Sunday, January 31, 2010

Witnessing Miracles: Bobby McFerrin

When we met C. & I. at the exit, on the stairs in front Sala Palatului after the concert last night, C. was singing out loud, whilst I. had a gigantic smile in her eyes; K. had been laughing throughout the concert, I could hear her clearly; as for myself, I had been humming along the whole time, and kept doing it throughout the night, possibly even in my sleep.


The Bobby McFerrin experience has been the best way to start this year's going to concerts and to end the month of January. Starting tomorrow many things will change. And, similar to ancient traditions in any corner of the world, last night's been a good kick of the bad spirits and a calling to the good ones. Not that I necessarily believe this to be the case [which I coincidentally do, at this time], but the 'bare hands' music we've been hearing sounded new and ancient simultaneously, like a long-lost memory resuscitated back to life, but also like a new dream and hope whose birth I was witnessing.
Words are certainly poor to describe the shivers down my spine, at various moments throughout the night.

My only regret: he left too soon.

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Saturday, January 30, 2010

A Flickr Roundup

355 days later, or 1 year minus 10 days after the day I pulled together the guts* to finally upload my first photo on flickr, I'm here to do a bit of computing.
It's been a complicated year for me in many ways, and photography has been a hobby growing into a release growing into an addiction, admittedly. Over the past year, I've used various cameras [some Sonys, some Canons, a Nikon, some that I don't recall] belonging to various people [I can count more than 5] in my proximity - physical and otherwise. I've been uploading more than just photos. I've been obsessing over others' photographic skills. And I've started to understand the bulk of good over bad shots, even though sometimes it might not look like it. (:

Statistically, I've uploaded 1052 items, getting a total of 15,238 hits [out of which 1,988 hits directed at the Photostream]. I currently have a total of 58 favourited items [some of them by several people] and a total of 80 commented items [some of them by myself]. (:

But what does that mean, really?
Well, I'll tell you what: it means it's been growing on me quite a bit.
So much so, that the best birthday gift I received last year [this is not to overemphasize] had been the gift of Pro, back in July [and thank you again, Stefan!].
And the best Christmas gift: my own camera! [Thank you, Mum and Dad!]

So much so, that an otherwise horribly surly day had been entirely transformed upon receiving the message that one of my photos had been shortlisted for a series of Guides.

So how does the future look like? Well, here's how: with your help, I'll be selecting and printing out a portfolio. And then try my best to see where that takes me. (:
Secondly, I'm still dreaming [read: drool over] that Nikon D700. And as there's no humanly available way of me being able to afford it any time soon, I'm hereby making an appeal to those willing to help out; hopefully I'll be able to add a gadget to this blog some time soon, which can allow for moneys gathering. I'll be sure to point that out to you once the time is right.

I certainly am looking forward to what 2010 will bring for my small yet frenzied Flickr OOniverse! (:

* That's because of that eternal internal chatter in my head preceding every publicly assessable Internet action I might take.

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Friday, January 29, 2010

A Bit of Evangelising

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Thursday, January 28, 2010

A Good Bye Message

Dear International & European NGOs, Quangos, Organisations and Think-Tanks -- acting in the fields of human rights and environmental activism,

I am so sorry.
It's been years now, since I first tried applying for work with you. And it's been a more or less uninterrupted endeavour.
Sadly enough, you never accepted my applications.
It's been a series of heart breaking experiences. Like an unfortunate, unaccepting love life. Only different.
So I'm taking a break now. Tomorrow morning I'll be singing with a corporation. Because that was the extended hand I got.

I know you won't miss me, but I'll keep thinking of you, I know it. Like thinking of a dream which never came true.
Farewell,

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On Analogies

AN ARTICLE in today's New York Times on the repair of damaged artwork made me think about the Obama administration. According to the report, the Metropolitan Museum of Art is learning hard lessons about the difficulty of fixing broken masterpieces. Restoration projects often take longer than expected, and sometimes they are unsuccessful. Tonight Barack Obama takes on a role similar to that of the Met's conservators, as he tries to restore the lustre to his presidency. And as with the Met's craftsmen, there is no guarantee he will succeed in piecing his agenda back together.
According to early reports, Mr Obama will use his state-of-the-union address to admit some mistakes and outline plans to create jobs, salvage health-care reform and change the way government works. [...]

Keep reading The state of a presidency on this Economist's blog.

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Underworld Gets the Work Done:

[or: who needs caffeine anyway?!]

