Now this is a supercollider. From a very interesting article titled, The Biggest Thing in Physics.

Brains

Unsolved brain mysteries. Good read. Particularly the point about the brain's handling of time, and the structure of the brain being like a large loopy dynamic network.

I have smart teachers

How about proving the correctness of the L4 microkernel? Turns out my current algorithms teacher was/is(?) the program leader of the group doing this work. "Logic of knowledge" anyone? Smart guy.

L4 verified
Open Kernel Labs
NICTA

In other news, my OO professor last session gets props I suppose for hitting the blog headlines for a paper he wrote with my tutor last session. Validity Invariants and Effects. "Design by contract" takes on a whole new meaning.

Kevin07

I don't know about you, but Rudd is making Howard look more and more outdated as the election approaches.

Kevin07

Sometimes I just need to write it. After the writing of it I often mysteriously lose the need to hit "Publish Post" or "Send". In fact, this post barely made it! How unlike me - one who so often clamours for other's approval.

We shoot.

So stop that. It's just a little black hole. A jagged ceramic edge. By the time I'd opened my program to gush my sensational revelations I'd lost it. That happens to me.



So we skipped across roads and dodged angry drivers grinding their teeth at us through wind visors. We had no where to go, but people watched us anyway; the way people watch manic showmen feeling their way over tightropes. What a rush girl.



You have these moments of euphoria where you think you've understood something implicit, something altogether bound in our universe. Then you have a bottle of Pinot and you can't write a single thing of interest. You have the desire, oh yes - but where is your revelation now man? What props do you pretend to be able to flourish in front of us? How are you going to revolutionize thought and human understanding again?



Phlegm is what is it. What a gangling word. A forlorn red headed kid crying in the rain.



I remember the hay barn and the cold iron, corrugated and rooted in Australian earth. The smell of goat shit and turkey feathers. What a pure and healthy aroma. And that mixed with the spice and sticky allure of the peppercorn tree. Old man peppercorn indeed. I'll write a story about this place one day.



Meaning is secondary to. Huh?

People tell me this is supposed to be important :)

Mac OS X Leopard receives UNIX 03 certification.

This is huge news. It shows that apple has reached the standard of a 1970s operating system.