Oh,
It's been only 5 days since my last post, and things seem to work well out there. Ika, mbak Ita, mas Adhi and others have come and knocked knocked knocked, to see where I've been these days ^_^.
Actually I'm still overwhelmed with my article to submit prior to soft launching of www.akuingintahu.com in a couple of days. Why don't you become volunteer at this site? Simply contact the admin if you'd love to.
I'm also still writing my short story to be submit later at CnS 3rd Anniversary Shortstory Writing Contest, but can't find any better ideas...
So? I hope I could post another story very soon, it's about our brainstorming session review...
See ya friends. I miss you...
Tuesday, February 24, 2004
Wednesday, February 18, 2004
Let's Brainstorm Together...
Hi all...
So far, I've been thinking of doing colaborative brainstorming with all of you. To me, it's something like having online Groups Decision Support System (GDSS), a topic that is very popular among computer scientists. The only different is that due to lack of interactivity, we'll do this in one-to-many relationship: I ("one") give my reply to any of your comments ("many of you").
If you don't know how to brainstorm, click here. The concept is simple: try to think out-of-the-box, in a different way as possible, as many ideas as possible. In short, think divergently.
Curious eh? So do I. I've never tried this, even if I've completed my brainstorming session quite a lot. So why don't we try it? It's only for fun, to see how it works ^_^
The thesis question is: Why are Japanese and Javanese very alike but not the same?
My random answers popping out instantly in my mind are:
"You bet they are, they differ in 'p' and 'v' only, if that's what you mean hahahaha...".
"Yeah, Japanese have kabuki and Javanese have ketoprak".
" Ancient and modern Japanese bother themselves using chopsticks for eating while ancient Javanese are happy to use their hand".
"Javanese loves eating meat for achieving status of being wealthy, while Japanese prefers raw fish to stay healthy".
bla bla bla ...
--> see? I've got 4 points in a few seconds.
So what're yours? Let me and others know by giving your comments...
So far, I've been thinking of doing colaborative brainstorming with all of you. To me, it's something like having online Groups Decision Support System (GDSS), a topic that is very popular among computer scientists. The only different is that due to lack of interactivity, we'll do this in one-to-many relationship: I ("one") give my reply to any of your comments ("many of you").
If you don't know how to brainstorm, click here. The concept is simple: try to think out-of-the-box, in a different way as possible, as many ideas as possible. In short, think divergently.
Curious eh? So do I. I've never tried this, even if I've completed my brainstorming session quite a lot. So why don't we try it? It's only for fun, to see how it works ^_^
The thesis question is: Why are Japanese and Javanese very alike but not the same?
My random answers popping out instantly in my mind are:
"You bet they are, they differ in 'p' and 'v' only, if that's what you mean hahahaha...".
"Yeah, Japanese have kabuki and Javanese have ketoprak".
" Ancient and modern Japanese bother themselves using chopsticks for eating while ancient Javanese are happy to use their hand".
"Javanese loves eating meat for achieving status of being wealthy, while Japanese prefers raw fish to stay healthy".
bla bla bla ...
--> see? I've got 4 points in a few seconds.
So what're yours? Let me and others know by giving your comments...
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
My V-Day Stories? Oh No...
Hahaha...
PrincessLidya and Tuteh have been kindly asking me about my V-Day stories... Ummm, I feel uneasy to talk about it. But yeah, I'll tell you anyway, and hope that you'll learn something from it. ^_^
The setting goes back to 17 Jan 2004, about a month before the day. After having another quarrel with one of my best friend because of our past conflict, finally I said that I loved her so much that I couldn't forgive myself for doing such a terrible mistake in the previous life ("the old me"). I told her my feeling just the time she'd already gone, going back to where she belongs errrr.... na-ah, going back to study abroad.
Just like in the movies (AADC and the likes) eh? You say you love somebody but it's too late. She'll never come back.
That is why, I had nothing special on Feb 14. After working hard (hahaha... exaggerating) on the previous days, working overtime at night, I felt so exhausted. An exhausted man ("the new me") on February 11, 12 and 13 would see a V-Day--which happened to be weekend--as a lovely day to take a nap in, and a lovely night to have a couch potato heaven, make himself comfy in front of a good movie or a good Premiere League live on TV with his friends.
Hahaha... what a simple life!!