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Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Hold On, There's More to Say!

After a week loaded with films of various genres [from documentaries and the Fantastic Mr. Fox to Bronson and well, yes, Avatar], it was time to recall a different Universe, for a change. We've been at the theatre.

[lyrical break, here, suspense is growing...]

[... still growing...]

[Is this the right level of suspense, now? OK, I'll take that as a Yes!]

Prior to last Sunday's play, I couldn't for the love of me [still can't, for that matter] recall when, where, or what was the last time I've seen something enacted on a stage. But never-mind such details. Sunday it was the right time for Ivan Turbinca, at the TNB [the National Theatre Bucharest]. And a good call it was: Had the fun I didn't have in ages, enjoyed the acting, the directing, and the accompanying music, came out a different person than the one who went in. In sum, it was a transformational experience. One which I definitely recommend you try for yourself.
As for the storyline, here's the plot directly from the Wikipedia entry [amazing, ain't it?!]

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Sunday, January 24, 2010

Find of the Week

Presenting: Derren Brown's Cold Reading [sorry for not having been able to embed the video, it's just not an option; but do bear with it till the end for maximum effects]
and: Derren Brown's use of Hypnotism [incredibly funny, btw]

Thank you, sister! ;)

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151 Years Ago

Events of 1859

January 24 – Wallachia and Moldavia are united under Alexander John Cuza under the name Romania (see December 1, 1918 for the final unification, Transylvania and other regions are still missing at that time).

[from the Wiki entry, here]

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Saturday, January 23, 2010

1 train trip, 2 documentaries, [nearly] 3 hours each

1. Sex Traffic [2004]: recommended by my Refugee course coordinator, it's been one of the toughest films I've seen in the recent past.
The plot outline -although well and comprehensively written- couldn't possibly reveal all there is to this story:

Boston based Kernwell Industries is an American defense contractor. One of those contracts is to deploy 3,000 peacekeepers to the International Peacekeeping Coalition's work in the Balkans. Because of the near epidemic problem of sex trafficking of young Balkan women, Kernwell has decided to support the charity, Worldwide Federation Against Forced Migration. Kernwell's head of charities is Madeleine Harlsburg, the wife of the company's CEO, Tom Harlsburg. Although it does not have a pristine reputation as a good social corporate citizen, Kernwell hits a bigger public relations problem when it is learned that one of those 3,000 peacekeepers was caught trying to buy the services of a teen-aged prostitute in Sarajevo. Although not named to the media, that person is Sergeant Callum Tate, who swears he was trying to save that woman. In reality, Tate has evidence of a larger conspiracy of sex trafficking. Regardless of the truth or falsehood of accusations, some within Kernwell will do whatever they require to protect their organization's brand. Meanwhile, the Moldovan Visinescu sisters - Lena and Vara - believe they are moving to London with Vara's boyfriend Alexi to lead a better life to be able to send money back to support their mother and Lena's infant son. However, they soon learn that Alexi has instead sold them into a white slavery ring. Speak For Freedom, a London-based non-profit organization, works in many areas including monitoring sex trafficking in order to assist authorities in stopping it. Daniel Appleton, one of its employees, gets involved in trying to save the Visinescus.
[Taken from the IMDb, here.]

2. When the Road Bends: Tales of a Gypsy Caravan [2006]: a very different story, which I've nevertheless appreciated quite a bit. Though not certain who exactly recommended it to me, I recall having planned to watch it for a while now, and well, today was the day. And I was glad that it managed to [at least slightly] counterbalance the previous documentary's heavy effects.

Shot by legendary cinematographer Albert Maysles, this dynamic musical documentary follows five Gypsy bands from four countries who unite for the Gypsy Caravan as they take their show around North America for a six-week tour, astounding every audience they meet. Their musical styles range from flamenco to brass band, Romanian violin to Indian folk. And with humor and soul in their voices, they celebrate the best in Gypsy culture and the diversity of the Romani people in an explosion of song and dance.
As the film follows the amazing performances and behind-the-scenes action from the tour created by World Music Institute, we discover the real lives of these musicians. We visit Macedonia, Romania, India and Spain, meet their families and see what music brings to their lives. The tales of these characters are woven between their performances - allowing us to understand and celebrate Romani culture and the prejudice of their shared ancestry.
The "Gypsy Caravan" tour extravaganza features performances by Macedonian diva and "Queen of the Gypsies" Esma Redzepova, traditional Indian folk troupe Maharaja, Romanian Fanfare Ciocarlia, the violin wizardry of Romanian group Taraf de Haidouks and the Antonio El Pipa Flamenco Ensemble.
[as described on the IMDb, here]

