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  <subtitle>Your Home For Snappy Repartee</subtitle>
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    <name>應龍</name>
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      <issued>2007-11-27T18:11:00</issued>
      <title>spring cleaning (living room)</title>
      <published>2007-11-27T18:11:00</published>
      <updated>2007-11-27T18:11:00</updated>
      <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Today I did the rest of the living room.  I love my red plates and monet-esq placemats.&lt;/p&gt;

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      <id>urn:wd:wdlabs.com:atom1:twilight:20070223.1731</id>
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      <issued>2007-02-23T22:31:00</issued>
      <title>hello</title>
      <published>2007-02-23T22:31:00</published>
      <updated>2007-02-23T22:31:00</updated>
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		&lt;p&gt;One of the automated tasks at work sends an e-mail with “hello” in a randomly selected language whenever it runs.  Today it picked “annyong” (Korean), which reminded me of &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arrested_Development_(TV_series)&quot;&gt;Arrested Development&lt;/a&gt; (RIP).  Yesterday it had Klingon version of hello, which literally translates into “what do you want?”  (Klingon’s don’t see the point in being friendly, I guess).  Anyway, it is a nice touch, but why does this stuff always remind me of TV?  I don’t even watch TV anymore!&lt;/p&gt;


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      <issued>2004-08-20T04:55:00</issued>
      <title>Klingon Teaspoon</title>
      <published>2004-08-20T04:55:00</published>
      <updated>2004-08-20T04:55:00</updated>
      <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I was having Raw Fish for lunch today (yes, some call it Sushi) and decided
to have desert, which means Green Tea Ice Cream.  I dunno if this is a
widely accepted practice among all Sushi restaurants, but the place I was
at today has these really vicious looking spoons for eating ice cream.  I
remember thinking that they looked a little like the sort of spoons
Klingon's would use... if Klingon's used utensils.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Note: Yes... I am an X-Star Trek Geek.  No... I'm not anymore.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Anyway, later in the super market today I was revisiting this thought in my
mind and it occurred to me that the spoons are really too small to be
entire spoons, but they are about the right size to be tea spoons.  So I
was eating with Klingon Teaspoons in the Sushi House Today.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;On leaving the super market I started thinking about this Chatbot I have
been half heartedly developing.  I have two best friends from College.  One
of them has or had an acquaintance that spent all of his time developing a
Quakebot.  I think maybe he dropped out of school because of it.  It made
conversing with him pretty unplesant because he pretty much couldn't talk
about anything else.  So naturally this made me think about my friend, and
social drawbacks to being obsessed with writing a bot.  So I think I will
cancel the bot project before it gets any further.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;On the drive home, I decided to call my mother to tell her that I had eaten
Ice Cream with a Klingon Teaspoon today.  Then we talked about the
olympics... and how well Australia is doing.  Neither of us ever fails to
take the opportunity to point out that Australia is &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; ahead in
the &lt;i&gt;per capita&lt;/i&gt; medal tally... even if it is only to each other.  I
am not quite sure why this is.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;When I get home I chat on-line with my other best friend from college who
is now working for a video game company in LA designing sound for a first
person shooter.  In a way, I am incredibly jealous.  When I was younger I
wanted nothing more than to work for a company designing computer games. 
Of course I was more interested in the more cerebral &lt;i&gt;interactive
fiction&lt;/i&gt; games of Sierra &quot;[fill in the blank] Quest&quot; fame.  There is
no money in that anymore, and I won't scoff at the Quake-esq games my
buddy is working on.  I estimate the sound on his games will be stunning. 
I'm really happy for him.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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