Thursday, March 09, 2006
Elder Scrolls Oblivion
Already preordered this long awaited and highly anticipated rpg game, while cruising the web came upon this site: http://www.waiting4oblivion.com/
Oblivion to ship on March 20th. Play.com has the date as 29th.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Kirby Puckett
To An Athlete Dying Young
THE time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.
To-day, the road all runners come, 5
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.
Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay,
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.
Eyes the shady night has shut
Cannot see the record cut,
And silence sounds no worse than cheers
After earth has stopped the ears:
Now you will not swell the rout
Of lads that wore their honours out,
Runners whom renown outran
And the name died before the man.
So set, before its echoes fade,
The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
And hold to the low lintel up
The still-defended challenge-cup.
And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find unwithered on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl's.
found at http://www.bartleby.com/103/32.html
Greendale.tk
THE time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.
To-day, the road all runners come, 5
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.
Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay,
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.
Eyes the shady night has shut
Cannot see the record cut,
And silence sounds no worse than cheers
After earth has stopped the ears:
Now you will not swell the rout
Of lads that wore their honours out,
Runners whom renown outran
And the name died before the man.
So set, before its echoes fade,
The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
And hold to the low lintel up
The still-defended challenge-cup.
And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find unwithered on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl's.
found at http://www.bartleby.com/103/32.html
Greendale.tk
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Windows Vista
Found a link to this article on Novell's corporate site, weird enough. It's an interesting read and pretty much confirms what I already expected ;).
Why Windows Vista will suck.
Why Windows Vista will suck.
Friday, March 03, 2006
MC Hammer
Found out through Adam Curry's daily source code that MC Hammer has his own blog ! And it's even pretty interesting, unlike his music, way back when...
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