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Cogs can think.

I'm a mere, tiny, insignificant cog in a whole clockwork of stupidity.
The little cog that wanted to break free, I am.

Hot chicks and broccoli

Wednesday, August 31, 2005
The beach was awesome :). Lots of pretty girls, lots of sun, lots of sand, lots of water. Just how I like my beach. Before I went to the beach, I had to fill my car with some petrol, and as a gift they gave me a... Strand of broccoli. I had absolutely no idea what to do with it, so me and Oscar took it with us to the beach, and planted it in front of our towels. We made jokes about it all day-- at one point we took the broccoli (wrapped in plastic) with us into the water, and played catch with it. I was amazed by how few people actually seemed to care that two grown-up guys were throwing a broccoli around!

Anyway, a short moment of peace now, and after that I'm heading over to Renate, and with her I'll watch Friends tonight. After that, we're gonna go get a drink at a terrace somewhere in Alkmaar. Looking forward to it!


Sunny outside, don't have to go to work, and best of all: I'll be lying on the beach in a few hours! Have fun at work, everyone else!

Now playing: Van Dik Hout, "Stil In Mij"


Monday, August 29, 2005
How on earth can you deny global warming? HOW ON EARTH???

I'm getting so SICK of all those FCUKING STUPID WHITE-SUBURBIAN PIECE OF SHIT AMERICANS. They should line 'm all up and take 'm between the eyes.

Bunch of bitches. I hope they all die a painful, very slow, agonizing death.

I'm so pissed off right now. Do not take my words literally. I get really evil when I'm really pissed off. These people who deny global warming shouldn't be within the range of my fists.

Het regent zonnestralen

Last week, tuesday, my mum got her fifth and last chemotherapy. All in all this last one was less straining than the 4th one. I was listening to Dutch music just yet, and came accross a Dutch classic, "Het Regent Zonnestralen" (It's Raining Sunrays), a song about a man who sees his own obituary in the newspaper (the car he just sold was still registred on his name), and suddenly realizes he is now free to go and do whatever he wants. The chorus goes like this:

O, o, o,
Even rustig ademhalen
Want het lijkt alsof het regent als altijd
Maar het regent zonnestralen

(O, o, o,
Chill down and breath
'Cause it seems as if it's raining like always
But it's raining sunrays)

The treatment is over.

For someone

A long story, but this is for a certain someone... Don't ask questions, these are very complicated matters.

My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state
I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8
I always done an honest job as honest as I could
I got a brother named Franky and Franky ain't no good

Now ever since we was young kids it's been the same come down
I get a call over the radio Franky's in trouble downtown
Well if it was any other man, I'd put him straight away
But when it's your brother sometimes you look the other way

Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"

I catch him when he's strayin' like any brother would
Man turns his back on his family well he just ain't no good

Well Franky went in the army back in 1965 I got a farm deferment, settled down, took Maria for my wife
But them wheat prices kept on droppin' till it was like we were gettin' robbed
Franky came home in '68, and me, I took this job

Yea we're laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin', teach him how to walk that line
Man turns his back on his family he ain't no friend of mine

Well the night was like any other, I got a call 'bout quarter to nine
There was trouble in a roadhouse out on the Michigan line
There was a kid lyin' on the floor lookin' bad bleedin' hard from his head there was a girl cryin' at a table and it was Frank, they said
Well I went out and I jumped in my car and I hit the lights
Well I must of done one hundred and ten through Michigan county that night

It was out at the crossroads, down round Willow bank
Seen a Buick with Ohio plates behind the wheel was Frank
Well I chased him through them county roads till a sign said Canadian border five miles from here
I pulled over the side of the highway and watched his taillights disappear

Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin'
Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin' like any brother would
Man turns his back on his family well he just ain't no good

Bruce Springsteen, "Highway Patrolman"

Now playing: De Poema's, "Mijn Houten Hart"


Okay, so hurricane Katrina is now threatening the state of Louisiana, and New Orleans in particular. I just read this post, on how sad this is, and how extra bad it is because New Orleans is a city of 1.4 million people below sealevel.

Do Americans even know there's a world beyond their own borders?

So, okay, this hurricane might kill a few dozen people. It might make a few thousand people homeless. That's a bad thing, and I feel really sorry for those people.

