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daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Fri Jun 10 03:03:46 1994
Date: Fri, 10 Jun 1994 03:03:15 -0400
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU
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castillo (Alberto Castillo):
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HEY! I'm away for the summer, working for Intel in Arizona.
My summer info (effective 5/21):
6445 S. Maple Ave
Apt #1067
Tempe, Arizona 85283
602-491-8847
Stop by if you are in the area! :-)
Or just send E-mail if you are lazy
Albert_Castillo@ccm.ch.intel.com
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daveh (David Hau):
DAVE'S PLAN: (In Dave's Ideal World)
6/94-8/94: Radiology research at Johns Hopkins.
9/94: Start med school at Johns Hopkins.
6/99: Graduate with MD/PhD.
7/99-6/03: Medical internship and residency.
7/03: Become a REAL doctor.
7/03-?: Get married, get a teaching/clinical position, get a
house, have some kids, get a PowerPC, start eating
properly, work out regularly to avoid becoming like
Patrick Winston, ..., and live happily ever after.
Home: 1620 McElderry Street
Baltimore, MD 21205
(410) 550-6529
Office: Johns Hopkins Outpatient Center, Room 3230
601 N. Caroline Street
Baltimore, MD 21205
(410) 955-4513
dave@imagelab.cbmv.jhu.edu
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eichin (Mark W. Eichin):
life:
Went to a beautiful wedding. Now to relax and at the same time
get lots of hard (and/or tedious) work done without getting
too distracted.
play:
Listen to more loud music. (and get some decent headphones :-)
Resurrect the Turing Alarm Clock project.
Get the Twiddler working under Linux.
Do more biking, swimming, and fwisbee!
work:
Moving to new office space in Davis Square -- 30 seconds from the
T, 90 seconds from my apartment... maybe this will help
me get in on time :-)
Stamp out Imake in our lifetimes! Kerberos V5 is almost done --
autoconf handles everything but appl/ on more platforms
than the imakefiles did :-)
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hss (Hany Saleeb):
If not logged in, I was geeking until: Thu Jun 9 16:12:15 EDT 1994 GO KNICKS! GO KNICKS! GO KNICKS!
_==| )__) |
)_) )___) )) Try not to become a man of success
)___) )____))_) but a man of value.
_ )____)_____))__)\ -Albert Einstein
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^^^^^^^\ oo oo oo oo /~~^^^^^^^
~^^^^ ~~~~^^~~~~^^~~^^~~~~~ You may not be anyone to the world,
~~~~^^ ~^^~ ~^~ ~^ ~^ but for someone, you are the world.
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rogelio (Rogelio Razo Jr.):
Take a nap!
Travel around the world!
Read!
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therese (Therese):
When I was a girl, I had a favourite story
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind.
Her voice could match the angels' in it's glory.
But she was blind. The lark was blind.
The king of the rivers took her to his palace
Where the walls were burnished bronze and golden braid
And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice
And he prayed...
Sing for me, my meadowlark
Sing for me of the silver morning
Set me free, my meadowlark
And I'll buy you a priceless jewel
And cloth of brocade and crewel
And I'll love you for life, if you will
Sing for me...
Then one day, as the lark sang by the water
The god of the sun heard her in his flight
And her singing moved him so, he came and brought her
The gift of sight. He gave her sight.
And she opened her eyes to the shimmer and the splendour
Of this beautiful young god, so proud and strong
And he called to the lark in a voice both rough and tender
Come along...
Fly with me, my meadowlark
Fly with me on the silver morning
Past the sea where the dolphins bark
We will dance on the coral beaches
Make a feast of the plums and peaches
Just as far as your vision reaches,
Fly with me...
But the meadowlark said no
For the old king loved her so
She couldn't bear to wound his pride
So the sungod flew away
And when the king came down that day
He found his meadowlark had died...
Every time I heard that part, I cried...
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yandros (Chad Phillip Brown):
Hmm. What am I doing? Good question.
I'm working on The Judge, this network server thing for DCNS. I've
slipped past my deadline for delivery; No more segv's in malloc, I
hope (fixed the bug tonight on this portable; lemme check in with
the compiler tomorrow. :-) Still haven't finished coding the
conditional parsing of the magic extra fields (user-hash and
sorted-date). Wah. :-/ On the other hand, making up miniature
network protocols is kinda neat.
Spent a lot of time very recently at USENIX. If it's ever in the
area again and you can pull yourself away from work, go. It's not
that expensive ($75 for students) and it's cool. Attended a really
cool BOF session today about archiving and FAQ's and ftp and gopher
and the Web. The coolest part was that there were some `notable
people' in the field there and I got to be the Knowledgable Person
for a big chunk of it. Also, if you ever get to hear Dan Geer talk
about security stories (or probably just stories in general) go;
he's a pretty good speaker (I hope he doesn't read CA anymore; major
embarassment. :-) More cool stuff tomorrow. The only bad things
are a) I need to really push the Judge now, and b) I missed the
tutorials. :-(
Pretty clear that I'm going to get to work on OLC at least some this
summer. Excellent. Goals same as before: the end of `No such
question' in our lifetimes. (Secondary goal: figure out how to set
and meet deadlines. Need more practice, still. :-/)
I'm working on a couple projects with the company a friend and I
formed; VaporWare Associates. I'm going to do at least one of them
this summer. (yeah, shipping working code is against company
policy, but I can elect myself for whatever office I want, so I can
suspend that policy when the time comes.)
I'm going to be working on some cool stuff that I think should be
out there in people's hands. More later, hopefully.
