Monday, January 31
SkyCaptain and the blah!
Friday, January 28
Thursday, January 27
Not that it had much of an original plot but that's not what one asks of a mock superheroic anyway. Dash was my favourite. Probably because he was the only one not involved in any amount of sentimentality that I could blame the movie of (if I had the heart for it). Frozone just reeks of Samuel L. Jackson but is none the worse for it.
Time well spent, second time over.
Tuesday, January 25
Rohan Pinto's Answer
From my perspective, all I did, was post exceprts and in some cases the entire of the best of blogs that i stumbled upon.. Well, looke like bloggers own copyrights to their posts, The uncanny fact is that they do not post any copyright information, which makes me wonder as to why there exist copyrights like creative commons etc...
Well, fellow bloggers, do post copyrights on your site so other fellow bloggers do not make mistakes by pulling out excerpts from your site. We are all humans and make mistakes, but being branded from mistakes can often cause the downslide of human existence
But then, this is how you should post excerpts. You tell people that this has been the source and that you wish to thank the original authors for their understanding.
Monday, January 24
Rohan Pinto the Plagiarist
It is because of this kind of behaviour that the free culture inherent to the web is looked upon as a problem to be taken care of. Power and responsibility again.
Sunday, January 23
Thursday, January 20
King of Hindustan
Son of Hanuman
It seems that after the mighty warrior ape had set every single 'attalika' in Lanka to fire, he landed on the beach and extinguished the flames on his tail with the sea water. The tail was slightly scorched but that obviously didn't mean a thing to the 'mahabali'. He took off at wind speed toward Shri Ram's camp across the sea, unaware of that shred of burnt skin that had travelled through the sea into paatal lok and then to Naag Lok (the land of the serpents). This is where my memory blurrs. What I remember is that there was a certain serpent maid who, having been brought up on a steady dose of Hanuman tales and in obvious awe of the mighty, flying warrior ape on the surface. So smitten was she that she impregnated herself with Hanuman's ansh (DNA folks! The Naags had advanced genetics. They could morph into anything, from what I've heard).
Years later, Hanuman meets a young Naag who resembles him every respect. Just one thing. He's a Naag!
I did NOT cook this up. Couldn't even look up more on this myth on the net. If someone knows more please expose the ape of steel!
Desperate to do talk some about Spidey, I uploaded the above pic to FlickR. Technorati tags are supposed to pick up the latest image tagged with the same tag as them. Easy to imagine that no one else had been uploading spidey photos for some time now.
Wednesday, January 19
Digantik.com is now online!
A week on assignment, an almost hellish fortnight with deadlines whooshing past, hours and hours of brainstorming over design concepts (majority of which never made it past the 'brain'), and a supply of patience I never knew existed within me. All this and a lot of hardworking and responsible people to count on, made what we today uploaded to http://www.digantik.com by the name of Covering Deprivation.
Its easier on my fingers to type now. Even as more serious concerns surface and formally resign from the design team with honest and noble intentions of devoting more amounts of time to my GK (got 3 and a half in the afternoon news quiz) and actual fieldwork, I hope I DO more.
Monday, January 17
Refrain from plots to kill me!
I Express Blogging
Aha! Part 2
Shortly after yesterday's template disaster, and my eminently shakeable faith in Blogger suffered another major jolt. I love the service for being Google's and for being completely at my disposal (minus the downtimes of course!) at all given times. And the problem wasn't with Blogger even. My clumsy fingers did it all. Then there was the Technorati Tags Query which got me this response from Dave:
It isn't very hard. Instead of linking via "< a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/tags">tags< /a>" you simply use:"< a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/tags" rel="tag">tags< /a>"There are also some easy-to-use bookmarklets out there, look for technorati tag bookmarklet on Technorati to get and use some...
Thanks to David for the tips. Thanks to Ganesh for telling me he has been watching cartoons.
Life in general, is back to normal and ............... I will blog again!
Sunday, January 16
See? I told you!
Lost Haloscan, lost my ultra cool banner pic, lost everything worth living for. How long will this go on? Please god! Why me? Answer me!