However, for the ones not directly affected by Katrina, get some perspective! Do you realize how many people die each day in Darfur? Do you realize a huge famine is about to break out in Niger? Do you know how many innocent Iraqis die each day because the US fcuked that country up even more? Those things are way more important than a hurricane that might kill a few dozen people.

What's even worse, is the below sealevel part. Okay, so you Americans have a city that's a few feet below sealevel. Big fcuking deal. Half of my country is below sealevel! Ten million people, including myself! We're not talking about a 200 year old city-- we're talking about thousands of years of history, unique cities such as Rotterdam, Amsterdam, The Hague, Alkmaar, etc, etc. If the Americans continue to keep denying global warming, we Dutch (together with Bangladesh) will be the first to drown. And I am not kidding here. *Your* government ignoring global warming could cause the death of hundreds of thousands of Dutchmen and women. The part of my country that's below sealevel is one of the most densily populated areas in the world.

However, Bangladesh is even worse. That actually *is* the most densily populated country in the world, also below sealevel.

Get some perspective on this shit, please.

Damn Gnome-pilot

Thursday, August 25, 2005
This is so frustrating. No matter WHAT I do, there is NO FCUKING WAY to get my PalmOne Tungsten E2 to sync in Linux/Gnome. All proper modules are loaded, all HOWTOs have been followed to the letter, and still it refuses to work.

Funny thing is, it's not only the E2 that has problems; there are a lot of people who are unable to connect *any* PDA to Linux/Gnome via USB. Kpilot does its job much better (I got the thing to sync there, but only by help from Eugenia a few weeks back). What good is it to include Gnome-pilot in any distribution IF IT DOESN'T FCUKING WORK?? Jesus, you Linux folks should really learn to "do it right or don't do it" instead of "do it any possible way, no matter if it works".

This is really annoying the shit out of me. It are these little things that make you really HATE Linux. Like that TV card I bought, that happened to be of a series which uses a different decoder chip than other series of the same model. That's why it didn't work... I'm really not getting this; how many USB-enabled Palm models are actually there to create support for??


Google Talk

Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Okay, I'm on Google Talk too now, ThomHolwerda AT gmail DOT com (using the good instructions for how to use Talk with Gaim). Feel free to add me, but take note that whoever bothers me will be on my block list real soon.

This also means I now have a Gmail account (ThomHolwerda AT gmail DOT com).

Delivery girl

I got lots of cool new stuff the last few days. Firstly, I bought a new leather deskchair. I used to sit on a wooden piece of shit, and now I'm on this heaven among seating. A huge improvement.

Secondly, I also bought a new case for my x86. It's an Asus TA-120, and it looks really good. When I built my dad's computer, I also gave him an Asus case (a small-footprint one), and I was really satisfied with the quality and all that. Here are some pics:

Such an improvement over my 4-year-old beige no-name box.

The biggest new thing: a brand new monitor! After more than 15 yeas of computing behind a CRT screen, I now finally left the stone age to join the rest of the free world in using flat-screen monitors. All this thanks to David! The monitor is a 17" Dell flatscreen 1280x1024pix, has a 4-port USB hub, and is adjustable in every possible direction. Pictures:

Looks good huh? Oh and by the way: I should really stop flirting with the delivery girl. She's at least 5 years older than me... But hey, her smile is irresistable!

Me? Participating?

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Since when am I involved in Ubuntu laptop-testing? ;).

I'm odd

Quote from an OSNews comment of mine:

It doesn't. Noboday is saying otherwise. The issue is whether or not people are inclined to find an alternative if there is already a competant piece of software already included?

Exactly! You hit the nail on the head, finally, Kelly! People are *happy* with the apps MS includes! Why should the law be involved to force people into thinking about alternatives? Care to elaborate? Why would you take away a baby's favourite pacifier, and then line it up with 9 other pacifiers, letting the baby cry until he in the end finds his favourite pacifier again?

How on earth do I come up with these analogies??? :s

Slashdot got slashdotted...

Monday, August 22, 2005

Always nice to see overrated sites go down :).

Sticky phone

Okay, that post I made last night is just screaming for an expanation, isn't it? Here it is!

It's a true thing of Noord-Holland, more specifically of West-Friesland (the region of Noord-Holland where I live). Once a year, usually on a course of three days, each tiny fcuking settlement in these lowlands gets completely drunk, wasted, and shameless. It's called Kermis (not to be mistaken for the Dutch word for Christmas, Kerstmis), and to any outsider it just looks like harmless fun; a ferris wheel, bumper cars, merry-go-rounds, the whole lot. However, I urge you to take a closer look.