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Friday, January 22, 2010

[a] Cool New Way

This is not a review of Mr. Satriani's tune going by the same title, but the sharing of a funny new find of my own: it's on the intricately delicate film-choosing matter.
So now that the Disclaimer's all set, here's the how: I've now chosen whether or not to see a particular film based on the said film's soundtrack. Possibly a funny way to do it and perhaps not the most reasonable but definitely new and how about cool?!
I've made the decision after Watchmen's impressive [sound] record, and that led me to seeing.. Bronson. And, well, did I like Bronson!
Bronson is based on the life of Charles Bronson—not the (popular) movie star, but the famous English inmate, who took the actor’s moniker as his nom de combat: he’s the most violent prisoner in Britain, who has spent decades behind bars thanks to the years added to his sentences for his bloody outbursts. Bronson, in a manic performance by Tom Hardy that exudes a Jack Napier-level of playful insanity, narrates the film from a dark stage, often in costume, chronicling his childhood and young manhood—marked by robbery and disproportionate violence—through his stays in various jails, psych wards, and disco-era England. [...]
The director posits violence as art, as performance, as a talent, as a calling, as a cause for fame; think of [...] the brutishness placed back into the real world, which asks the audience to confront the cultural fetishization of barbarity. That is, Refn avoids the pitfall of adapting a real life story—getting mired in conforming the complexities of a life into the blueprint of a familiar narrative—by artfully addressing a larger, compelling theme. [...]

Highly recommended, imho. Above review may be fully read on the Cinepinion blog. And this is just this saga's start.

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Thursday, January 21, 2010

Los Crimenes de Van Gogh

This book caught my eye for a different reason than the one which lead me to [finish] reading it; in all honesty, the fault was mine for not having browsed through it prior to buying it, but how could I have resisted a title dwelling on the 'Crimes of van Gogh'?!
But before you step right out your door [or open the Amazon or EBay tab] seeking this marvellous novel for yourself, just bear with me for one more split second while I sketch some sort of an Intro/Layout combination: As with crimes the book is concerned indeed, yet not the abstract crimes of the mind or such [as a novice might have imagined, ahem], but the very material crimes of.. murder. And yes, it does refer to van Gogh, yet not the world renowned Dutch painter.. but the split [murderous] personality and signature of one Fernando Castelli [the book's main character].

The plot is as easy to follow as it gets: Fernando dreams of becoming [Argentina's?] most famous script writer and -in a world where any means may be used to such a 'noble' end- he starts to kill around in order to produce his/ his country's/ and, why not?, the world's greatest script. Thus far [i.e. the 1990s], anyway. Along the process, he signs his murders as -you guessed right!- van Gogh [with the blood of his victims..] and his script is as original as it gets since it's written from his own experience.

The writing style is catchy and if you can bear with the plot above then reading this book is an act of cynism-loving. All the classical questions are there: How far can or should one go for the sake of fame? How far can or should art be justified by its means? Is cinema really art, to start with? [the Producer's portrayal smoothly poses this question in a interestingly subtle manner] and an array of many other risky items.

Contrariwise to my expectations -once I started to grasp the reality about this book- it's an interesting combination, which may be largely explained as a product of its time, a looking glass which [self]ironises the 1990s Brownian growth of the film industry [in a South American context]. Whether you're curious to read it however, that's up to how much exploring you're willing to do. Mr. Feinmann has been said to have written deeper novels but I wouldn't know.
Book's cover from here.

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Wednesday, January 20, 2010

This Year's 1st Food Poisoning Episode

Guess it was bound to happen sooner or later, as me and the digestive system haven't been in good relations over the past year[s]. So it's now.
My efforts to try and take it easy over the holidays seem to have paid off, too bad though that less than 3 weeks into the year the status quo's been challenged.
And I still can't tell what it was that got me here. And I wish my face stopped itching for a change.
Lessons [to learn]: no meats [oops!], no aubergines [oops!], just plain rice & potatoes. Looks like I got it all wrong again. For 3 days now.

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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Aaand [an]other Lyrical Break [Subtext/ed or Theme/d: Free as a Bird]

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And this is the tune to go with the images.

