Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


ThoughtAnarchaia and chris blogs will continue to publish on May 2nd again.

If tonight was a painting
I guess it’d be Picasso
‘Specially that period
When all he used was blue
— Dan Bern, Play The Blues

In a soldier’s stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I’d become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I’m younger than that now.
— Bob Dylan, My Back Pages


Anyone who cannot cope with mathematics is not fully human. At best he is a tolerable subhuman who has learned to wear shoes, bathe, and not make messes in the house. — R. A. Heinlein

12:51 <arcatan> no anarchaia for yesterday :(
12:51 <arcatan> hopefully you've been doing something important
12:51 <chris2> yeah. i was boozing all day :-P. bbl
12:52 <arcatan> reason accepted
12:59 <manfred-s> Ok, so Christian is human after all.
13:07 <chris2> i never denied that :-P



Hey desert wind
Carry me away
Someplace where I know what to do and what to say
And hey, when I’m sleeping
I dream of a camel sleigh
And a desert wind to carry me away
— Dan Bern, Desert Wind

Thought690 gigabytes in this room.

I found a liquid cure
From my landlocked blues
It’ll pass away like a slow parade
It’s leaving but I don’t know how soon
— Bright Eyes, Landlocked Blues



99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer.
Take one down and pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall.
— 99 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall

18:47 <chris2> still pondering about a different recipe for responsible community growth
18:48 <manfred-s> Just create honeypots for assholes and go somewhere else.
18:48 <manfred-s> *cough* #rubyonrails *cough*
18:49 <chris2> loooooool
ThoughtThe difference between a blog and a wiki is that pages in a wiki are edited later on.
15:39 <penpen> Es gibt aber auch Nachbauten von Motorsägen, die selbst bei sachkundiger Benutzung lebensgefährlich sind.
16:36 <AnalphaBestie> motorsägen sind immer lebensgefährlich
16:37 <chris2> vorallem wenn man damit bienenstich ist

Hol mir ma’ ne Flasche Bier, Flasche Bier, Flasche Bier
Hol mir ma’ ne Flasche Bier, Flasche Bier sonst streik ich hier.
— Stefan Raab, Hol mir ma’ ne Flasche Bier


Carlsbad flower field-34

He said you are my Earth girl
You are my Earth girl
You are my Earth girl
You are my Earth girl
— Dan Bern, Earth Girl

18:04 <et> ich dachte du kennst dich marginal mit dem irc-protokoll aus wenn du schon nen bot bauen willst…
18:04 <penpen> OMG
18:05 <penpen> shafire: du arbeitest aber nicht bei MS, oder?
18:05 <penpen> Die implementieren ja auch Clients für Protokolle, von denen sie keine Ahnung haben.
18:05 <chris2> LOL

It was that summer
We started feeling older
Played more ball
Drank more beer
Sat out by the pool
Talked about Gorbachev
We talked about second hand smoke
We talked about whether we belong in Saudi Arabia
— Dan Bern, That Summer



Do all the good you can,
By all the means you can,
In all the ways you can,
In all the places you can,
At all the times you can,
To all the people you can,
As long as ever you can.
— John Wesley’s Rule


Well, take my wallet, take my fingerprints
Take my license that I’ll no longer need
Take my belt in case I want to hang myself
For a nickel bag of weed
— Dan Bern, Jail



They look for the missing link
There ain’t no missing link
They’re never, ever going to find the missing link
There’s no missing link
We’re not something you can figure out with an equation
We are the genetic mutation
— Dan Bern, No Missing Link


Ooh–I’ll protect you from the wind
Ooh-I’d listen to your stories ‘til my head spins
‘Round and ‘round and ‘round and ‘round and
— Dan Bern, Dress


Light vs Dark

Wir gehn bloßen Leibs
durch Wohnungen türenlos schattenlos
Sind wir allein weil keiner uns folgt niemand
Das Lager versagt: stumm
Sind die Hunde sie wehren nicht
Den Schritt mir zur Seite: ihre Zungen
Aufgebläht ohne Ton sind taub
— Sarah Kirsch, Dann werden wir kein Feuer brauchen

19:17 <jer> just for clarification, C99 doesn't dictate what is NULL; it defines it as "implementation-defined"
19:17 <chris2> ROTFL
19:17 <jer> err "implementation-defined pointer constant" =D

Maginot line, maginot line,
why didn’t some smart fellow say:
Maginot line, maginot line,
your guns are pointing the wrong way.
Your guns are pointing the wrong way.
— Geoff Berner, Maginot Line


No need for public thanks. It’s the least I can do given that you’re blog is the only one I read every single day. You do as much to keep me informed as CNET does. Please keep up the good work. — David Pollak, after donating for my new disk

old tree
ThoughtWhy doesn’t Google Code use virtual hosts?