PrincessLidya and Tuteh have been kindly asking me about my V-Day stories... Ummm, I feel uneasy to talk about it. But yeah, I'll tell you anyway, and hope that you'll learn something from it. ^_^
The setting goes back to 17 Jan 2004, about a month before the day. After having another quarrel with one of my best friend because of our past conflict, finally I said that I loved her so much that I couldn't forgive myself for doing such a terrible mistake in the previous life ("the old me"). I told her my feeling just the time she'd already gone, going back to where she belongs errrr.... na-ah, going back to study abroad.
Just like in the movies (AADC and the likes) eh? You say you love somebody but it's too late. She'll never come back.
That is why, I had nothing special on Feb 14. After working hard (hahaha... exaggerating) on the previous days, working overtime at night, I felt so exhausted. An exhausted man ("the new me") on February 11, 12 and 13 would see a V-Day--which happened to be weekend--as a lovely day to take a nap in, and a lovely night to have a couch potato heaven, make himself comfy in front of a good movie or a good Premiere League live on TV with his friends.
Hahaha... what a simple life!!
Monday, February 16, 2004
Oh, I'm Waiting For Your Comments...
Hi friends,
I just want to know if you've ever watched one of these German movies and what you think about it. I've read the review, but only some of them...
"Anansi"
"Bellaria - So Lange Wir Leben!"
"Berlin is in Germany"
"Bungalow"
"Ghettokids"
"Grill Point (Halbe Treppe)"
"Heart over Head (Herz im Kopf)"
"Klassenfahrt"
"Manns--Ein Jahrhundertroman, Die"
"Map of the Heart, A (Der Felsen)"
"Mostly Martha (Bella Martha)"
"Nowhere in Africa (Nirgwendo in Afrika)"
Why? For now, I should tell you that I'm just curious and want to watch them all.... ^_^
Thanks for your help. I really appreciate that.
I just want to know if you've ever watched one of these German movies and what you think about it. I've read the review, but only some of them...
"Anansi"
"Bellaria - So Lange Wir Leben!"
"Berlin is in Germany"
"Bungalow"
"Ghettokids"
"Grill Point (Halbe Treppe)"
"Heart over Head (Herz im Kopf)"
"Klassenfahrt"
"Manns--Ein Jahrhundertroman, Die"
"Map of the Heart, A (Der Felsen)"
"Mostly Martha (Bella Martha)"
"Nowhere in Africa (Nirgwendo in Afrika)"
Why? For now, I should tell you that I'm just curious and want to watch them all.... ^_^
Thanks for your help. I really appreciate that.
Sunday, February 15, 2004
Just for Laughs...
I took this fake news from humorix.org, one of my fave humor-like stuffs among Open Source community. It's merely a joke with a clear message implied, so don't you feel offended if you're a fanatic Microsoft's user :D
Bill Bless You
Fictional Story written by Daniel Novotny on February 11, 2004
from the at-least-i-hope-this-is-fictional dept.
I made a mistake. Again. My little heart aches. I humbly bow in front of The System, which simply announces:
The program performed an illegal operation and will be terminated.
Oh, such pain over an unfinished work. Oh, such sorrow. But it has to be this way. Reconciled with the fate, I shuffle through the muddy alleys to confession. Users, living in muddy slums, see my robe of a novice and step out of my way. "The servant of Lord Bill! Crashproofness to his soul!"
Only one old fellow stands alone in the corner. He frowns. Maybe an Appler...? No..., the Inquisition burned all Applers at the stake long ago.
"I have sinned, Father Paul."
"Your system crashed, son?"
The Cathedral is marvelous: the clouds during the start, the beautiful blue windows that you can open, close, minimize, maximize... There are pictures of saints maximized in the windows: Saint Jack, who died from hunger humbly waiting for the start of Windows, Saint Tom, fetching the page from http://www.microsoft.com/ until he reached Ecstasy...
"What is your advice, Father? How should I prevent the Blue Death, plaguing me day and night?"
"Repentance, prayers, Reinstallation!"
"Holy Reinstallation? Again, Father? Spare this unworthy son the worst!"
"You know, son, what Bill has said: only Windows you may have. Or do you want to resist the Holy Authority of Tech Support?"
"I would never dare such!"
"Well, son. Play Solitaire for ten times and Minesweeper for fifteen times, and your soul will be cleansed. No more crashes!"
...
[detailed story]
****
©humorix.org
Bill Bless You
Fictional Story written by Daniel Novotny on February 11, 2004
from the at-least-i-hope-this-is-fictional dept.