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Saturday, January 16, 2010

Job Interview Question

Though this was (most likely) not the most important question on my last job interview, it was the most difficult to answer for me. So why should I care? Well, because I'm wondering whether it's a common question and, if so, how should I prepare for it.
So, amongst heaps of other stuff (can't remember 90% of them!), the interviewers (2 of them, insisting) asked:
How do your friends see you?, What do they think of you?

I stared blankly.
Then tried putting some pieces together for some sort of answer.
I was still starring blankly.
The fact is, that question caught me entirely off-guard. Of all the questions in the world, it had to be one about how others see me(!). I was baffled. Not because it was an impossibly difficult question per se, but because I had no idea about what I could possibly answer. I wasn't prepared to use my creative skills that early in the interviewing process, and I had no pre-considered answer to give.
I tried asking for details: what sort of friends?, for how long should our friendship have lasted by now?, what should their backgrounds be, in relation to me?, etc, in a desperate try to stall. C'mon brains, c'mon, Think of some answer,...
... Any answer!!...

I did mutter some random adjectives in the end, as a last minute solution, and no, they hadn't been thought out either. [Perhaps this better explains my recent fascination with M.'s post on a certain topic.]

Aaaanyway, here's what I'm wondering: Is this an usual question? Should I get better prepared for its rising its ugly head next time?
If so, what sort of answers are expected from me? Seriously. I have no idea what any of my friends think of me, so I'm not prepared to answer it that way. By this definition, who's a friend anyway? Is it only about real friends, or does it include acquaintances too? Argh, I'm lost. Ideas, anyone?

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Friday, January 15, 2010

Punctuation marks: The Metas -- Revisited

Timing is a strange thing, if you think about it. Yet usually we don't think about it, unless it's referred to as 'bad'.
Not this time! :)

Though I'm not really certain whether I've managed to stir your interest when I first wrote on this topic one week ago, I'm pushing my luck with some freshly-out-of-the-oven news:
Sarcasm punctuation mark aims to put an end to email confusion

Expressing sarcasm in the written word can be a dangerous business, as anyone forced to apologise for sending a tongue-in-cheek email will confirm.
Now a US firm has come up with an ingenious solution to this very real problem – a new item of punctuation.
The SarcMark, as it has been named, is designed to be used in the same way as an exclamation or question mark.
Anyone concerned that the irony of their email or text message might not be appreciated by its recipient can use the symbol to close their sentence, thereby avoiding awkward misunderstandings.
The symbol – a dot inside a single spiral line – can be installed onto any PC running Windows 7, XP or Vista, as well as Macs and Blackberry mobile devices.

Keep reading the rest of the article on Telegraph's website.

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Discovery of the Day [Flash- & Java-based not supported]

Just a quick note for all of you out there who ever needed to fill in an on-line form.
I know I've been doing that quite a bit over the last year and yes, I have gotten well acquainted to the frustration of losing all submitted data and having to start over.

So! This is to let you know that, having already used Interclue's main Firefox add-on, I've decided to give their Lazarus add-on a try; will be sure to let you know how this plays out for me.
Here's how it should work like:
Lazarus will automatically save the data you enter into a form while you are typing, and will also save the form as soon as you hit the submit button. If you need to re-enter the data into the form, simply go back to that page again, right-click in one of the fields in the form, or just within the part of the web page that the form occupies, and select "Recover form" from the menu. Lazarus will then retrieve what it saved and automatically put it back into the form.
By default your form information is kept indefinitely, but if you're concerned about security you can have it removed after a specified time.
[Description from here]

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Thursday, January 14, 2010

What Do You Guys Think of This? Please provide me with feedback.

So I just read this message in my flickr Inbox and had an initial outburst of joy. Seriously. I was just writing on this very topic yesterday, wasn't I?!
Aaaaand then I looked at the image. Aaaand started to hesitate. Aaaand to somehow change my joyous state of mind.

Have I managed to confuse you entirely? :)
... Ok, ok, let's start from the beginning. The following is the message I found in my flickr Inbox:
Hi [me],

I am writing to let you know that one of your photos has been short-listed for inclusion in the tenth edition of our Schmap Paris Guide, to be published early February 2010.
[...]
While we offer no payment for publication, many photographers are pleased to submit their photos, as Schmap Guides give their work recognition and wide exposure, and are free of charge to readers. Photos are published at a maximum width of 150 pixels, are clearly attributed, and link to high-resolution originals at Flickr.
Our submission deadline is Friday, January 22.[..]