Kermis is nothing more than an excuse for everyone to consume lots and lots of alcohol. It's truly a magical experience, not seen anywhere else in the world. All fights are forgotton, age means nothing, everyone likes everyone, everyone buys everyone beer, everyone tries to score on the opposite sex, and all this starts at 8 in the morning (I only go at evenings though).

So, that's my excuse. I have no idea how much I drank, I do know talking to lots of people, going on the ferris wheel with Renée (she made the usual joke: "I can see my house form here!"), shooting for points (I performed like ass this year), phoning Renaatje (she even sent back a txt msg), phoning Marcel ("in the army noooow"), phoning Bianc (okay, EJ did that and I don't think Bianc was all that amused), taking lots of pisses everywhere, doing some folkloristic dancing at one of the pubs, sending a txt msg to Mascha why on earth she wasn't at the kermis (turns out she was, in the same pub actually), loosing my phone (thanks Lizet, for finding it in a pile of empty beer glasses, now how to explain why it's so sticky?), and at the end talking nonsense to some 16-year-old girls outside one of our pubs, who were from a place a few villages up north. And suddenly everyone else of my group was gone, and if there's one thing I hate, it's not having my friends around to fall back on when I'm not having any luck with women (or girls in this case).

Before I knew it, I was at home making that blog post. Just so you know. I'll scan the photos for y'all enjoyment in a few days.

drunk and proudf

Ik making his posr while beging comloetely drunk. Harf to decipher. shhoooowwww me the way toamarollow, beeen weeeepin like a willow... yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Update: It's now the next morning, and as usual, I have no hangover or whatsoever. My body is made for alcohol! But dear god, was I drunk last night...

The record back

Sunday, August 21, 2005
Had a fun evening yesterday. Bianca celebrated her birthday, and I had a lot of laughs with some of the people there. Somehow, an empty beer can turned into baby Jesus, and we ressurected the Jesus story with the use of empty beer cans, hay, the people around us (I was the donkey) and patatoe chips. Really, we were far from drunk. Imagine what would've happened if we were...

Anyway, yesterday night I got the record back!

3 993 100! I so totally rock!

Nuking Zeta

Friday, August 19, 2005
Okay, this is really pushing me to nuke my Zeta R1 installation. I do not wish to support a company that treats external developers this way. This doesn't fit the Be spirit.

Sorry YellowTAB, but this behaviour is unacceptable.

Extraordinary machine indeed

Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Okay, sometimes things happen that make you doubt your agnosticism.

EPIC/Sony will finally release Fiona Apple's third album, Extraordinary Machine!! They didn't want to release it when it was done *years* ago, because it wasn't commercially viable enough (no hits on the album), but, some smartass leaked the album onto the web, and it became such a big hit, that they now decided to release it October 4th (in the US, not sure on European launch date).

About fcuking time.


I just got back from driving Renaatje home. We had a fun evening, we watched "Hide & Seek", with Robert DeNiro and our own Famke Janssen. Nice movie, allbeit a bit predictable.

Anyway, driving Renate home was... Spooky. There were strands of fog creaping across the road, and it really felt as if we were stuck in our own little world. Especially when I was driving home, the fog had gotten worse, it was as if I was driving towards the end of the world, here in the Dutch lowlands.

There is nothing as calming as doing 120 down a four-way street at night. Really, there isn't.

With Toto's "Pamela" on the radio.

I hope they bring back Elvis

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Today, 28 years ago, the world lost one of the most famous and influential people in musical history. His death came as a shock, fans crying, girls fainting. For us true music fans, he is the one who made it possible for us to love music in the first place-- "an American music giant of the 20th century who singlehandedly changed the course of music and culture in the mid-1950s."

Today, 28 years ago, Elvis Presley passed away.

But, Elvis lives. Not in the physical world, but in our hearts and minds. The Hillbilly Cat lives.

Now playing: Elvis Presley, "Hound Dog"

Ubuntu's weakness strikes again...

Monday, August 15, 2005
And again I run into Ubuntu's main weakness...