So, I wore my SIPB shirt to the last meeting, and I'm backk on a
list here and there. Too busy to do anything real for it right now
though. Still ``we'll see.''
Patrol: We Use Nuclear Weapons!!! (if you don't understand that,
don't worry.) (Hmm. On second thought, go ahead and worry.)
Ultimat needs another time, since Dave's going to try to take all
the APO people away on Fridays and people have been complaining that
all the atheletic stuff they want to do is on Friday nights.
Starting next week, tentative schedule for Wednesday evening; send
me mail if you're interested. I'll be sending you mail to get you
interested. :-)
AAC is still `gAACk' right now. Maybe Ultimate on Wedneday; maybe
volleyball sometime? Maybe running again some too. Starting to
feel the urge. :-)
Reading: Haven't read for a while, except for right before sleep.
Suggests a book for me to read. No more junk Sci-Fi for a while;
something better. On a related note, does anyone have a copy of
_The Handmaid's Tale_ I can borrow? The copy I was going to read
left the state a few years back. :-)
Television. Just watched Jay Leno (while waiting for Conan) and
then Conan O'Brien. Tori Amos was on, but she only did one song.
Shabby got it on tape, Eric. :-) It was neat; Conan did the exact
same lame jokes in his opening monologue that Leno did.
In other news on the TV front, I got up early Saturday and went
downstairs to see what Saturday Morning Cartoons had to offer
today's generation. Ick. The best offering was something called
`Biker Mice from Mars'. I am not making this up(TM). On the good
side, they played a SchoolHouse Rock short between commercials
(Inter-planet Janet, for those who know).
Poetry is more sketchy; sort of staccato bursts. Definately not
worth keeping. Oh, well. Maybe I'll go track down that Thomas
reference I've been meaning to look up for so long.
I've been thinking a lot, too (thus the poetry). Sitting and
thinking and walking around staring down; trusting my feet and my
nervous system to take me somewhere while I put my mind to other
things. Slow walks in the rain. Standing barefoot, in the wind.
Listening to life around me and change around me, remembering what
it's like to use senses other than vision for everything. Staring
into the sun (yeah, I think they tell you not to do that. I
remember clearly doing it when I was 4 years old, and I haven't
stopped since).
Someone I've been telling on and off for months about the sunset
view from the Harvard Bridge recently told me that the sunset from
the bridge was really nice. Nothing quite like silent vindication.
Except maybe Antarctica, but that's another story.
Still trying to get my Leave of Absence paperwork done. Yeah, I was
on leave from about spring break until the end of the term (but not
including the summer). Hopefully, the paperwork will eventually
reflect that, instead of the 3 F's and one blank currently on my
grade report. Yay, paperwork.
Where are you, anyway?
It was mentioned by some people I know that no one knows where I
live now. I'm living at Random Hall over the summer. There, now
you know.
Also, I've been known to spend a lot of time on-line for the past
little while (4 years or so). I've been spending a lot of time
outside, too, lately. I don't really miss Oklahoma, but I miss
living near forested mountains, and next to *real* lakes (I've seen
what they call lakes up here. Feh.) and beaches (I've been to a
popolar beach spot on Martha's Vineyard a couple times. The most
enjoyable part of swimming at the beach there was avoiding the
floating slime-things. Sheesh.). Much as I disliked the idea of
being a `farmer', I must say there are a lot of reasons to prefer
raising livestock (which I've done) to instance cow.
What's this `rain' thing?
Rain is an analogy to me, of course. It's a bit too complicated to
explain, and it's a bit embarassing to try, so I probably won't.
Rain doesn't explain itself; rain just is and happens and falls and
goes away and gathers up and climbs back into the sky to fall again,
and then it's rain again; it just is. See?
And just where do you think you're going, young man?
I dunno. Been thinking about that a lot. I'm not sure what I want
to do `in life' or `for a living' or `in the future' or
`eventually'. Also not sure what I want to do *right* *now*, which
makes life more interesting. :-) Thinking of school, thinking of
school here (at MIT) and school in Oklahoma (where the education
isn't top-dollar but neither is the tuition), thinking of school in
other places. Thinking of Grad. School (yes, even with my GPA.
Wait, do I have a GPA?). Maybe Germany, or Australia. Maybe MIT
:-) Maybe not; maybe get a job and get a hold on things and get some
of them to let go their hold on me. Quoth Phil: ``Too many things
causing too many problems and not enough Love to go
'round... ... yes we live in the land of confusion..'' Maybe I'll
stay; I like it here, except when I don't. Maybe I'll not stay;
Maybe I'll take up WanderLust or WunderHar or WonderBra or whatever
the word is. I dunno.
Actually, I think I know what I want. Do you know what it is that I
really want? Cool guys like you out of my life.
Wait; no, that's wrong.
--
_Alienation's For the Rich_
...
Well, I ain't feelun' happy
about the state of things in my life
but I'm workin' to make it better
with a six of Miller High Life...
...
They Might Be Giants, _They Might Be Giants_
Actually, I don't drink alchohol. I think I understand why some
people do, though. The more I think about it, the more convinced I
am that early civilization developed space travel and took off,
leaving the planet to the mentally unstable people of their race. I
think this explains crop circles; genetic throwbacks to our type of
person coming back down from the stars and cutting donuts in the
wheat. Then again, maybe not.
--
I have stood here before in the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain.
I guess I always thought you could end this reign,
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain...
I'll always be king of pain...
_The Police_
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<a href="http://www.mit.edu:8001/people/yandros/home.html">chad</a>
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