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Anything But OrdinaryShaq n' Chaos MSN请加buaawei@live.cn 11月9日 [转载]双语阅读:奥巴马获胜演讲全文转自新东方官方的BLOG
If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a
place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream
of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power
of our democracy, tonight is your answer.
It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and
churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who
waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in
their lives, because they believed that this time must be
different; that their voice could be that difference.
I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding
support of my best friend for the last 16 years, the rock of our
family and the love of my life, our nation's next first lady,
Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you
have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the White House.
And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother is
watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them
tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.
你们这样做,并不只是为了赢得一场大选,更不是为了我个人。你们这样做,是因为你们清楚未来的任务有多么艰巨。今晚我们在欢庆,明天我们就将面对一生之中 最为严峻的挑战--两场战争、一个充满危险的星球,还有百年一遇的金融危机。今晚我们在这里庆祝,但我们知道在伊拉克的沙漠里,在阿富汗的群山中,许许多 多勇敢的美国人醒来后就将为了我们而面临生命危险。许许多多的父母会在孩子熟睡后仍难以入眠,他们正在为月供、医药费,孩子今后的大学费用而发愁。我们需 要开发新能源,创造就业机会,建造新学校,迎接挑战和威胁,并修复与盟国的关系。
11月2日 境况经过了3次面试终于有实验室要我这个免费苦力了——Institute of Advanced Computing Technology(ACT) 红宝继续着,这遍完了我确信有70%+的记忆率了...逆序,猴哥,我来了! 实验室的师兄让我看The Globus Toolkit 4的Tutorial,发现作者是UChicago的一位Ph.D(第五年,估计等我申请的时候他就当上老师了)...看来将来的第一个陶瓷对象就是他了... 周末的新东方,我依然坚挺,至今只小憩过10min...我都有点佩服自己了 2 guys 1 horse--Mr.Hands以下为无责任转载源地址:http://encyclopediaofstupid.com/stupid/index.php/Mr._HandsMr. HandsFrom Encyclopedia Of StupidMr. Hands is stupid. Or he was. Mr. Hands's story gets more disturbing the deeper you go. To begin: he is a man from Washington state who fucked a horse. More accurately: he is a man from Washington who somehow got a horse to fuck him. More specifically: he had a horse fuck him in the arse. And filmed it. Until it perforated his colon and killed him. The name "Mr. Hands" comes from his Yahoo! personals profile, where it is listed as his nickname. His real name was later disclosed to be Kenneth Pinyan, who, it is claimed, initally refused to go to the hospital for fear of ruining his reputation as a high-profile engineer at Boeing. LOL. The video was allegedly one of many videos of men getting equinomorphically browndicked, in some kind of hellish bestial bordello in Seattle. Bestiality is in fact not illegal in the state of Washington (not that it's exactly applauded in the community either - the law just doesn't mention it either way), and this stable had been functioning as a zoophiliac's knocking shop for some time. Somehow, Mr. Hands was the first person to actually get killed by the anal penetration of an enormous horse cock...either that or the brothelkeeper simply ran out of space to bury Hands' body. Tragically for Mr. Hands, horrifyingly for the rest of us, probably arousingly for some fuckheads out there, the video of the guy gettin' it on like Diddy Kong with Shergar found its way, perhaps inevitably, to the internet, where it quickly became 2005's Goatse. If you know where to look (i.e. the bottom of this page), you can still find it, although watching it may kill your brain. There is to be no rest, even in death, for poor Mr. Hands (Mind you, anyone sick enough to take a horse up the arse probably deserves what he gets); you will soon be able to thrill to Horse Raping Freak: The Movie, which is currently entitled "Zoo", but originally went under the moniker of "In The Forest There Is Every Kind Of Bird", which is simultaneously