Steal a little and they throw you in jail,
Steal a lot and they make you king.
There’s only one step down from here, baby,
It’s called the land of permanent bliss.
— Bob Dylan, Sweetheart Like You


If today was not an endless highway,
If tonight was not a crooked trail,
If tomorrow wasn’t such a long time,
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all.
— Bob Dylan, Tomorrow Night


ThoughtI’m currently having severe issues with my iBook harddisk and should study for my exams as well. Please excuse if Anarchaia should not be updated in the next week, is skippy, or mails are answered slowly. (If you’d like to donate money, please contact me via mail…)
Fraktur mon amour

In that house Hemingway is boxing in the back
I go down to the library and check out all the facts
Nowadays it’s hard to write a line my own thoughts bore me
I found me an island kid who says he’ll do it for me
I’m wiping all my tears away so no one has a clue
That I need you
— Dan Bern, I Need You

16:25 <chris2> wie isst man einen bienenstich, ohne die sahne überall rauszuquetschen?
16:29 <chris2> vllt mit kettensäge :-)
16:30 <sinuc> besitzt du eine?
16:37 <chris2> ich nicht
16:37 <chris2> aber irgendwo im haus dürfte eine sein
16:39 <sinuc> und, klappts?
16:40 <chris2> *whrirrrrrrrrrrr*
16:40 <chris2> *krieeeesch*
16:40 <chris2> *sahnerumspritz*
16:40 <chris2> nicht so ganz
16:40 <jix> hmm wie wärs mit ner kreis(ch)säge

Every time you leave and go off someplace
Things fall to pieces in my face
— Bob Dylan, Everything Is Broken


Now she puts the kid away, and she’s gone to get a hit
She hates her life, and what she’s done to it
There’s one more kid that will never go to school
Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.
— Neil Young, Rockin’ In The Free World

Gold Lake

Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
I just don’t think that I could handle it.
Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
Yesterday’s just a memory,
Tomorrow is never what it’s supposed to be
And I need you, yeah.
— Bob Dylan, Don’t Fall Apart On Me Tonight



I Believe

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
— Bob Dylan, Like A Rolling Stone

Euler's Flycatcher (Lathrotriccus euleri)

To hold each other tight
The whole night through
Ev’rything is always right
When I’m alone with you.
— Bob Dylan, To Be Alone With You

16:18 <lke2_ehird> lobster kuja ehird 2 clan!



It is the first responsibility of every citizen to question authority. — Benjamin Franklin

Wont you help to sing
These songs of freedom?—
cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
— Bob Marley, Redemption Song

Lauren's birthday flowers

The first rule of teaching is to know what you are supposed to teach.
The second rule of teaching is to know a little more than what you are supposed to teach. — George Polya, How To Solve It



At night the birds rest easy
It s the dreamy of sleep of birds
In the morning wash their dreams away
With television words
— Dan Bern, Ostrich Town

23:16 <chris2> penpen: das tab hab ich vorhin übersehen…
23:17 <chris2> penpen: es kommutiert nicht. *scnr*
23:17 <rretzbach> LOL
23:17 <rretzbach> Den fand ich gut.
23:17 <rretzbach> Gerade für Mathelaien :>
16:53 <apeiros> def two_fish; "<°»»< >««°>"; end

Cops will stop you coming into town doing a buck over 35
Saturday night is karaoke night
You kill ‘em with the Lovesick Blues
Hard times on the desert plain and the wind is stronger than you
— Dan Bern, Hard Times

23:28 <zenspider> you're making things needlessly complex
23:29 <teferi> now there's a #ruby-lang motto if ever I saw one
ThoughtThanks to the anonymous reader that sent me a postcard from Prague.



WAS MUSIC — Kurt Vonnegut’s desired epitaph

One grin and wink like the neon on the liquor store
We were sixteen, maybe less, maybe a little more
I walked home smiling, I finally had a story to tell
— Iron And Wine, Sixteen Maybe Less

13:37 <chris2> hmm, neat idea… build a very popular web service on AWS, and scale it until it would be cheaper to buy amazon than pay the monthly fees. 3) PROFIT!
13:37 <zinf> chris2: LOL

Mellow mood has got me, darlin’.
Let the music rock me, darlin’.
‘Cause I got your love, darlin’.
Love, sweet love, darlin’.
— Bob Marley, Mellow Moods

In The Woods

Being a Humanist means trying to behave decently without expectation of rewards or punishment after you are dead. — Kurt Vonnegut



I’m as free as I want to be
That’s because I chose to be
I didn’t do nothing today
I just lay around
— Dan Bern, Free As I Want To Be

19:04 <chris2> Habe nun, ach! HTML, JavaScript und JQuery, Und leider auch CSS Durchaus studiert, mit heißem Bemühn. Da steh ich nun, ich armer Tor! Und bin so klug als wie zuvor…

And the sky was gray and it looked like it might rain
And I decided that I was only eating rice from now on
— Dan Bern, Rice



And she weeps on my arm
Walking to the bright lights in sorrow
Oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow, oh my love
— Jeff Buckley, Grace