I bought a TV/Radio tuner card today, a very basic Hauppauge WinTV PCI-FM, and of course it wouldn't work in Ubuntu... The driver loaded perfectly fine, but because Ubuntu has no decent system management tools, there was no other way for me to configure this bitch other than by doing lots of grep's, dmesg's, manual editing and what not. Screw that, I'm not 15 anymore, I nor have the time, nor the will to configure a simple TV card this way.

Really, I wonder where people got the idea that Ubuntu is a "user-friendly" Linux distribution. It's good, don't get me wrong, but user friendly? Without providing sysman tools? Forget it.

So, I'm now installing SuSE again. At least SuSE has YaST.

Update: Okay, this piece of shit is going back to the store. The supplied software (WinTV2000) is so fucking awful... The worst UI I have *ever* seen. I cannot finetune channels as that somehow deletes them. I cannot alter presets. Etc. etc.

What a piece of shit. No wonder Ubuntu didn't want to work with it. UGH.

Isreal started retreat

So, Israel finally started to retreat from the Gaza strip, the land they stole from the Palestinians. This is finally a step in the right direction. The Jewish settlements on the Gaza strip are illegal, and therefor they must be destroyed and the land returned to the rightful owners.

Obviously, the Jewish settlers aren't happy. One girl said, and it sums up the idiocracy of Israel:

We only have a small country. Oh right the Arabs have 27 countries to go to, they can go live somewhere else, they're all terrorists. We have a right to this land according to the bible.

Right sweetie, and that justifies banning people from their homes, people who've lived there for centuries? Oh, and your country small? Honey, Israel has a population of 5.2 million people on an area roughly the same size as The Netherlands. And we have 16 million people! Does that mean we can expel all French-speaking Belgians to France or any of the other 20 countries where French is spoken, and then occupy Belgium (how tempting that may sound) ?

Get a grip, girl.

The bible's just a book, nothing more, nothing less (the Greek biblios even means book).

Updated my site

Sunday, August 14, 2005
Just spent a few minutes updating my website. Changed the font to Trebuchet (best font ever, my entire Gnome desktop uses it), added some text info, and added an all-new just-made picture of myself (let that be a warning).

Mmm, might as well add a link to the thing in the sidebar, and while I'm at it I also increased the font-size on my blog, those small letters were a real pain in the ass. And, changed the font of my blog to Trebuchet MS :).

PS: Also a thank you to Eugenia, who helped me add a seperator between my posts, and removing the border that surrounded my entire blog.

Andrew on KDE

Had a good laugh over IM today with Andrew. Background: where I have a slight preference towards Gnome, Andrew has a slight preference towards KDE. Resulting in this:

Andrew: yeah, KDE is getting leaner and faster, where as GNOME Developers ignore complaints about a slow inferior toolkit, and then to top it off choose a slow rendering system... MUWAHAHAHAHAHA... [end troll]

Andrew: we might stick widgets everywhere, but atleast our toolkit is fast enough to draw them lol

Thom: lol

Yeah, you can have honest fun over one's preferences without trolling and smashing one's head in :D.


Saturday, August 13, 2005

I fcuking hate bills >:(.

Coffee, black, please

Friday, August 12, 2005
You are a Black Coffee

At your best, you are: low maintenance, friendly, and adaptable

At your worst, you are: cheap and angsty

You drink coffee when: you can get your hands on it

Your caffeine addiction level: high
What Kind of Coffee Are You?

Yup, sounds like me :). Oh, and PS: I'll redo the 'review' of the Mighty Mouse soon as a new post (with photos), so don't bother commenting on my previous item.

Mighty mouse

Okay, I bought the Mighty Mouse today (a staggering €59,-), and here is a list of things that annoyed my up to this point:

  • The squeeze buttons suck. You have to squeeze way to hard in order for it to do anything.
  • The scroll ball is really usefull, but positioned just a few millimeters too much south
  • You indeed have to lift your index finger in order to use the right 'button'. However, this doesn't really seem to be a problem, as I already lifted my index finger on other mice too (never knew that)
  • Biggest of them all: APPLE, GIVE US BETTER MOUSE MOVEMENT IN OS X. This has been bothering me from the first day I got a Mac; and it's a problem quite well known. There's something wrong with the way OS X handles movement, because when you want to go from ie. one menu item to the other, the acceleration is way too slow, and you end up clicking the item where you left. Okay, so you try to move a little longer, but then the acceleration kicks in and you end up clicking another wrong item! It is freaking me out! Tried MouseZoom, iMouseFix, nothing helps. Advice, anyone?

