And with Oden on our side, we are victorious
There are so many protests nowadays, the anti-Beijing one, the anti-OBC one, the anti-Iraq one, etc, etc. There are “in” and “happening” protests now. Moreover, west bengal is considered to be the protest capital of the world.
I’m pretty pissed off with the OBC reservation thing. I’ll write more about it later, but you can check out this great open letter by IIT Kanpur faculty:
…with Django. In my twenty minutes of using it I wrote a webapp that would’ve taken easily five to six hours to write, and this one’s just my first.
This is the beginning of a long and beautiful relationship between me and django. Everything’s so logical, magical and simple. And it’s completely different from anything I could ever imagine and conceptualize.
And it’s in python.
And another great thing is that Google App engine has backward compatibility with django, or rather seems to be built on top of django.
^_^
I don’t really mean any offense on this post, if your opinions don’t match mine, I suggest you go snuff it.
Blogs on blogging are crap. They had nothing to say and ran out of whatever crap they had to say in the first place. Most of them nowadays are like self help books, seem to say something but is just restating the obvious, like "blog regularly, and decide what you want to write about, think and edit your posts before posting them", blah, blah blah.
The hardest thing seems to be to blog on blogging.
Thus I’ll start a blog on blogging on blogging, suggesting them ideas for more crap and how to convince their readers that they can become overnight millionaires by re-writing about the odd apple-shaped stain on steve jobs’ undies.
Challenge: Leave a comment to one article on a blog on blogging that doesn’t quite restate the obvious, not a list(more on them later) and required some *original intellectual effort* on part of the author, and I’ll take my words back.
Here’s a nice idea for a movie. Like how lots of movies are focussing on ants, bees, and other little things which we don’t give much a crap about: red blood cells.
The whole movie focusses on the life of a cute little blood cell, and he’s still in school, and he wants to go see the heart. He has friends in all other organs and has little adventures with them.
then he almost is released from the body and narrowly escapes coagulation in the middle of the movie, when the host body gets a shaving cut.
Around the end, the host starts eating more, and the whole arteries are blocked by evil fats, and after sometime the artery gets so clogged up that no blood cells are allowed to go inside.
the host is about to go into cardiac arrest in the middle of the forest, when our hero uses his innocence and willpower in trying to break the layer of fat on the arteries. Inspired by this, all the adult red blood cells decide to help and the host survives.
Okay, not so clever when written on paper, but hey, talking bees and ants sound stupider. (though jerry seinfeld doesen’t)
Also,
Did you hear about the dyslexic devil worshipper?
He sold his soul to Santa. [via]
I'm a senior undergrad at the Indian Institute of Technology, Kharagpur majoring in Physics. I'm a self taught programmer.
I love open source, dogs, late-night conversations over coffee, and writing long letters and emails to people I don't know.
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