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This guy sounds like a real expert on secure
web programming.

Maybe that's why there are Kevin Mitnick
heads snowing down his comments page .

I just read the poem by Carly Sheehan you posted. Independent of politics, this is really sad. One of my graduate students told me yesterday that her former boyfriend hung himself last Saturday; his sister and her husband found him on Monday when they returned from Hawaii. (They cannot stand to be in their house and are already trying to sell it; tough when you bought it last year.) My daughter's best friend went to two funerals last week; some semi driver smashed into their car stopped because of road construction. Bush called up 5000+ members of the "ready reserve"; people who had finished their military service and declined to join the (military) reserves or the national guard but were still called up because they had not served 8 years. I wonder how many of these families are going to mourn because of this call up. ("My son finished his service in the army and came home but they called him up and he was killed.")

In the "old days" (before 1900), I understand that people were really happy and excited when they saw a friend or relative after some time because it was so easy to die; antibiotics and other drugs did not exist, childbirth was very risky, etc. I think we have lost an appreciation of how risky is life and how much we should treasure our family and friends. People I know who lost a son or daughter moved on with their lives but never really recovered from their loss; there is a huge hole which is covered over but never gone. It does not matter if the death was caused by illness (e.g. my grandparents' 6 year old daughter (1930?)), gun accident (e.g. my former in-law's 18 year old son (1977)), suicide, traffic accident, war, drugs, etc.). The only thing you can do is love the people in your life while they are here and live your life to the highest standards that you can. (My dad smoked and died at age 62 of cancer; do not smoke!)

I have used Apache since Feb, 2004 for my site http://itres.dynup.net It's really nice.

This article doesn't really touch on the fact that there are VERY hard games out there today. Take Frequency for the PS2: how many games have YOU lost 6 months' worth of contact lenses to because you can't blink without losing? (by the way, if you've played frequency, and want some manly scores to compare yours to: here's mine (the ALEX column.) I could cite MANY games, but I'll just stick with Frequency, as most people that pick it up won't even beat one of the 27 songs. Brian's article, however, was right about one thing: some games are little more than an interactive movie (read: the ENTIRE Final Fantasy series), with you moving along a linear path with pre-rendered backgrounds and then watching a half-hour cutscene only to run back across the same path for another 10 seconds...

Here is my opinion on the subject. I haven't written a stylesheet yet (I hadn't even published it yet), maybe check here later once I've translated to xhtml.

Here is my opinion on the subject. I haven't written a stylesheet yet (I hadn't even published it yet), maybe check here later once I've translated to xhtml.

I've setup cygwin to run my preferred window manager, Blackbox, under WindowsXP. It's nice because I can have a shortcut in the start menu that starts X directly (startxwin.bat) without having to open up a cygwin console and 'startx'. However, if I'm not mistaken, X under cygwin has been available long before May, as I've been using it for quite some time.

Screenshot:
http://oshuma.dynup.net/images/cygwin-winxp.png

From a message I posted on Holy Empire yesterday:

There's a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, I can't stand to take in any more video, any more audio, any more pictures, or news articles, but I can't fend it off, and everywhere I turn, there's more of it. But I don't want to fend it off, either.. I don't even want to bring it up here, but I feel at this point that I have to.

There are multiple thousands of people out there today, who's lifelines just suddenly came to a very abrupt end. I hope that the ones who did not make it out of the destroyed buildings were killed instantly - that there was no pain and suffering, or desperate desire and hope to get out of there alive, only to be cheated from it. I hope that those killed on the planes that were hurled into these buildings didn't even have enough time to be afraid, to panic, etc. I hope the rescue workers and such that were at the base of the buildings when they fell somehow made it through, though I'm certain that there is no way anyone could have survived that.
I pray to all the supreme beings that are out there, that those who did manage to survive, will still have some modicum of sanity; that they have people left to go home to; that somehow all the lives that were given today, find their homes in whatever Good afterlife they believed in... and that those who are responsible end in the worst Hell for all their lives and beyond.

I don't think I can say anymore.. I really don't.. but I want to keep going..

May the newfound New York sunlight shine on them all, forever.

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