the best and worst title for anything ever. Hands will be played by John Paulsen, an up-and-coming actor who we will never hear from again. Addendum: in case you're really hardcore and are hoping to see some bestial snuff by visiting this video, please a) kill yourself and b) be advised that the "Mr Hands" video which circulated on the Internet and is linked to below is not a video of the specific incident in which his colon got ruptured by a gigantic equine phallus. He did this a lot. Another addendum: as a point of interest, the complete list of US states without bestiality-prohibiting laws is as follows: Alaska, Arizona, Colorado, Connecticut, Florida, Hawaii, Iowa, Kentucky, Louisiana, Missouri, Nebraska, Nevada, New Hampshire, New Jersey, New Mexico, Ohio, Oregon, South Dakota, Texas, Vermont, Washington, West Virginia, and Wyoming. So, to any Zoophiles reading, you're really spoilt for choice. Also, fuck off out of it you sick freak. External linktimeThe Infamous Video! The above article is more than adequate warning. This is a video of a man being fucked by a horse. If you really want to see that, click away (the author of this article is not liable for any brain damage sustained from this video). Hands' Yahoo profile. Seriously. Contains a dead man's penis. 10月10日 卫星地图惊现粉色PSP【拜一下GOOGLE】以下内容为转载 全球精确度最高的商用成像卫星“GeoEye-1”拍摄的首张照片。 ![]() 本报综合报道 由谷歌投资的全球清晰度最高的商用成像卫星“GeoEye-1”拍摄的首张照片———位于美国宾夕法尼亚州的库茨敦大学的鸟瞰图近日曝光。GeoEye-1于本周早些时候正式启动服务。 这张照片拍摄于美国东部时间10月7日中午,当时这颗重达4300磅的卫星正以每小时1.7万英里(2.72万公里)的速度,在距离地面423英里的 轨道上由北极向南极运动。GeoEye公司通讯与市场副总裁马克·布兰德(MarkBrender)透露,该卫星在空中的拍摄精度可以精确到41厘米,足 够放大一个棒球场内的本垒区。 虽然GeoEye-1卫星服务因谷歌而备受关注,但其主要客户并非谷歌,而是一家政府机构———国家地理空间情报局(NGA),该机构从事美国国家安 全所需的影像分析。在GeoEye-1卫星5.02亿美元的研发经费中,NGA承担了一半,并承诺购买其影像,而谷歌只不过是GeoEye的第二大投资 人。 布兰德透露,由于美国政府管制,其在向NGA提供最高43厘米清晰度图片的同时,只能向谷歌提供50厘米清晰度图片。但谷歌目前是GeoEye的独家合作伙伴,换而言之,谷歌是唯一能够使用GeoEye-1图片的地图网站。 作为全球精度最高的商用成像卫星,GeoEye-1于9月6日在加州范登堡空军基地发射,目前还处于校验阶段。(王旭) 10月8日 分享一篇英文演讲 最近在玩魔方,在魔方小站(www.rubik.com.cn)寻到站长推荐的此篇演讲,本人觉得十分精彩,在这里分享给各位。 Steve Jobs 在 Stanford 2005 毕业典礼上的演讲 P.S.视频在主页最下面,回到主页按End键电梯直达 This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005.
I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories. The first story is about connecting the dots. I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out? It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college. And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting. It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example: Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating. None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later. Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life. My second story is about love and loss. I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating. I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over. I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life. During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together. I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle. My third story is about death. When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something. Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes. I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now. This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept: No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true. Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary. When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions. Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. Thank you all very much
10月7日 几个事 我又回到空间了,回来一看,妈的,我居然老了! 左上角那个计数器经过了从MSN到LIVE的变迁,居然还能工作,I服了U! 最近忙着搞那本最时髦/最时尚的红宝书,社交活动/体育活动基本为零。 突然爱上了小时候玩腻的魔方。(小时候解魔方比现在速度多了——拆卸,安装,搞定!) 还是单身舒服,千真万确,不忽悠! 享受20岁前的最后几天时光。 以上 |
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