My perverted dentist.
Wow, I have no words. Just some grunts, sounds of confusion and the word, “Dentist” over and over again. I wouldn’t trust this guy to do anything, especially if I had to go under.
Source: bohopoetgirl
Source: tbridge
Canadian resident sentenced to death for writing a computer program
Last week, the Iranian Supreme Court confirmed the death sentence for computer programmer Saeed Malekpour, whose photography program was used without his knowledge, to upload pornography to the internet.
TL;DR version of the article: A guy is going to die because he programmed software that uploads pictures to the Internet and someone else used it to upload porn.
Really, fuck Iran.
Source: sophos.com
The Mercenary Techie Who Troubleshoots for Drug Dealers and Jealous Lovers
With Martin’s system, each crewmember gets a cell phone that operates using a prepaid SIM card; they also get a two-week plastic pill organizer filled with 14 SIM cards where the pills should be. Each SIM card, loaded with $50 worth of airtime, is attached to a different phone number and stores all contacts, text messages and call histories associated with that number, like a removable hard drive. This makes a new SIM card effectively a new phone. Every morning, each crewmember swaps out his phone’s card for the card in next day’s compartment in the pill organizers. After all 14 cards are used, they start over at the first one.
Extremely interesting article from Adrian Chen via that incredible cool shit blogging powerhouse Kottke.org
IN WHICH I FIX MY GIRLFRIEND’S GRANDPARENTS’ WIFI AND AM HAILED AS A CONQUERING HERO.
But then one gray morning did Internet Explorer 6 no longer load The Google. Refresh was clicked, again and again, but still did Internet Explorer 6 not load The Google. Perhaps The Google was broken, the people thought, but then The Yahoo too did not load. Nor did Hotmail. Nor USAToday.com. The land was thrown into panic. Internet Explorer 6 was minimized then maximized. The Compaq Presario was unplugged then plugged back in. The old mouse was brought out and plugged in beside the new mouse. Still, The Google did not load.
A funny read on McSweeney’s by Mike Lacher
I Failed
I’m a failure. I’ve stopped doing my daily routine to be healthier of body and mind. I missed my weekly goals too. Yesterday I was supposed to write something long for this blog and I didn’t. I could have, but I procrastinated until it was too late. There’s a freedom in that, isn’t there? Waiting till the decision has been made for you. “I didn’t fail on purpose I just ran out of time” is a lie we tell ourselves and is one I’ve built my life around. I can’t say I won’t use it again, I can’t even say I won’t believe it again. I probably will do both. That’s not great, but it is okay. I’ve accepted that I failed. It’s over, I did something for a few weeks and then stopped.
Sometimes depression, sickness, or the wicked self-sabotaging part of your mind will win. In my case, I was attacked by all three at once, but I would have probably laid down for any one of them. Why? Because I’m weak. I’m not used to this, not used to owning my failure. These failures are mine though and I will own them and become strong by doing so.
I simply did not win. A new game doesn’t start tomorrow or next year/season. The new game starts after the last game ends. If it was a win, you won and it’s over with now. If you lost, you lost and it’s over with now. There is no reason to celebrate successes or to mourn failure. It’s all in the past.
If you’re not playing, you should be practicing.
I’m not a Reddit user, but they have one of the best, most informative, and useful SOPA blackout pages.
My Quix Commands (A fork of Merlin Mann's)
Don’t use Quix? You’re probably wasting time then.
A collection of random things by,