I made a mistake. Again. My little heart aches. I humbly bow in front of The System, which simply announces:
The program performed an illegal operation and will be terminated.
Oh, such pain over an unfinished work. Oh, such sorrow. But it has to be this way. Reconciled with the fate, I shuffle through the muddy alleys to confession. Users, living in muddy slums, see my robe of a novice and step out of my way. "The servant of Lord Bill! Crashproofness to his soul!"
Only one old fellow stands alone in the corner. He frowns. Maybe an Appler...? No..., the Inquisition burned all Applers at the stake long ago.
"I have sinned, Father Paul."
"Your system crashed, son?"
The Cathedral is marvelous: the clouds during the start, the beautiful blue windows that you can open, close, minimize, maximize... There are pictures of saints maximized in the windows: Saint Jack, who died from hunger humbly waiting for the start of Windows, Saint Tom, fetching the page from http://www.microsoft.com/ until he reached Ecstasy...
"What is your advice, Father? How should I prevent the Blue Death, plaguing me day and night?"
"Repentance, prayers, Reinstallation!"
"Holy Reinstallation? Again, Father? Spare this unworthy son the worst!"
"You know, son, what Bill has said: only Windows you may have. Or do you want to resist the Holy Authority of Tech Support?"
"I would never dare such!"
"Well, son. Play Solitaire for ten times and Minesweeper for fifteen times, and your soul will be cleansed. No more crashes!"
...
[detailed story]
****
©humorix.org
Friday, February 13, 2004
Feel Like Being Reborn Afterward? Tell Me About It!
After going through a hard time, or a close-to-death experience like car accidents, or simply someone step up to you and put his knife on your belly asking for a little bucks --sometimes even your very life-- and suddenly you think "oh, no... not now, please!", what would you feel if somehow you can escape well and alive? yeah... i-feel-like-being-reborn.
It happened to me all the time.
First thing I can remember take me back to 1985, just like my mom told me. Almost 20 years passed, I still can remember I did a terrible thing in children's world: imitating. There's a boy-next-door coming to our house, when people at home were doing something in the kitchen after our successful corn harvest. He showed me a little tricky magic: inhaling a corn seed and take it back out of his left ear. "Wow that's cool! I want to want to do that!" I said. Then I did the same with--of course--different result: a gasping and crying me, a frightened and crying boy, panic occupying the whole house, and finally a doctor's sucking tool as well as his prescription. My parents felt like I was being reborn afterward.
(Morale: Dear parents, this could happen to your children too, so watch them very carefully. Also read another similar story)
Want some more? Well, here the list:
April 20th 2000.
I and my friends climbed Gunung Merapi from the south tracks, starting from Bebeng. It was on the second day, when we tried to traverse a narrow sandy slope, about 40 m wide, between two large moss-covered large rocky landscape. It was at 2200 m altitude and about 40 - 45 degrees of elevation. The leader--the one who chooses opens up (new) tracking path--had started his way and almost stepped on safely the other side. Me? I'm right behind him, still on the spot. Until that sounds coming, the boooming and rhooarring sounds as if a few choppers flying near us. W-wait.... take a look up there! O my.... a RockFall!!
We all laid down to the earth, and prayed those small rocks sliding down didn't give us more trouble. Lucky me, I hid myself under a rock formation that popped out 5-10 cm from the sand. Lucky? Na-ah. That thing make a small rock hit me on my left forehead. "Ouch!" i said. I felt like somebody gave me his best jab. Feeling stunned momentarily, then smiled again. "Wheewww.... that was close!!".
When we passed that hell-like slope, I have my wound checked. "It's bleeding quite a lot, but still a minor injury", he said.
Nov 25th 2003.
We just went home after visiting our relatives at Rembang for silaturahim Idul Fitri purpose. Thank god we didn't hit the car coming toward us.
It happened to me all the time.
First thing I can remember take me back to 1985, just like my mom told me. Almost 20 years passed, I still can remember I did a terrible thing in children's world: imitating. There's a boy-next-door coming to our house, when people at home were doing something in the kitchen after our successful corn harvest. He showed me a little tricky magic: inhaling a corn seed and take it back out of his left ear. "Wow that's cool! I want to want to do that!" I said. Then I did the same with--of course--different result: a gasping and crying me, a frightened and crying boy, panic occupying the whole house, and finally a doctor's sucking tool as well as his prescription. My parents felt like I was being reborn afterward.
(Morale: Dear parents, this could happen to your children too, so watch them very carefully. Also read another similar story)
Want some more? Well, here the list:
April 20th 2000.
