It seems to me that Microsoft has finally got their hands on some cool guys. This technology was shown at some point of 2006 in Cali's GeekBrief.tv
It looks pretty cool, but I can't say how quick this kind of technology will be adopted (and who will be the early adopters).
But if Microsoft need a beta tester, just leave a comment!
(RFID Chips, Bluetooth, WIFI)
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Microsoft Surface - The Possibilities
The Clone Wars Preview
Well, there is indeed a 3D Animation project cooking at Lucas' Ranch. It looks pretty good! I haven't see the first Clone Wars series (here in lovely France it's hard to see something like that on open TV) I think I'll go to my local used DVD dealer and I'll buy the first season and then I'll comment about that.
I think I saw the Toys at some "BD" Store...
Enjoy this preview and comment on it!
http://www.starwars.com/video/view/000478.html
Star Wars Animated: Tales Of The New Republic - Trailer
And this is UnOfficial!? ZOMG! This animation looks incredible! Who are those guys behind this amazing work? I hope those guys at Lucas' Ranch will see this animation and won't send in their army of lawyers... after all, Star Wars is part of today's Culture and this is more than a homage!
Keep Up The Amazing Job!
Google Gears
The download is taking ages and I think I'll have to wait until this afternoon to test it. Wish me luck!
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Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Anna Netrebko: Musetta's Waltz
I can't sleep. I'm listening to Anna Netrebko and the only thing I can say: What a wonderful voice and what a beautiful woman.
Más guapa que Cualquiera (Joaquin Sabina / Fito Paez)
como un puerto maltratado por las olas,
coleccionaba mariposas tristes,
direcciones de calles que no existen.
Pero tuvo el antojo de jugar
a hacer conmigo una excepción
y, primero, nos fuimos a bailar
y, en mitad de un "te quiero" me olvidó.
De Esperanza no tenía más que el nombre
la que no esperaba nada de los hombres,
coleccionaba amores desgraciados,
soldaditos de plomo mutilados.
Pero quiso una noche comprobar
para qué sirve un corazón
y prendió un cigarrillo y otro más
como toda esperanza se esfumó.
Por eso, cuando el tiempo hace resumen
y los sueños parecen pesadillas,
regresa aquel perfume
de fotos amarillas.
Y, aunque sé que no era
las más guapa del mundo... juro que era
más guapa que cualquiera.
Se llamaba Inmaculada aquella puta
que curaba el sarampión de los reclutas,
coleccionaba nubes de verano,
velos de tul roídos por gusanos.
Pero quiso quererse enamorar
como una rubia del montón
y que yo la sacara de la
"calle de los besos sin amor"
Y, mil años después, cuando otros gatos
desordenan mis noches de locura,
evoco aquellos ratos
de torpes calenturas.
Y, aunque sé que no era
la más guapa del mundo, juro que era
más guapa, más guapa que cualquiera.
Flores en su entierro
Excepto las de la imaginación
había perdido todas las batallas.
Un domingo sin fútbol nos contó,
vencido, que tiraba la toalla
y nadie lo creyó.
Pero, esta vez, no iba de farol;
al día siguiente se afanó una cuerda
y, en lugar de rezar una oración,
mandó el mundo a la mierda
y de "un palo borracho" se colgó.
Debía "luca y media" de alquiler,
dejó en herencia un verso de Neruda,
un tazón con pestañas de papel
flotando en el café
y una guitarra tísica y viuda.
Lo poco que tenía lo invirtió
en un hueso de lujo para el perro
y en pagar al contado la mejor
corona que encontró...
para que hubiera flores en su entierro.
Veinte años atrás lo conocí
en Londres, conspirando contra Franco.
Era el rey del aceite de hashís
y le excitaba más robar un banco
que el mayo de París.
Por Florida lo vi la última vez
con su traje anacrónico y marchito;
estudiando el menú de un cabaret
"-¡Hay comida, mi plato favorito!"
gritó para joder.
Debía "lica y media" de alquiler,
dejó en herencia un verso de Neruda,
una lágrima de Lilí Marlen
flotando en el café
y una guitarra tísica y viuda.
Lo poco que tenía lo invirtió
en un hueso de lujo para el perro
y en pagar al contado la mejor
corona que encontró...
para que hubiera flores en su entierro.
Parece que fue ayer cuando se fué
al barrio que hay detrás de las estrellas,
la muerte, que es celosa y es mujer,
se encaprichó con él
y lo llevó a dormir siempre con ella.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Quote of the Day
- Groucho Marx
Friday, May 25, 2007
Happy Towel Day!!
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Quote of the Day
- John Ciardi
REM End Of The World As We Know It (And I feel Fine).
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes,
an aeroplane - Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn,
world serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs.
Feed it off an aux speak,, grunt, no, strength,
The ladder starts to clatter with fear fight down height.
Wire in a fire, representing seven games, a government for hire and a combat site.
Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low playing!
Fine, then.
Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it'll do.
Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and the revered and the right - right.
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers.
Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn.
Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting.
Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed. Uh-oh, this means no fear cavalier.
Renegade steer clear! A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies.
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
(I feel fine)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line
Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev. Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!
You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine...
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Associated Content Presents: How To Fry Bacon
En un intento desesperado para ayudar a la juventud de hoy en dia, este video ayudara a comprender mejor el uso correcto de un sarten y una estufa para freir tocino y asi evitar todo tipo de accidentes...
Verdad tu?
DECALOGO DEL ESTUDIANTE POLITECNICO
Soy Politecnico, Porque exijo mis deberes antes que mis derechos.
Soy Politecnico, Por convicción y no por circustancia.
Soy Politecnico, Para alcanzar las conquistas universales y ofrecerlas a mi pueblo.
Soy Politecnico, Porque me duele la patria en mis entrañas y aspiro a calmar sus dolencias.
Soy Politecnico, Porque ardo en deseos de despertar al hermano dormido.
Soy Politecnico, Para prender una antorcha en el altar de la Patria.
Soy Politecnico, Porque me dignifico y siento el deber de dignificar mi institución.
Soy Politecnico, Porque mi respetada libertad de joven y estudiante me imponen la satisfaccion de respetar este recinto.
Soy Politecnico, Porque traduzco la tricromia de mi bandera como trabajo, deber y honor.
Friday, May 4, 2007
The Scottish parliament elections 2007
Labour has checked the SNP tide
[link]
Michael White
Friday May 4, 2007
Guardian Unlimited
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Diana Krall - Cry Me A River
I was looking for "I'm thru with love", but this is the best one that showed up... I love Diana Krall...