  • Please?

    Update: Got it fixed, thanks to USB Overdrive, a handy little application that lets you alter many, many USB related settings, inlcuding mouse acceleration. Why Apple doesn't hire the developer to program this into OS X... Apple is gonna scare a lot of Windows users away with their crappy mouse support.

    Now that I can finally use the Mighty Mouse normally, I can say that it is a good mouse overall, but there are quirks, hence the above, that they really need to fix. I hope they can fix the right-click issue software-wise, else I'm afraid a lot of people aren't gonna like this mouse...

    Worth the €59,-? Only if you have no other mouse, the cost is justified. If you already have a decent mouse, don't bother buying the Mighty Mouse. Nice for Apple fans, but not better than other mice available. Now, my iBook is nagging me that I haven't sync'd my Palm in over seven days, so I'd better do that.

    Quite the bumpy ride

    Thursday, August 11, 2005
    You live, you learn
    You love, you learn
    You cry, you learn
    You lose, you learn
    You bleed, you learn
    You scream, you learn

    I'm normally not using introspective semi-intellectual quotes to start a post, but there's a first for everything, and the above just fits so fcuking well. Tomorrow is a very special day for me and my family, especially for my mother. Tomorrow is my mother's last (in a series of 25) radiation treatment. Next week is her last chemotherapy (in a series of 5).

    The last 6 months have been quite the bumpy ride. I must say.

    At the end of January, this year, we recieved a letter from the hospital stating that they discovered "something odd" in my mother's left breast. Obviously, we panicked. Cancer is abound in my mother's side of the family (one sister died of breast cancer, another sister has had cancer, her father, my grandpa, had cancer too). However, we still had the hope that this would just prove to be a snapped vein or something, or some scar tissue of some sort.

    It wasn't.

    My mother got examined more thoroughly a few days after we recieved the letter. That day, I had an exam at university. After that, I phoned my dad, and crying, he told me she had cancer. I dropped my schoolbag, hung up, and I felt as if my cosy little world was falling apart. On the way back, on the subway, on the train, I felt sick, nausea, all my limbs hurt, and the world was spinning.

    When I got home, my parents weren't there yet. I... I cried (quite rare for me) for 30 minutes straight, until they got home. Then, we all cried some more. My dad explained that the tumor was very small, and that the docters were very positive. My mother did not need a breast removal, they had to take only a part away. So they did. But that wasn't the end of it. My mother's tumor still had to be examined.

    The result wasn't what we'd hoped for. They found "strands" that *could* and *might* grow tumors at their ends. So, my mother had to undergo even more surgery: they removed her entire breast. The day she was operated on, I had to go to university once again. When I was done with uni, I picked up my dad who spent the surgery's hours at work, and on our way to my mum's ward, I broke. Literally. The strain was simply too much to take for me. The world was again spinning, and again crying, I fell into my mum's arms. Ugh. I've cried more the past six months than the 20 years before that.

    Anyway, the operation went fine. They also took out all the lymphglands in my mum's left shoulder-- if the cancer had spread, that would be the first place it'd go to, so if they found anything there, it would have spread. The good news came, again, when I got home from university: she was clean! Fcuking clean, I tell you! I don' think I've ever felt any more happy than that exact moment. Screw sex, screw being in love, it means fcuk all when you compare it to the feeling y'get when y'get news like that.

    But the story wasn't over.

    To be sure no cancer cell would live to see the light of day anywhere in my mum's body, she got chemotherapy. 5 times. It would prove to be a though period for all of us, but of course especially for my mum. Chemotherapy is the worst, thoughest, most devastating medicinal treatment a human body can handle. It wears you down, it breaks you, it tears you apart, like a giddy schoolgirl tearing the wrapping off of a chocolate bar. But. We knew the outlook was positive and good. Factually, my mother did not have cancer anymore at that point. Those strands even turned out to be completely harmless after all, and the tumor itself was of type 2, with 9 being the most aggressive. So, the outlook was good.

    Or was it?

    A few weeks into the first chemotherapy, we *again* got bad news. A researcher, without our consent, had again looked at my mother's lymphglands, and found very, very , very tiny cells, cells that were so small, that right up untill that moment in time, they were undetectable. They found them using a new technique. These tiny cells did not alter the outlook. But, better safe than sorry, the radialogist decided it was best to give my mum radiation therapy.