I and my friends climbed Gunung Merapi from the south tracks, starting from Bebeng. It was on the second day, when we tried to traverse a narrow sandy slope, about 40 m wide, between two large moss-covered large rocky landscape. It was at 2200 m altitude and about 40 - 45 degrees of elevation. The leader--the one who chooses opens up (new) tracking path--had started his way and almost stepped on safely the other side. Me? I'm right behind him, still on the spot. Until that sounds coming, the boooming and rhooarring sounds as if a few choppers flying near us. W-wait.... take a look up there! O my.... a RockFall!!
We all laid down to the earth, and prayed those small rocks sliding down didn't give us more trouble. Lucky me, I hid myself under a rock formation that popped out 5-10 cm from the sand. Lucky? Na-ah. That thing make a small rock hit me on my left forehead. "Ouch!" i said. I felt like somebody gave me his best jab. Feeling stunned momentarily, then smiled again. "Wheewww.... that was close!!".
When we passed that hell-like slope, I have my wound checked. "It's bleeding quite a lot, but still a minor injury", he said.
Nov 25th 2003.
We just went home after visiting our relatives at Rembang for silaturahim Idul Fitri purpose. Thank god we didn't hit the car coming toward us.
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
*Thank You*, /Thank You/ and _Thank You_
Phew! That was close!! Suddenly I feel I'm the luckiest guy in the world. There're so much to do, those dreams have to become reality. One way or another. The first and foremost thanks goes to Allah SWT for He doesn't squeeze me because of my sins so far. O God wherever you are, I believe I'm not that good, but thanks for giving me second chance.
Next, it goes to my friends from Alste community: mas Ariyo, Citot aka Ahmadun, aYu (hmmmmmm...), mas Firman, Edi, pakdhe Rois, Fanny, Jati, (mbak) Anne, mas Buyung, pak Aria Baskara, ... (ERROR: unterminated string). Thanks for a lovely but (rather) lonely mailist. I feel like home there...
Then to my colleagues at PT Reftindo Sarana, esp Mr Laksono and Mr Asnawi for their valuable support ever since I started working as a part time system engineer. Your patience is touching my hearts...
And to all of Ikomp99 members: Dayat, Tony, Awal, Ayu, Edi jenggot, Edi Smile, Hesti, Yance, Inda, Wawan, ...
And to all of PMII crews (Mahbub, Nyitnyit, Shihab, Bosman, pak Medi, Ratna, ...), MAPAGAMA fellows (mbak Tanti, Aka, Enno, Endar, Ari, Mitha, Wawan, Gentur, Dewi, ...), and my new friends at Pusat Studi Jerman UGM (Nieta, Kholis, Joko, Ayu, Dhimaz, ...)... (ERROR: Message truncated)
Finally, to my friendster's friends: Widodo, Wiwid, Diah Ayu, Orit, Putri, Bulan. Special for Diah Ayu: *nervous* "I still owe you one, young lady. I'm gonna make it even somehow, that's my promise". Special to Orit: "Oh, I'm waiting for your post hehehe....". Special to Bulan: "have a nice day", "say hi to Laura for me" and "diet diet diet!!".
And of course, to all bloggers who happen to visit this page: AchmadBisri, Beranda, Bulan, Eefaa, Fany, Fitri, IlalangLiar, Ipone, Mitha,. Nasgorkam, Ndree, Nofree, Ochan, Pinkiest, PrincessLidya, Putri, Rachel, Racingdynamics, Ridho, Rizal/Rhaze, Siberia, Tomi, Tuteh,... (FATAL ERROR: Buffer Overflow!!). Together we share love to the whole (new) world...
WARNING: Blue Screen! Invalid page fault at kernel32.dll!
switching to Linux.....[DONE].
Next, it goes to my friends from Alste community: mas Ariyo, Citot aka Ahmadun, aYu (hmmmmmm...), mas Firman, Edi, pakdhe Rois, Fanny, Jati, (mbak) Anne, mas Buyung, pak Aria Baskara, ... (ERROR: unterminated string). Thanks for a lovely but (rather) lonely mailist. I feel like home there...
Then to my colleagues at PT Reftindo Sarana, esp Mr Laksono and Mr Asnawi for their valuable support ever since I started working as a part time system engineer. Your patience is touching my hearts...
And to all of Ikomp99 members: Dayat, Tony, Awal, Ayu, Edi jenggot, Edi Smile, Hesti, Yance, Inda, Wawan, ...