Best regards,
So far so good. But then I clicked on the link to see which was the photo that they had chosen, and where was it from, exactly.
It's a shot taken at the Cluny Museum in Paris - not a bad one, but not the best either [IMHO].
This is the respective short-listed shot: DSC04825
It's not a bad shot, I'll give you that.
Buuut it's not the best of the Cluny Museum Set either, me thinks.

For instance, I like the following one much better: DSC04815

Or this one: DSC04867

And that's why I'm hesitant.
How do you advise me? What should I do now? Should I go ahead with what I think is not the very best, or should I write back and suggest something different?
Please, Opinions :)

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Mes amis Mes amours

Though I couldn't really put my finger on it, I think that -prior to this one- the last time anyone offered me a book as a present without my prior confirmation or request of the respective book was some time back in junior high.
But then came 2009, and with it a world of unexpected events. [Really.]
.. and this is how "Mes Amis Mes Amours" got to me. Most likely, the only way in which it could have, for that matter.

I won't comment this book much because there's absolutely no reason in the world why I should. But I can give you a couple of succinct sentences on the matter.
It was meant to be a script: upon writing, this influenced Mr. Marc Levy's style quite a bit as far as I could tell and it's the element of funk which I think I appreciated in it.
It was meant to be a script for a romantic comedy: those who know me are aware that it's a style I don't treasure much, and this is an understatement.
It benefited mitigating circumstances: it was my companion whilst waiting at the dentist's for the fixing of a broken tooth, a context in which I seem to be able to enjoy [maybe my mind was too numb with the events and painkillers?] literature of the lighter variety.

If you're interested, check out the plot outline here, which is incidentally the website from which I've taken the book's cover.

P.S. No, I haven't seen the film. Nor am I planning to.

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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Joy in Small Things

Yes!, Statistics are actually able to make people happy!. They've done that to me today, thus the existence of this probability.
Without any twitter backup, my flickr stream has registered 223 views today, and 3 favourites.
Yes, I'm happy about it. As for someone who enjoys taking photos, external appreciation is the prize.
Curious? Here's the link.

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Tuesday, January 12, 2010

The End of a Human Being: Miep Gies

Miep Gies, the last surviving member of the group who helped protect Anne Frank and her family from the Nazis, has died in the Netherlands aged 100.
She and other employees of Anne Frank's father Otto supplied food to the family as they hid in a secret annex above the business premises in Amsterdam.
Anne's diary of their life in hiding, which ended in betrayal, is one of the most famous records of the Holocaust.
It was rescued by Mrs Gies, who kept it safe until after the war.
Miep Gies died in a nursing home after suffering a fall just before Christmas.
Speaking last year as she celebrated her 100th birthday, Mrs Gies played down her role, saying others had done far more to protect Jews in the Netherlands.
She and her fellow employees kept Anne and the seven others supplied for two years, from 1942 to 1944.
When the family were found by the authorities, they were deported, and Anne died of typhus in the German concentration camp of Bergen-Belsen.
It was Mrs Gies who collected up Anne's papers and locked them away, hoping that one day she would be able to give them back to the girl. [...]
Mrs Gies became a kind of ambassador for the diary, travelling to talk about Anne Frank and her experiences, campaigning against Holocaust denial and refuting allegations that the diary was a forgery.
Keep reading the rest of the article on the BBC news.

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Monday, January 11, 2010

I, Nomad & the Social Bubble

Just as last week seemed to be all about socialising, last weekend was 2010's 2nd weekend coinciding with my 2nd weekend at someone else's place. There's a bunch of stuff to be appreciated about this and also a few notes of that-which-needs-improvement.
Firstly, the good stuff. Moving around and hanging out with others is as enjoyable as can be for me at this point in time, and I appreciate it loads! I didn't get such levels of interaction in a while and the variety, levels and depths in which they come call for this note of appreciation: Thank you, All, friends, family, former colleagues and house mates! A sizeable part of my wistfulness's now been quenched.
What's more, being a nomad [or should I have written 'The Nomad' instead?] rocks! At least for the vast majority of the time. It's getting as close as it gets to people's daily lives and their streams of discourse, to their essence and way of being, in an increasingly un-mediated manner [time-wise]: Gotta love it!