    And tomorrow is her last time.

    As I said, 2005 has been a very bumpy ride up untill now. And somewhere in between all this, I also stopped my Psychology study.

    Before this year started, I was young, I was practially a kid with a driver's license-- with barely any notion of how precious (listening to Alanis too often isn't healthy, sonny, it does things to you) everything around you actually is. I know it's a cliche, but really, these sorts of 'life-changing events' make you look at the world differently.

    I have quite an obsessive-compulsive character. In normal English, it means I'm kind of a control-freak. I want to keep everything around me under control, I hate it when I can't influence the happenings around me. And of course, there was no way in hell I could control or influence what was happening to my mother. This made me feel so hopeless.

    Now, I try to be more loose. I don't want to have a million things on my mind anymore; I want to take things as they come, I'm trying to learn to give fcuk all about what's going on. Life's too much fun, and sometimes too short to worry about everything.

    So I'm trying not to. And, I'm step by step, closer to succeeding. And, I'm fcuking proud of that. But not half as proud as I am of my mother. She's the strongest, most beautiful and most extraordinary woman ever to have set foot on this planet.

    My parents mean more than the world to me. I respect them so much for raising three boys, looking after them, taking care of them, helping them whenever needed, always there for us when we need them. Even now, with my mum being so ill, she is *still* there for us, together with my dad. I was very scared about my mother dying due to this disease. I still am.


    May your strength give us strength
    May your faith give us faith
    May your hope give us hope
    May your love give us love

    Verse I: "You Learn", Alanis Morissette;
    Verse II: "Into The Fire", Bruce Springsteen.

    Oh, forgot:

    Now playing: "Lonesome Day", Bruce Springsteen

    Few blogs nearby

    Wednesday, August 10, 2005
    Just a few minutes ago, I was rearranging the sidebar on this blog, to accomodate all the blogs and planets I (occasionally) read. I came to the conclusion that only four people I know in "real-life", actually blog! And, two of them not even regurlarly... Quite odd. I know blogging isn't half as popular (yet) here in The Netherlands as it is in the USA, but still. I guess it has to do with the fact that we Dutch hook up and call eachother, and since this is a small country, hooking up and calling is easy and cheap.

    I hope more of my friends take a blog in the near future. It sucks being the only one.

    My room

    I figured I'd let y'all in on my living conditions-- here are some pics I just took from my room:

    Pie hole

    These guys are heroes. That must be the best form of protest I've ever seen; so fitting, so simple in setup, yet so effective and making a statement that everyone can understand. No matter where you're from.

    Simply amazing. We gotta show that Nazi government (yes, Jews can be Nazis too!) in Israel what bitches they are! I wish I could do something besides opening my pie hole...

    Eight things that suck about living in 2005

  • All good music has already been made. The Eagles, Frank Sinatra, Dire Straits, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Elvis Presley... I missed it all. I was not around when the really cool stuff was happening in music. These days the charts are riddled with cheap hiphop, catchy rock-nonsense, and bands trying really hard to be individual, but in that struggle become hopelessly dull (Keane, Coldplay, etc).

  • My country is now actually a target by terrorists. Thank you very much, prime-minster Balkenende and George W. Bush, you made trips to Amsterdam something to think about. Really, I shouldn't run into either of you in a dark alley at night. I might do something stupid.

  • Normal (so don't count in Ferraris and Aston Martins and such) cars don't look as cool as they did in the 60s.

  • Speed-traps. They are getting more clever every minute. Ugh.

  • Men aren't walking on the moon anymore. Presidents aren't getting shot. Why can't we have worldwide important events that don't involve mass-murder?

  • Football has become a money-centric industry. I want Cruyff! I want Pele! I want Lenstra!

  • Getting a house is impossible. No wait, scrap that-- getting a house has always been a bitch in this country-- it was in 1945, in 1955, in 1965... And it still is in 2005.