And to all of PMII crews (Mahbub, Nyitnyit, Shihab, Bosman, pak Medi, Ratna, ...), MAPAGAMA fellows (mbak Tanti, Aka, Enno, Endar, Ari, Mitha, Wawan, Gentur, Dewi, ...), and my new friends at Pusat Studi Jerman UGM (Nieta, Kholis, Joko, Ayu, Dhimaz, ...)... (ERROR: Message truncated)
Finally, to my friendster's friends: Widodo, Wiwid, Diah Ayu, Orit, Putri, Bulan. Special for Diah Ayu: *nervous* "I still owe you one, young lady. I'm gonna make it even somehow, that's my promise". Special to Orit: "Oh, I'm waiting for your post hehehe....". Special to Bulan: "have a nice day", "say hi to Laura for me" and "diet diet diet!!".
And of course, to all bloggers who happen to visit this page: AchmadBisri, Beranda, Bulan, Eefaa, Fany, Fitri, IlalangLiar, Ipone, Mitha,. Nasgorkam, Ndree, Nofree, Ochan, Pinkiest, PrincessLidya, Putri, Rachel, Racingdynamics, Ridho, Rizal/Rhaze, Siberia, Tomi, Tuteh,... (FATAL ERROR: Buffer Overflow!!). Together we share love to the whole (new) world...
WARNING: Blue Screen! Invalid page fault at kernel32.dll!
switching to Linux.....[DONE].
Sunday, February 08, 2004
New Years Resolution (2004) Revisited
Since I wrote down my new years resolution here, to my amazement, I felt a lot of change in my life.
First, I sleep quite often. That's why second: I have a slight pain on my neck and my back. Third, it's been a long time since I sleep with an ordinary dream. It's been a dull nightly ritual (ups! don't mix up with "that" nightly ritual. I'm still single ya know :P).
Well, but the good news is: I have a new hope. Just like Spirit character in my fave movie "Spirit: The Stallion of Cimarron". It's a new world, it's a new start. It's a beat from a young heart. Check one of its OST, it describes exactly what I feel:
HERE I AM (END TITLE)
(Bryan Adams)
Here I am - this is me
There's no where else on earth I'd rather be
Here I am - it's just me and you
And tonight we make our dreams come true
Chorus:
It's a new world - it's a new start
It's alive with the beating of young hearts
It's a new day - it 's a new plan
I've been waiting for you
Here I am
Here we are - we've just begun
And after all this time our time has come
Ya here we are - still goin' strong
Right here in the place where we belong
Chorus
Here I am - this is me
There's no where else on earth I'd rather be
Here I am - it's just me and you
And tonight we make our dreams come true
Chorus (2x)
Here I am - next to you
And suddenly the world is all brand new
Here I am - I'm gonna stay
Now there's nothin standin in our way
Here I am - this is me
Indeed, it's really me.
First, I sleep quite often. That's why second: I have a slight pain on my neck and my back. Third, it's been a long time since I sleep with an ordinary dream. It's been a dull nightly ritual (ups! don't mix up with "that" nightly ritual. I'm still single ya know :P).
Well, but the good news is: I have a new hope. Just like Spirit character in my fave movie "Spirit: The Stallion of Cimarron". It's a new world, it's a new start. It's a beat from a young heart. Check one of its OST, it describes exactly what I feel:
HERE I AM (END TITLE)
(Bryan Adams)
Here I am - this is me
There's no where else on earth I'd rather be
Here I am - it's just me and you
And tonight we make our dreams come true
Chorus:
It's a new world - it's a new start
It's alive with the beating of young hearts
It's a new day - it 's a new plan
I've been waiting for you
Here I am
Here we are - we've just begun
And after all this time our time has come
Ya here we are - still goin' strong
Right here in the place where we belong
Chorus
Here I am - this is me
There's no where else on earth I'd rather be
Here I am - it's just me and you
And tonight we make our dreams come true
Chorus (2x)
Here I am - next to you
And suddenly the world is all brand new
Here I am - I'm gonna stay
Now there's nothin standin in our way
Here I am - this is me
Indeed, it's really me.
Brainstorming in Progress...
When seeing myself in the mirror, my minds wandering...
What are you looking at? why do you stare me like that? When the last time was an acne on your face just because of your dream girl?? How could you do that to her? Now she's gone. To somewhere you can't even think of. Or afford to (well, maybe someday). Nobody's with you now. She and her friends are now your thorn in your flesh. Why? You've been so trustworthy until that bleeding November.
