last moment. You may nod then, or wonder what happened. You may even hear a final sound like the breaking of crystal. Then you are no more.

Read more of this beautiful madness over at the Shebeen Club blog.

site o’ the day: Nigga Know Technology

NKT

Niggaknow.com, via Gawker. Words fail me.

Let’s see the real reason why NiggaKnow is throwin all they support to CinemaNow and not MovieLink. First, since MovieLinks shit don’t work in no Firefox, we gotta fire up that Internet Explorer to open they bitch-made ass website, because those white motherfuckers is so crazed that they gonna make you throw more paper at that nigga Bill Gates. Here’s a shot of their bullshit ass homepage…

and so on…

Thomas Pynchon on Thomas Pynchon?

From Amazon, via Slate, via Gawker. It’s already gone so meta it’s almost closed the circle.

And then the Rapture.

Is This Tomorrow?

FYI the following was posted on the Amazon page for Thomas Pynchon‘s new book. It’s gone now, but thanks to right-thinking obsessive fans the text has been saved for posterity. And here it is:

“Spanning the period between the Chicago World’s Fair of 1893 and the years just after World War I, this novel moves from the labor troubles in Colorado to turn-of-the-century New York, to London and Gottingen, Venice and Vienna, the Balkans, Central Asia, Siberia at the time of the mysterious Tunguska Event, Mexico during the Revolution, postwar Paris, silent-era Hollywood, and one or two places not strictly speaking on the map at all.
With a worldwide disaster looming just a few years ahead, it is a time of unrestrained corporate greed, false religiosity, moronic fecklessness, and evil intent in high places. No reference to the present day is intended or should be inferred.

The sizable cast of characters includes anarchists, balloonists, gamblers, corporate tycoons, drug enthusiasts, innocents and decadents, mathematicians, mad scientists, shamans, psychics, and stage magicians, spies, detectives, adventuresses, and hired guns. There are cameo appearances by Nikola Tesla, Bela Lugosi, and Groucho Marx.

As an era of certainty comes crashing down around their ears and an unpredictable future commences, these folks are mostly just trying to pursue their lives. Sometimes they manage to catch up; sometimes it’s their lives that pursue them.

Meanwhile, the author is up to his usual business. Characters stop what they’re doing to sing what are for the most part stupid songs. Strange sexual practices take place. Obscure languages are spoken, not always idiomatically. Contrary-to-the-fact occurrences occur. If it is not the world, it is what the world might be with a minor adjustment or two. According to some, this is one of the main purposes of fiction.

Let the reader decide, let the reader beware. Good luck.”

–Thomas Pynchon

thx tom ;)