May I then , entirely out of goodwill, extend a hand of friendship to any fellow blogger who might agree to teach me to link using a "rel=tag" in the href?
If you think I wrote all gibberish and still are moved by my call for help, refer to this page and read the grey text on the right. You can carry a post on it on your own blog and leave a link on the comment thread here! May the muses smile at you!
Wednesday, January 5
Livejournal.com is being acquired
My livejournal, which I updated once in a while was surprisingly, alive. Played around with it for a while and firefoxed the URL to discover the atom feeds.
Once you have the livejournal client, it is much easier to blog when the urge strikes. The pages update more readily than bloggers' do. I hope the merger brings cool new manna for all of us! Amen!
Link to my Presentation
photoblogging via flickr Originally uploaded by vimoh.
Because Ganesh made a post a short while ago on photoblogging but left out FlickR, I think I could sing a little about what I use. FlickR is the absolute photo storage and sharing solution. Photos are converted into flash format for public viewing and can be resized. You can blog not just your photos but any photos that users anywhere in the world have chosen to make public.
Users have to register their blogs with FlickR however. This is made easier because FlickR has auto setup options for popular services like Blogger and Livejournal. The way the photos appear can also be played around with as they have multiple layout options.
Tuesday, January 4
Feed Reader Originally uploaded by vimoh.
I still see that many fellow bloggers in the neighbourhood visit their favourite blogs one by one through the browser. Ganesh carried a somewhat lengthy post on automatic blog checking some time back.
mouthshut Originally uploaded by vimoh.
This is what the 'my account' page at mouthshut.com showed me after I visited it after ages.
sprawled Originally uploaded by vimoh.
Avishek Dastidar taking an afternoon nap. Click on the image to get a closer look at what the computer screen says.
comp you!Originally uploaded by vimoh.
Ok, this is why things seem to be going wrong all of a sudden. They took my lucky comp away! If things go their way, I will have it back only after two weeks. Until then, its lab4_1 that'll serve me. I understand its an able machine with noble intentions but it will never replace good old nineteen
Someone told me a minute ago that I could use it as a desktop accessory too.
Word of the day!
It is only we on the 'surface' who need to remind ourselves of our existence by 'celebrating' our birthdays.
The word of the day BTW, is twit. The forgotten expletive came back to me when I read this post on oxblog.
Saturday, January 1
The week that was
I reached Cuttack on the 19th of December. Cuttack is a city in the south eastern state of Orissa in India. Before this I had spent one fantastic week in the Vizianagaram district of Andhra Pradesh, a southern state of India. We were there doing our Covering Deprivation tour. We (I love saying this!) travelled more than twenty kilometres and up to almost three thousand feet above sea level to a village called Machikachintalavalasa up in the mountains. The Orissa border was within sight from there. I even found villagers who spoke my tongue, Oriya. It was something of a dialect but most of it made sense anyway and all was well.
Enough situating. As I was saying, my last week was spent in Charbatia. Charbatia is some eighteen kilometres from Cuttack city and on the other side of the river Mahanadi. It is past a place called Choudwar (infamous for its roudy population) and is officially known as A.R.C. (Aviation Research Centre). It is here, in the A.R.C. campus that I was brought up. The 'campus' as it is known to all within, is an odd sight for someone who has passed mostly rural scenes in a CROWDED bus to get to it. The roads are clear and hardly ever in need of any serious repair (almost always).
The people are by no means all Oriya. Sometimes it even appears to have more bongs than Oriyas. The block I live in, for example, has three Bengali families and one Oriya one (mine).
This time, I had plenty of school reunions to look forward to. I was really sorry my camera was not with me. Things came back to me at such a frequency that I started to wish there was something called mindblogging! I found censored clippings from the recent scandal triggering tapes doing the rounds of the school's kids. I found that our market now had two cybercafes catering to the hangout-hungry romantic couples. I wondered how a cubicle that barely held someone of my proportions, could accomodate a 'couple'. I guess comfort was out of the question.
My time there ended in a hurry. I could have had more of Charbatia I guess. But I am increasingly missing Chennai. My train leaves this evening from Cuttack. I can't wait to get back.