Seriously, UK? Seriously? Good jorb, idiots…
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Failure is always an option
Yet another reason why Wally is my personal hero.
Hamster vs strawberry
Cuteness wins!
Newfangled technology
This new wireless keyboard and mouse set is a pain to use. The mouse has a mind of its own. Plus, it poops.
Sokay, I hate nature right back
Not what I was expecting. Or, surprise! Or, me and my big mouth.
So. This morning, on our way to school, Bean and I came across Fred. A snail. A big-ass snail. We left him by the side of the road and went on our merry way, with Bean talking about how he wanted to adopt Fred and take him home on the way back from school if he was still there. I told him to talk to have a look, but to not be safe if he wasn’t there cause he might have found a nice bit of shade (or get eaten by a bird).
I called Katy to give her a heads up about the situation. I didn’t expect to be greeted with this coming home.
We have another tank on the sewing desk, with two snails and a couple of slugs living on some lettuce planters.
Oy.
In Flanders Fields
A statue honouring “In Flanders Fields” poet and Guelph, Ontario native son Lieut.-Col. John McCrae was unveiled today in Ottawa to mark the 100th anniversary of the poem. It was written on May 3, 1915 amid the plethora of poppies and graves that sprouted after the Second Battle of Ypres near Flanders, Belgium.
Lest We Forget.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
I’ll take that number
We were playing with Microsoft’s newly released Face detection API’s through a webpage called http://how-old.net. This page lets users upload a picture and have the API predict the age and gender of any faces recognized in that picture. We sent email to a group of several hundred people asking them to try the page for a few minutes and give us feedback – optimistically hoping that at least 50 people would give it a shot. We monitored our real time analytics dashboard to track usage and, within a few minutes, the number of people using the site vastly exceeded the number of people we had sent our email to. We watched the usage quickly spread across continents, and, 3 hours later, we had 210,000 faces from all over the world.
How I woke up this morning
Pavel decided that the space right next to my head was a perfect if-I-fits-I-sits spot this morning. So I used him as a purring, vibrating, furry pillow.
yay, office supplies
I’ve been wanting to get one for a while now, and I’ve finally done it :) I’m getting my own address stamper.
Why is this useful, you may ask? Well, first off, I still need to deal with a non-insignificant amount of snail mail and my handwriting sucks. Also, it’ll be very useful in an upcoming repetitive task in the near future. Plus, you know, moomins.