Wait. Everything seems so vague. Me? Break my own words and sneak in? No way!! It's she who let that happen. I told her not to forward that bloody emails from her private mailist (private without proper protection, little sister!!). She did that 3 times. I warned her once for all, but she just said "biarin weee!!". Then deliberately I took a chance to join it and seeing if my presence there would be red handed.
Eeee... it took her 3 months to figure it out.
She told me that I was sneaking. Wh-what? Sneaking with moderator's approval? What the hell joke is that? Somebody should learn some things first to become a mailing list moderator. Signing up a new mailist simply doesn't make you a good one. Even if you banned the sneaker out with Yahoo!Groups level 3 security, he or she could be still alive and keep monitoring your mailist without your consent and notice. Gosh! somebody should learn something.
Admit it, you goddamn fool! You should knock knock the door and ask ask ask her permission or simply simply say hello to her friends. Period!
Blush! I never expected it would end up this way. I've been accidentally practicing a Participant-Observant method of "Privacy and Trustworthiness Relationship Model" ever since I wrote "Privasi dan Kepercayaan dalam Dunia Internet: Tinjauan Dampak Komputer terhadap Masyarakat" elsewhere. I should learn something too. That trust is something so precious you couldn't barter with anything but your own life. Hope I can make it up somehow. I owe her that much.
Note: learn Brainstorming Techniques HOWTO first if you've no idea what it is ^_^
What are you looking at? why do you stare me like that? When the last time was an acne on your face just because of your dream girl?? How could you do that to her? Now she's gone. To somewhere you can't even think of. Or afford to (well, maybe someday). Nobody's with you now. She and her friends are now your thorn in your flesh. Why? You've been so trustworthy until that bleeding November.
Wait. Everything seems so vague. Me? Break my own words and sneak in? No way!! It's she who let that happen. I told her not to forward that bloody emails from her private mailist (private without proper protection, little sister!!). She did that 3 times. I warned her once for all, but she just said "biarin weee!!". Then deliberately I took a chance to join it and seeing if my presence there would be red handed.
Eeee... it took her 3 months to figure it out.
She told me that I was sneaking. Wh-what? Sneaking with moderator's approval? What the hell joke is that? Somebody should learn some things first to become a mailing list moderator. Signing up a new mailist simply doesn't make you a good one. Even if you banned the sneaker out with Yahoo!Groups level 3 security, he or she could be still alive and keep monitoring your mailist without your consent and notice. Gosh! somebody should learn something.
Admit it, you goddamn fool! You should knock knock the door and ask ask ask her permission or simply simply say hello to her friends. Period!
Blush! I never expected it would end up this way. I've been accidentally practicing a Participant-Observant method of "Privacy and Trustworthiness Relationship Model" ever since I wrote "Privasi dan Kepercayaan dalam Dunia Internet: Tinjauan Dampak Komputer terhadap Masyarakat" elsewhere. I should learn something too. That trust is something so precious you couldn't barter with anything but your own life. Hope I can make it up somehow. I owe her that much.
Note: learn Brainstorming Techniques HOWTO first if you've no idea what it is ^_^
Friday, February 06, 2004
In Memoriam : Mr Ign Purnomo, M.Kom
My lovely lecturer, Mr Ign Purnomo, M.Kom, has passed away on Friday, 6 Feb 2004. May he rest in peace.
He taught us in wide range subjects: Database, Concepts of Programming Languages, (Discrete Event) Simulation, Genetic Algorithms. In any of his lecture, he always gives us a lesson of life. Something like "life-skill education". That's a plus.
I'm not kidding when I tell you he is lovely. Patient. Thoughtful. Honest. Low Profile (but High Performance). Smart (he should be!). His students are all happy to have at least B in all of his lectures. His classes are always full of students. Even if you're late for only 10 minutes, you have to bring your own desk. Coz the desks are already "sold out".
Certainly I miss such an ideal teacher. Deep condolence.
He taught us in wide range subjects: Database, Concepts of Programming Languages, (Discrete Event) Simulation, Genetic Algorithms. In any of his lecture, he always gives us a lesson of life. Something like "life-skill education". That's a plus.
I'm not kidding when I tell you he is lovely. Patient. Thoughtful. Honest. Low Profile (but High Performance). Smart (he should be!). His students are all happy to have at least B in all of his lectures. His classes are always full of students. Even if you're late for only 10 minutes, you have to bring your own desk. Coz the desks are already "sold out".
