Winter at the Camp

Winter at the Camp
Originally uploaded by gprime.

Testing out flickr.com. Apparently it blogs for me without even having to go to blogger.com. Let's see what this looks like ..

Flash ads are evil.

If you havn't guessed already (you, my imaginary visitors!) I am writing tonight a lot to fill this page up (and to kill some time, waiting for my caffeine rush to wear off). Boy, italics look awesome in this font don't they?

My random thought of the moment: Flash ads are evil. It is bad enough when there are large flashing annoying banner ads on sites, but when they are interactive, take up 50% of your computers CPU, and make pages rediculously slow to load on your computer, then I qualify them as plain evil. Just because someone is stupid enough to click your freaking "Can you catch the monkey?" game, doesn't mean they'll be dumb enough to buy your products. What's even worse is those ones where it's absolutely impossible to catch the monkey! (wait.. I think I just admitted to trying to catch the monkey..) Nonetheless, all sites running flash ads should be shot. Twice. Ok maybe three times (for good measure). I'll start a boycot. Oh boy I will! Ok, I won't (but I should!)

Random thought #2: I had this idea tonight (no, not the absolutely fantastic idea, which is still killing me that I can't remember) to make a photo blog site. I thought about it, and thought I was very capable of making such a thing. Almost instantly I was browsing through some blogger pages and somehow ended up at flickr.com. (Boy this blogger editor is buggy in FireFox, it took me 2 minutes to end that freaking hot-link). Erm, anywho.. it appears that it's practically exactly what I was thinking of creating. It's almost like my ideas are stolen before I even think of them (give that a long hard thinking over!) Because of my supernatural way of thinking, I am making a prediction that they will be bought out by google in the near future. Any takers?

How it's going to be

Sometimes I will write formal. sometimes i'll write casual. Sometimes I'll write 50 times a day, sometimes I'll write once a month. Depending on my mood, I am very unpredictable. Anyone regular visitors to any of my past websites know that very well. "Randomness at it's best."

I enjoy writing to myself, more than anyone else. I could care less about the people who view this.

Ummm... Hrmmm.... Yep that's about it!

The Perfect Choice

Ever since I began to study Computer Science / Computer Engineering there has always been a little doubt in my mind if this what I want my career to be in the long run. Last year I nearly decided to change my career path because I felt that I may have been making the wrong decision. Often I think of how boring things may become, and how obselete things could turn out to be. But tonight, high on caffeine as usual, I just began to get all these project ideas one after the other. I'm one of those people who gets excited and writes everything down the moment I think of them (in one giant text document that resides on my desktop). Included in this explosion ideas I thought of something incredible. I actually sat for a couple minutes thinking of how great it was, and how come no one had ever thought of it. Just as I was about to write it down, I was interrupted by the telephone. Now I sit here, with notepad open and ready to write my fantastic idea. Only, I cannot remember what it was. This is killing me. I am usually not a forgetful person, but for the life of me I can't regurgitate what was in my mind only minutes ago. Only 20 minutes ago I was thinking, "Look at me! Computing Science is totally what I was destined to do!", and now this abusive fate is making me wonder otherwise.

It is sort of like when you wake up from a dream. You know it was good, but for the life of you, you cannot remember any of the details. And it kills you, just as it's killing me right now. Perhaps it will return?

Ah!

Blogger is very sexy. Let's see what my first post looks like ..