  • Flight-attendants aren't as cute anymore as they used to be. Really, get those women back on my plane! Where's the fun in flying without immensly beautiful women serving me my Martinis?
  • Perfect

    Tuesday, August 09, 2005
    Listening to that re-release of "Jagged Little Pill" made me all worked up over the song "Perfect" again. In this song, Alanis describes the fact that some parents (including her own, the album isn't autobiographical for nothing) push their children to their limits to be, well, you know, perfect. The last bridge and final verse:

    I'll live for you
    I'll make you what I never was
    If you're the best, then maybe so am I
    Compared to him compared to her
    I'm doing this for your own damn good
    You'll make up for what I blew
    What's the problem ...... why are you crying

    Be a good boy
    Push a little farther now
    That wasn't fast enough
    To make us happy
    We'll love you just the way you are
    if you're perfect

    Now, this song touches me not because my parents are like that (hell no :D), but because a lot of parents at my high school were. As you may or may not know, I've completed the Gymnasium (Dutch equivelant of Latin/Greek school), and even though my Gymnasium (Murmellius Gymnasium in Alkmaar) is one of the most relaxed and down-to-earth schools in the world (loose rules, lots of booze, all-in-all, the time of my life), some parents weren't. The Murmellius is a pretty exclusive school, and I still feel the pitty for all those kids that did not get to enjoy their time there, and were always studying their asses off, afraid of getting anything lower than a 9 (we work on a scale from 1 to 10 here, 10 being best).

    So sad.

    Luckily I don't give a shit about my grades at all. As long as it's 6 or higher (the mininum) I'm more than happy. :D Anyway, back to working on OSNews again, just finished another cup of them Indonesian coffee, finest coffee ever, really.

    Gallery play

    Monday, August 08, 2005
    I bought the acoustic re-release of "Jagged Little Pill" yesterday (Alanis re-released it as an acoustic version to celebrate the ten-year anniversery of the best selling debut* album of all time (30 million copies)-- and dear lord, I never knew an artist could be so much better than all her competition. This is insane!

    In football, we call this gallery play. One team is so superior to the other, that it can do whatever it wants on the pitch, including fancy tricks with the ball and all that. That's exactly what this acoustic re-release of Alanis' breakthrough is: gallery play.

    Recommended to anyone who can appreciate real music.

    * Jagged Little Pill wasn't her real debut album; it actually was her third album. However, you can see this as her international debut.

    Now playing: Alanis Morissette, "Perfect" (acoustic)

    PS: Just came across this quote on the web about Alanis' supersmash "Ironic":

    "Irony is the disparity between what you expect will happen, and what does happen. So raining on your wedding day isn't ironic, it's just crappy. It would have been ironic if she had lived in a place like Seattle, and traveled to the desert of Mexico for a wedding and it ended up raining there, but not in Seattle. Alanis always gets the last laugh though. We all sit here, saying her song isn't ironic, but in fact, that's pretty ironic that she wrote a song called 'Ironic' that wasn't really ironic. Those Canadians are pretty crafty."


    Sensible discussion

    I must say that I'm pretty satisfied with the discussion about EULAs and the such in this Apple story's comment section. Overall, this was a fairly civilized discussion, with both sides making reasonable posts and points, without resorting to the usual flamewars. Really a good thing, and I hope this thread will set a trend.


    Update: And of course after making this post the discussion did degrade... Oh well.

    GPL, revisited...

    Sunday, August 07, 2005
    Mr. Test,

    And forcing a license up someone's ass is different how, exactly?

    Thom Holwerda.


    A thought just crossed my mind while replying to comments about Windows Vista's hardware requirements. You know, all sorts of features have been pulled from Vista (ie. WinFS), and a lot of people were quick to point out that this was done due to time constraints.

    However, while I was explaining that Vista can't be too demanding on hardware (else noo one will buy it), it dawned on me: might it be possible that Microsoft pulled certain features from Vista to make the system less heavy & demanding? So that the potential market for Vista is now larger? I remember clearly that turning off WinFS in early Longhorn builds would improve the performance greatly.

    While I'm obviously not sure, this does sound like a very reasonable explanation.

    SkyOS needs core programmer

    Just tested the new SkyOS beta, and it's still a no-go for me.

    Okay, I hate to be the bringer of bad news, but that's almost all I've got for you today... Tested this beta, and I'm 80% negative.

    - Weird problems with ps/2 mice. I had to use a USB mouse. I did not need to use safemode anymore to get that mouse working, though.

    - Installation went fine. Was a lot quicker. GRUB installed flawlessly (on SkyOS part.)