16:43 <penpen> Französisch ist besser für Hiphop geeignet als Englisch :-)
16:43 <et> nae.
16:44 <chris2> doch
16:44 <chris2> dann versteh ich den bullshit nicht

Don’t be like the one who made me so old
Don’t be like the one who left behind his name
‘Cause they’re waiting for you like I waited for mine
And nobody ever came…
— Jeff Buckley, Dream Brother


I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn
looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly
connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, …
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl

I saw the best of my generation playing pinball
Maked up and caked up and looking like some kind of china doll
With all of Adolph Hitler’s moves down cold as they stood up in front of a rock’n’roll band
And always moving upward and ever upward to this gentle, golden promised land
— Dan Bern, Wasteland

down the well
15:46 <chris2> Saufn BETA, Fressn BETA und Fickn BETA
15:46 <chris2> Bayrn liebn Web 2.0


Happy Easter. Happy Spring.

One time Johnny tried LSD
Had a great revelation, but he
Found he couldn t put it into words
So he started drawing pictures of birds
With ten eyes
Men with 50 arms
— Dan Bern, Runaway

And the world turns
Everything goes round
And the prostitutes
Swing around and round
— Dan Bern, I Don’t Know Who I Am

Happy Easter!!! (^o^)



Broken cutters, broken saws,
Broken buckles, broken laws,
Broken bodies, broken bones,
Broken voices on broken phones.
Take a deep breath, feel like you’re chokin’,
Everything is broken.
— Bob Dylan, Everything is broken

Díc hospés Spartae nos té hic vidísse iacéntes,
dúm sanctís patriae légibus óbsequimúr. — Cicero

Sunrise at Angkor

In Jerusalem enemies sang like the cousins they are
In the Congo they laid down their guns and snapped their fingers in the warm
summer air
The Swiss they sang like clockwork
In sweatshops, women stopped work
In Pakistan, Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran they sang
— Dan Bern, The Song That Saved The World

17:15 <chris2> boah, ich hör auf deutsche blogs zu lesen
17:16 <chris2> wenn ich noch einmal "abmahnung" sehe, muss ich kotzen



And mostly you just never know who with
Or where you’re gonna find your bliss
Maybe today your gift
Is listening to Elliot Smith
— Dan Bern, Elliot Smith

ThoughtPut unit tests and code in different repositories so it’s easier to try them in multiple ways, e.g. run the latest test-suite against an old version, or look if some old test got lost and now is broken. Good idea?

Heavier-than-air flying machines are impossible. — Lord Kelvin, 1895

Socialism, hypnotism, patriotism, materialism.
Fools making laws for the breaking of jaws
And the sound of the keys as they clink
But there’s no time to think.
— Bob Dylan, No Time To Think


bagel to go

You once talked to me about love
and you painted pictures of a never-neverland
and I could’ve gone to that place
but I didn’t understand
— Elliot Smith, I Didn’t Understand

17:44 <manveru> hmm, hanami fuer anfaenger
17:45 <manveru> man setze sich unter einen kirschbaum in voller bluete und trinkt
Office Window

I’m never gonna know you now
but I’m gonna love you anyhow
— Elliot Smith, Waltz #2

chris2's first rule of programming newbies: "these who don't know loops, unroll their code"



I keep listenin’ for footsteps
But I ain’t hearing any
From the boat I fish for bullheads
I catch a lot, sometimes too many
— Bob Dylan, Floater

Super (Mario) Cake

When I hear beautiful music it’s always from another time
Old friends I never visit, I remember what they’re like
Standing on a doorstep full of nervous butterflies
Waiting to be asked to come inside
Just come inside
— Bright Eyes, Lime Tree


fun with LEDs 001

So I have become the Middleman
The gray areas are mine
The in-between, the absentee
Is a beautiful disguise
— Bright Eyes, Middleman

ThoughtA list of all IP addresses in decimal format would be ca. 61 gigabytes big.

I don’t have the strength
To get up and take another shot
And my best friend, my doctor
Won’t even say what it is I’ve got
— Bob Dylan, Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues

Cathedral and Moon
18:03 <rretzbach> I love String#inspect.
18:03 <lypanov> i love String#display
18:04 <AnalphaBestie> I love my mom
18:05 <rretzbach> Every daughter should.


Red Poppies

Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times
And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
It’s knocking over fences, crossing property lines
Four winds, cry until it comes
— Bright Eyes, Four Winds

16:57 <chris2> schokokubus ist ein tolles wort

Gimme head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
Streaming, flaxen, waxen
— James Rado & Gerome Ragni, Hair


Seemingly Fragile

Leave the ocean’s roar in the turquoise shell
Leave the widower in his private hell
Leave the liberty in that broken bell today
— Bright Eyes, I Must Belong Somewhere

by Sam?

Little soldier, little insect, you know war it has no heart
It will kill you in the sunshine or happily in the dark
Where kindness is a card game or a bent-up cigarette
In the trenches, in the hard rain, with a bullet and
— Bright Eyes, No One Would Riot For Less