The Providence Geeks have once again put together a Geek Dinner for your enjoyment and general edification. Read all about it and RSVP at the Providence Geeks Blog! I’ll also be helping to give a brief talk and demo on a powerful topic.
The second Providence Geek Dinner is coming up soon! Read all about it at the Providence Geeks weblog, and please RSVP there if you are coming.
Read all about it at the Providence Geeks blog. Be sure to post a comment over there if you are coming!
Shawn Wallace has started posting some of his wonderful and interactive works of art/hacks over at his AS220 blog. I’m really fascinated by the Gigamensch Gnip Gnop:
Smash the buttons to send the balls flying through the
ancient walls of Uruk. Be the first player to free yourself from the
thirteen tribulations and you win! You’re the Gigamensch!
AS220 has started putting up a mess of photos under their Flickr account.
David
Brussat: “But, curiously, in recent decades, second- and
third-generation crudscape has increasingly nodded, however slightly,
toward the past.”
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Chris just called a bubbler a “water fountain”.
I take the local tourist destinations for granted, and rarely enjoy them
this time of the year. But Joan talked me into going out to Narragansett
Beach around 6pm last night, so we got there late enough to avoid
having to pay. The surf was choppy and great, but we kept getting
knocked down (we noticed on the way out that they had the yellow flag
up).
After that, we went to Champlin’s for
the clam bake ($24; 1 lobster, steamed mussels and clams, chourizo, red
potatoes, and
a piece of corn on the cob). The line was down to the parking lot, but
it moved fast. When we were deciding what to drink, we noticed that they
claim their tropical drinks were all-natural. Sure enough, when we
ordered a margarita, instead of reaching for a mix laced with esters of
wood rosin, our bartender used a tasty lime concentrate, booze, and
water. Smooth and nice, and only 50 cents extra for the cuervo gold.
After that, it was down to the ice cream shop below for a sundae (me)
and a couple of scoops of tofu ice cream (Joan).
BoingBoing: Government
info APIs from Rhode Island
I am a freak magnet. The sooner I come to terms with that, the
better-adjusted I will be. One of the guys ranting at me was pretty
crazy, and kept going on about how he wanted to personally hunt down and
kill bin Laden. Going on and on about it, over and over again–by the
fifth time he said it, I was wondering, did he think
I didn’t understand him? I have a feeling that if I was a more
frequent bus rider, I would realize that sort of thing is a bus
cliche.
Funny, I used to ride the bus all the time–in and around South
Kingstown, from South Kingstown to Providence, from Providence to
Pawtucket (and back of course). I used to groove with the weirdness.
Back then (years ago), the only thing that bothered me was when the guy
three seats ahead of me (yes, the buses here have sparse ridership)
turned around and said “I hope you have your boots on”, and then
proceeded to piss on the floor. I was a freak magnet then, I’m a freak
magnet now.