    - After install, a familiar problem: a dark screen. Seems like the problems in the previous betas still exists. Had to use the /disable_radeon.dld parameter.

    - *Still* DNS problems. DHCP server + info found, yet a no-go with with "ping www.osnews.com".

    Esp. the Radeon problem + networking need fixing badly. It's been this way for months and months... Despite debug logs... But then again, I guess there's more important things to fix. Forward to a new beta, I guess.

    SkyOS is in bad need of more than one core programmer.


    Saturday, August 06, 2005
    The ultimate setting for complete relaxation: cold outside, a belly full of delicious foods, lying on my bed, Marie Fredriksson's best vocal perfomance ever blasting through my speakers, iBook in front of me, and best of all, a magnificent cup of coffee made from best-of-breads beans from Sumatra, Indonesia.

    What a way to celebrate weekend :).

    Now playing: Roxette, "Dressed For Success"

    Update: Now playing is Roxette's best song ever, and also my one favourite song of all time, of ever, since eternity: "Joyride"! Roxette is... I've been listening to Roxette since 1991 (I was 7!), I still remember me and my brother going to the Library to rent the "Joyride" album tape (they rented those there). Just... So much good memories in one song and one album... Roxette is a band not to be underestimated; the press does that continiously, but everyone always is astounded to hear that Roxette is one of the best-selling duos in musical history. Roxette basically invented two completely new music genres: that of the 'power-ballad' (ie. "It must have been love" from the "Pretty Woman" movie), and that of the 'bubblegum and balloonfarm rock' (Roxette came up with that name themselves). There still isn't anyone that ever came close to Roxette.

    To me, they mean a lot. Also the fact that Marie Fredriksson recently survived a heavy case of cancer makes it all the more real to me. Lots of respect to this duo; after Abba, Sweden's most succesfull export product.

    Oh shit...

    ...where's my Palm?

    Show some Ubuntu

    Wednesday, August 03, 2005
    Why are so many people so hostile towards Ubuntu? As far as I'm concerned, it's just another distribution, and I don't at all find it more special than others. I'll try to explain some of the critique that I've been hearing on OSNews.

    I. Ubuntu is just a hype

    Yes, Ubuntu is a hype. But, it's not 'just' a hype. The past 10 months, since the release of 4.10, have proved that Ubunu might have risen to stardom in a few weeks, but also that it is here to stay. A lot of people say that the counter on Distrowatch doesn't say anything; it just shows that there's a general interest in Ubuntu, nothing more. Well, then how are you going to explain the fact that that interest has been rising since the release of 4.10, and doesn't seem to be shrinking at all? It has taken that Distrowatch list by storm, and even after ten months, it ain't dropping. Go figure.

    II. Ubuntu is killing Debian

    If Ubuntu kills Debian (which will never happen), then it says more about Debian than it says anything about Ubuntu.

    III. Ubuntu leeches off of Debian and therefor it sucks ass

    In that sense, most distro's suck ass:

    - Mandriva: a fork of Red Hat;
    - Xandros: a Debian;
    - Linspire: a Debian;
    - MEPIS: a Debian;
    - Knoppix: a Debian;
    - Distro X: based on distro Y.

    The list is endless.

    So, in short, Ubuntu isn't special and doesn't deserve all the crap anymore than other distributions.

    Gnome vs. KDE...


    im_kit + live queries = best IM client ever

    Monday, August 01, 2005

    The live query model in BeOS enables you to create custom contacts lists in any possible way. Really, the possiblities are endless.

    OS X' spotlight might be more advanced, but it is nowhere near as flexible (and still easy to use!) as BeFS.

    I told you so...

    Now this is *exactly* why I find republics retarded, and why I never hope my country will become one.

    To summarize: the American senate couldn't agree on whether or not to send Bolton to the UN as the US ambassador. So, the president of the US of A, calmly waited until the senate was in recess so that he could use his absolute power to force Bolton into the post.

    This should *never*, NEVER EVER be possible in a true democracy. This is president Bush using powers only dictators have. Now it's Bolton, next time he'll do something else?

    I'm so happy to be living in The Netherlands.

    Anyway, this quote by Bush is priceless:

    This post is too important to leave vacant any longer, especially during a war and a vital debate about U.N. reform.

    If you find the UN so important, mr. American president, then why don't you pay the stellar debt you have at the UN, hmmm?

    Ugh, politicians are snakes.