Certainly I miss such an ideal teacher. Deep condolence.
Thursday, February 05, 2004
Ask Something Smart, you M*r*n!
When I read How to Ask Question in Smart Way for the first time, I felt so offended. When I did it for the 2nd and so forth, I can't help laughing... There's something peculiar about hackers' way to communicate. They always see things as problem solving, thus speak anything in a "cut-through-the-bullshit" manner.
Go on, see it yourself.
Q: Where can I find program or resource X?
A: The same place I'd find it, fool — at the other end of a web search. Ghod, doesn't everybody know how to use Google yet?
Q:. How can I use X to do Y?
A:. If what you want is to do Y, you should ask that question without pre-supposing the use of a method that may not be appropriate. Questions of this form often indicate a person who is not merely ignorant about X, but confused about what problem Y they are solving and too fixated on the details of their particular situation. It is generally best to ignore such people until they define their problem better.
Q:. How can I configure my shell prompt?
A:. If you're smart enough to ask this question, you're smart enough to RTFM*) and find out yourself.
Q:. Can I convert an AcmeCorp document into a TeX file using the Bass-o-matic file converter?
A:. Try it and see. If you did that, you'd (a) learn the answer, and (b) stop wasting my time.
Q:. My {program, configuration, SQL statement} doesn't work
A:. This is not a question, and I'm not interested in playing Twenty Questions to pry your actual question out of you — I have better things to do. On seeing something like this, my reaction is normally of one of the following:
* do you have anything else to add to that?
* oh, that's too bad, I hope you get it fixed.
* and this has exactly what to do with me?
Q:. I'm having problems with my Windows machine. Can you help?
A:. Yes. Throw out that Microsoft trash and install an open-source operating system like Linux or BSD.
Note: you can ask questions related to Windows machines if they are about a program that does have an official Windows build, or interacts with Windows machines (i.e. Samba). Just don't be surprised by the reply that the problem is with Windows and not the program, because Windows is so broken in general that this is very often the case.
Q:. My program doesn't work. I think system facility X is broken.
A:. While it is possible that you are the first person to notice an obvious deficiency in system calls and libraries heavily used by hundreds or thousands of people, it is rather more likely that you are utterly clueless. Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence; when you make a claim like this one, you must back it up with clear and exhaustive documentation of the failure case.
Q:. I'm having problems installing Linux or X. Can you help?
A:. No. I'd need hands-on access to your machine to troubleshoot this. Go ask your local Linux user group for hands-on help. (You can find a list of user groups here.)
Note: questions about installing Linux may be appropriate if you're on a forum or mailing list about a particular distro, and the problem is with that distro; or on local user groups forums. In this case, be sure to describe the exact details of the failure. But do careful searching first, with "linux" and all suspicious pieces of hardware.
Q:. How can I crack root/steal channel-ops privileges/read someone's email?
A:. You're a lowlife for wanting to do such things and a moron for asking a hacker to help you.
*) RTFM : Read The Fucking Manual, usually used in conjunction with STFW (Search The Fucking Web)
Go on, see it yourself.
Q: Where can I find program or resource X?
A: The same place I'd find it, fool — at the other end of a web search. Ghod, doesn't everybody know how to use Google yet?
Q:. How can I use X to do Y?
A:. If what you want is to do Y, you should ask that question without pre-supposing the use of a method that may not be appropriate. Questions of this form often indicate a person who is not merely ignorant about X, but confused about what problem Y they are solving and too fixated on the details of their particular situation. It is generally best to ignore such people until they define their problem better.
Q:. How can I configure my shell prompt?
A:. If you're smart enough to ask this question, you're smart enough to RTFM*) and find out yourself.
Q:. Can I convert an AcmeCorp document into a TeX file using the Bass-o-matic file converter?
A:. Try it and see. If you did that, you'd (a) learn the answer, and (b) stop wasting my time.
Q:. My {program, configuration, SQL statement} doesn't work
A:. This is not a question, and I'm not interested in playing Twenty Questions to pry your actual question out of you — I have better things to do. On seeing something like this, my reaction is normally of one of the following:
* do you have anything else to add to that?
* oh, that's too bad, I hope you get it fixed.
* and this has exactly what to do with me?
Q:. I'm having problems with my Windows machine. Can you help?
A:. Yes. Throw out that Microsoft trash and install an open-source operating system like Linux or BSD.