But there are drawbacks to this. Other than the obvious home-based comfort etcetera, some very specific one which I've experienced over the last couple of days.
That's the absurdity related to the RDS.Net's policy of not only restricting home users' access via their [paid!] home wired network connections' pass-wording and generally encoding [to what ado?] but also not supporting non-Windows non-Mac OSs via their support call centre - such as yours faithfully's Ubuntu. Excuse me?! Why freely push away potential customers when you might try attracting them? And why have such a restrictive policy to start with? If the home user is already paying for your service, shouldn't the said service be provided independently of the home user's OS?

FYI, this is not just a rant, it's a rant-with-a-context-and-a-ramification: RDS managed to ruin my weekend's plans. Boo! What's more, this did drive me to blankly starring at the telly for hours and I'm yet to be convinced that this is the better option. By consequent, all of the work-to-be-done during the weekend is now to be rescheduled - which will be [unwillingly?] pulling me out of the social bubble for awhile. Consider yourselves warned.

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Friday, January 08, 2010

Punctuation marks: The Metas

Not once would I have suspected that I might be addressing this topic in writing, so this is just as much of a challenge for me to write as it will be for you to read.
Why so? Because it means the main deliverance here will be that of confusion and question marks, rather than precise thoughts or rants and secondly, because it means wording against my prevalent obsession with [almost-] perfectly rounded up ideas, rather than stubs.
It is, on the other hand, an expression of my [other] obsession[s] with hoarding, which needn't address reality-defined items alone, as you're about to witness :)

So here are the 2 finds:
The first is the Wiki entry to the so-called Irony mark, 'also called a snark or zing': this has been very recently brought to the public's attention by my beloved sister. An interesting find, I think, and even more so due to its more-than-limited application:
This mark ؟ was proposed by the French poet Alcanter de Brahm (alias Marcel Bernhardt) at the end of the 19th century. It was in turn taken by Hervé Bazin in his book Plumons l’Oiseau (1966), in which the author proposes several other innovative punctuation marks, such as the doubt point, certitude point, acclamation point, authority point, indignation point, and love point.
Its form is essentially the same as the late medieval Irony mark, a percontation point (punctus percontativus), which was used to mark rhetorical questions.
So why - ask I - has the percontation point seen such a short lived usage? Is it the desire to leave irony to the whim of the reader to be blamed here? Or is it rather the unwillingness of the writer/s to convey meta in general? I'm baffled, and the first reason why is because this is the first time I encounter the percontation point being mentioned at all. Ideas?
Later edit: Or it could be just a matter of timing, if I were to consider the late 20th century/ beginning of the 21st century advent of the Emoticons subculture.. right?

The second is way easier and yet more difficult for this very reason: it's about the conventional use of square brackets, other than their mathematical, computer science or natural sciences ones [read: not-formal sciences].
Here's what puzzled me: Other than the visible common-knowledge uses one can read up in the Wiki entry I've pasted above, I've recently learnt of the meta of square brackets in corporate language - delivered to me in a very friendly email. The comment says: 'square brackets are commonly used in our [company/ work environment] to refer to information which hadn't as yet been confirmed or which might be deleted - but they should never be seen in a final document'.
This was new to me, really new in fact. New enough so that I get to ask: Is it just me that remained blinded in front of this remarkable connotation? How come I had never been told anything on this matter? Or is it a corporate thing?

Let me know if you have answers [general knowledge, or otherwise]: the Metas of punctuation marks have all of a sudden become an overwhelmingly hot topic!

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Thursday, January 07, 2010

Happy 28th Birthday, Mr. T!

It's a wish I made out loud already, having in mind drinks and dance!
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Having in mind contemplation, if you like..
Or just emptying out your thoughts, if that suits you better.
In one week, you'll be walking away.. and I'm afraid that this is wistfulness indeed. I'm no longer gutted though, so I take it I've progressed.
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Wednesday, January 06, 2010

26 Days Later, or 'Waas sappening!'

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Monday, January 04, 2010

Back to Awesome: Happy Twenty Ten!

Don't know about you guys, but I haven't been much in a dis-position to blog over the last few days, so this post here is what has emerged as the first opportunity to wish you all the best for the new Decade!
If only things were as cheerful and playful for the entire year the way they've been over the last few days, this would have the potential of turning into the most fan-tastic year in recent times; certainly so much so for this decade ;)

In other news, the 2nd box I had sent has already arrived, safely and in one unopened piece. Yay for that!
And.. randomly enjoying snow, seagulls, and Sunday's parks [including photo walks] continues to be a favourite passtime.
Just as randomly, today's the day to recall Sir Isaac Newton's existence.

P.S. I am slowly growing fascinated with the Yungas Road bike trip idea :)

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