Monthly Archives: September 2004
A college professor convicted of staging a hate crime by spray-painting her own car with racist slurs was ordered to undergo 90 days of psychological testing at a state prison.
…The Claremont McKenna College psychology professor reported the racist and anti-Semitic slurs on her car on March 9, prompting college officials to cancel classes the next day as thousands of students took part in demonstrations calling for tolerance.
Google’s online networking website Orkut is growing like wildfire, and it has some pretty cool features. Best of all, it’s written in .Net, so it’s outstandingly fast, unlike JSP and PHP based services. If you’re already a member, look up GreedyCapitalist If you aren’t, you need an invitation – just ping me for one.
CBS has admitted that they were “deceived” about the fake Bush memo. It’s pretty obvious there was some dishonesty going on the part of CBS and I’ll be pissed if some heads don’t roll – but not as much as all the disillusioned (with W) conservatives who are going to vote – not for Bush, but against the “leftist media.” I bet Dan Rather (who should, but won’t, be canned) is kicking himself sore for giving Bush a big boost. While this is far from being the primary factor, my prediction is that it’s all uphill for Bush from now– he’s going to win by a landslide.
The sad thing is that Bush’s policies have been so self-defeating and fraught with contradiction that any imbecile should have been able to beat him. Fortunately for Bush, “I am not W” Kerry managed to do his own campaign for him.
It is interesting to consider how the music I listen to gets to my ears:
It starts on a computer several thousand miles away, where CD’s are compressed into MP3 files, which are then encoded for streaming and sent over the Internet. The stream passes through about 18 different routing points, as it is sent by T1 line, optical signal, (sometimes) satellite, optical fiber, coaxial, and finally ethernet cable, as it reaches my wireless router. From there, it is transmitted over a 54Mbps 802.11g wireless connection to my laptop, which decodes the mp3 stream, and sends it to an FM radio transmitter. Finally, the radio signal is picked up by my desktop pc, and plays on my speaker system.
I drive a lean, mean, love-bug killing machine. That windshield is the aftermath of one day’s drive.
I have more Gmail invitations than I know what to do with. Let me know if you’d like one.
P.S: I need your full name and email address, please.