Note: you can ask questions related to Windows machines if they are about a program that does have an official Windows build, or interacts with Windows machines (i.e. Samba). Just don't be surprised by the reply that the problem is with Windows and not the program, because Windows is so broken in general that this is very often the case.
Q:. My program doesn't work. I think system facility X is broken.
A:. While it is possible that you are the first person to notice an obvious deficiency in system calls and libraries heavily used by hundreds or thousands of people, it is rather more likely that you are utterly clueless. Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence; when you make a claim like this one, you must back it up with clear and exhaustive documentation of the failure case.
Q:. I'm having problems installing Linux or X. Can you help?
A:. No. I'd need hands-on access to your machine to troubleshoot this. Go ask your local Linux user group for hands-on help. (You can find a list of user groups here.)
Note: questions about installing Linux may be appropriate if you're on a forum or mailing list about a particular distro, and the problem is with that distro; or on local user groups forums. In this case, be sure to describe the exact details of the failure. But do careful searching first, with "linux" and all suspicious pieces of hardware.
Q:. How can I crack root/steal channel-ops privileges/read someone's email?
A:. You're a lowlife for wanting to do such things and a moron for asking a hacker to help you.
*) RTFM : Read The Fucking Manual, usually used in conjunction with STFW (Search The Fucking Web)
Sunday, February 01, 2004
Tragedy of Gunung Slamet: 31 January 2001
To commemorate my friends: Ismarilianti, Bergas Agung Pramuditya, Turniyadi, Fauzan, Masrukhi. You're all of high value in my memory. A scene of bravery, never ending struggle of survival untill you have reached your verge of undeniable destiny. Rest in peace my friends. Gunung Slamet with its lethal rainy storm may have stopped your heart beat, but will never ever stop your fighting spirit.
UNTUK SEORANG IIS (I)
by: Wahyu Adi Setyanto
Energimu habis terserap langit yang menggumuli pori-pori
lagi menjamah tumit hingga ubun-ubun
dalam hari-hari dan malam-malam bising oleh amukan badai
di setiap desah nafas berkubangan hasrat tak tertumpah
saat diriku lelah dengan salam perpisahan yang terucap sudah,
Menanti dwitunggal setia taat patuh padaNya datang
lewat kesaksian jemari tangan membeku tungkai lunglai terkulai
leher jenjang mengejang bibir ranum memutih bertutur lirih
dalam dahaga yang tak lagi mengundang nafsuku bercumbu dan bercanda
dengan seisi dunia.
UNTUK SEORANG IIS (II)
by: Wahyu Adi Setyanto
Tunjukkan padaku
dengan luasnya semai hatimu
sebuah puri yang kaubangun dengan airmata
di sana.
Sematkan pula
tali kasih yang kubawa
di setiap yasin tahlil dan fatihah
agar tak kau rindukan kami lagi
di sini.
*aquarium mapagama, Bulaksumur*
Those poems were created on April 24 2001, barely 2 weeks after my 20th birthday. In tears. Just to be thankful that I was still alive as a witness of such heroic strive of men and women conquering themselves on a truly unimagined condition.
UNTUK SEORANG IIS (I)
by: Wahyu Adi Setyanto
Energimu habis terserap langit yang menggumuli pori-pori
lagi menjamah tumit hingga ubun-ubun
dalam hari-hari dan malam-malam bising oleh amukan badai
di setiap desah nafas berkubangan hasrat tak tertumpah
saat diriku lelah dengan salam perpisahan yang terucap sudah,
Menanti dwitunggal setia taat patuh padaNya datang
lewat kesaksian jemari tangan membeku tungkai lunglai terkulai
leher jenjang mengejang bibir ranum memutih bertutur lirih
dalam dahaga yang tak lagi mengundang nafsuku bercumbu dan bercanda
dengan seisi dunia.
UNTUK SEORANG IIS (II)
by: Wahyu Adi Setyanto
Tunjukkan padaku
dengan luasnya semai hatimu
sebuah puri yang kaubangun dengan airmata
di sana.
Sematkan pula
tali kasih yang kubawa
di setiap yasin tahlil dan fatihah
agar tak kau rindukan kami lagi
di sini.
*aquarium mapagama, Bulaksumur*
Those poems were created on April 24 2001, barely 2 weeks after my 20th birthday. In tears. Just to be thankful that I was still alive as a witness of such heroic strive of men and women conquering themselves on a truly unimagined condition.
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