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Tuesday, Jan 23, 2007 - 02:49 SGT
Posted By: Gilbert

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Any Verse, Sorry

It's been a year since I first began this little blog, and it is with some sadness that I have to report having to watch Arsenal overturn the Man Utd lead to win 2-1 on the day. And it was the maiden match of our new Toshiba Regza LCD HDTV (though most channels don't broadcast in HD...). Ah, well played Arsenal, at least they attacked too - a six point lead with 14 games to go is a handy enough one to have. Shame about United trying to play defense after scoring, that usually ends in tears.

I'll take this opportunity to clear up some snippets that failed to make it into any of my previous posts for some reason or another. Uncle, Rojak satu!

"Needle Threading" - Ah, this after helping my grandma to will more than one frayed end into a tiny eye, but of course this is nothing compared to the wealthy devout who warp camels through them with regularity. I was gonna comment on how dipping a short length into some glue might stiffen the ends and make threading much simpler. Someone try it out.

"Cockroach Hunter" - Captured my first cockroach in a plastic bag then. Sibei big occassion. I think I threw a party.

"我看你的眼,我看你的眉" - a line from some song I overheard on the TV. Happens too often to me, knowing only a fragment of the song and then being haunted some weeks or months later for not remembering the remainder, when Googling turns up nothing. Haven't tried for this. Oh, and just a mention for the Chinese to Unicode translator I use.

"Software gets slower faster than hardware gets faster" - Was it about approaching limits to theoretical algorithms or an expression of frustration at not being able to run some buggy PC game?

"Eternity does not mean inevitability" - Some argument that even given an infinite amount of time, a finite number of states does not have to repeat (Just found the source after some diligent searching. Damn high!). Here goes:

"Even if there were exceedingly few things in a finite space in an infinite time, they would not have to repeat in the same configurations. Suppose there were three wheels of equal size, rotating on the same axis, one point marked on the circumference of each wheel, and these three points lined up in one straight line. If the second wheel rotated twice as fast as the first, and if the speed of the third wheel was 1/π of the speed of the first, the initial line-up would never recur."
- Georg Simmel

Well, I guess its validity rests on the transcendental property of π, but this begs the question of how to rotate the third wheel with the necessary precision (a rebuttal appealing to quantum mechanics and discretization is on the source page). Kind of like the revolutionary data storage solution of making a mark on say a 1m ruler - so, the theory goes, one can just read off the length marked and retrieve the data, so a mark 0.01020326 m from one end might be interpreted as meaning ABCZ, which are the first ("01"), second ("02"), third ("03") and twenty-sixth ("26") letters of the alphabet. Of course, the problem is that we will run out of decimal places far too quickly. The Planck length is on the order of 10-35 metres, which suggests that this naive method will be able to encode, like, eighteen letters. Ah, for the days of the telegram.

That's quite a bit to swallow; Let's break for some verse, any verse:

On the theme of impermanence (mujō), from The Tale of the Heike:

The sound of the Gion Shôja bells echoes the impermanence of all things;
The color of the sâla flowers reveals the truth that the prosperous must decline.
The proud do not endure, they are like a dream on a spring night;
The mighty fall at last, they are as dust before the wind.

And Death the Leveller, by James Shirley:

THE glories of our blood and state
Are shadows, not substantial things;
There is no armour against Fate;
Death lays his icy hand on kings:
Sceptre and Crown
Must tumble down,
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.

Some men with swords may reap the field,
And plant fresh laurels where they kill:
But their strong nerves at last must yield;
They tame but one another still:
Early or late
They stoop to fate,
And must give up their murmuring breath
When they, pale captives, creep to death.

The garlands wither on your brow,
Then boast no more your mighty deeds!
Upon Death's purple altar now
See where the victor-victim bleeds.
Your heads must come
To the cold tomb:
Only the actions of the just
Smell sweet and blossom in their dust.

Back to prattling prose.

"New 198 buses, bus conversation, 3rd World War" - Some old couple who apparently survived WW2 were going on about how Singapore would not have land to grow tapioca if there were another war. Tapioca. Hmm. And it was on one of the new wheelchair-friendly Volvo B9TL doubledeckers. No TVMobile, though.

"Little kids all like to press lift buttons?" - I guess so. One of the things that never change. Super cute.

"Repairing computer - the XP CD way" - Ah, the magic penicillin-analogue for Windows XP systems. Boot from CD (You do have your XP installation CD, don't you?), Select repair, then run CHKDSK /R on all the hard drives. More often than not one will see "CHKDSK found and fixed one or more problems on the volume", and the computer is up and running again. Dispense this advice like generic flu tablets.

Shitty drivers - No, not the computer kind, but the idiot in vehicle kind. And this happened only a few days ago, so it's not in italics. Yours truly was halfway through the zebra crossing when a car just tried to cut across. Got half a leg in front of him, then decided to stand down though what happened was definitely not in the traffic code. I'm no actor to break a leg, after all. Guy in car was about my age. Well, let's not make the fundamental attribution error from psychology; Perhaps he was rushing to NUH for some emergency, or lost consciousness briefly. Lucky for him he wasn't up against smk.

New Jersey - No, not the American state, but the Man Utd kind. Was thinking of getting my first United shirt in red, but I have to admit that this season's white with black and gold trim away version is a winner. Thought of getting both, but even pasar malam prices weren't attractive enough for that - plenty of time, no worries. Check out the Newton Heath green-and-yellow retro kit on the site :P

And my first graduate lab assignment to tie this post up. It's a simple "solar system model" modified from this code to be time-sensitive, that is, run at the same speed on a 386 and an overclocked Pentium 4 (unlike some old PC games which are virtually unplayable on newer comps). The yellow digits in the bottom left show the framerate (inspired by FRAPS), while the blue digits indicate the slowing factor (higher number represents a simulated slower CPU), which as expected is inversely proportional to the framerate.




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