A mix of old and new game trailers to watch. . . Pretty neat stuff
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Here is a list of the easiest to use Android apps that a beginner can use. I’ll start with suggesting an Alternate for the Android Market so those of you who’s phones do not have the Android Market can also access these. Before you start, couple of notes. In order to install SAM, visit SlideME.org through the browser on your phone (Requires a GPRS / WAP / 3G Connection and data charges will apply). Once on the page, select the Install SAM option. It will download the SlideME app and install it. From there you simply launch the app and install the below. List of Apps: HandCent (Replacement for the default Messaging App) Dolphin Browser (Replace Browser that supports Tabbed browsing and RSS) Crazy Home Lite (Replacement Homescreen with a host of configuration features) Pico TTS (Replacement for the Default Text To Speech App) MapDroyd (A simple Offline map system. Note: You will need to download your country map from within the app) ChessWalk (An offline and online Chess game) File Expert (A file explorer for Android, that also supports HTTP / FTP) Movies (A Flixster App that lets you locate the latest and current movies and where they are playing in your city) WiFi Buddy (A simple app that acts a WiFi Scanner. Note: Only Supports Non-Encrypted WiFi Connections) PDF Utility Lite (A PDF Viewer that also can merge / split PDF Files) Time-Lapse Lite (An app that allows your phone camera to automatically make time-lapse videos in .mov format) Wave Secure (A security app that can help you trace / lock your phone in the event of theft / loss. Note: This is a paid app)
Waiting to sync your desktop browser settings, bookmarks etc to the browser on your phone. The Google Dev team has just announced the Chrome to Phone extension and app that can be downloaded from the Android Market. Read the full article from GSM Arena HERE
Two ways to do this. The first is using the tutorial from android.doshaska that can be found HERE This method I have personally used and it works perfect. The second method is following the article HERE This second method I haven’t tried and have no idea if it works NOTE: Any damage / failure caused to the device following the information the above articles is not my responsibility. Do so at your own risk.
In Doubt There Is Freedom! He has little doubt of what will be the result of an excursion he plans to take endeavor of later today. He thinks he know the answer. The purpose of the chase is not the chase itself. It is merely validating what he expects is the answer. But he likes to be optimistic in belief that he is in doubt. Fate. hah!
Rationality is defined as the state of having good sense and sound judgment. Sanity is defined as the soundness, rationality and reasonableness of the human mind. So sanity is just a smaller part of the larger state of being rational. Having the ability to think in a simple and sequential manner and then convey this is in the simplest of words, is being rational. It is easy to let loose a volley of words on any topic on the world. It is easy to stand in front of a group of people and quote and lecture them. It is easy to stand in front of a mass audience and be eloquent. Talking is easy. It is free, cheap and quick. Speaking is where the whole thing goes to hell and beyond. Speaking is a two way process. It is involves people and It involves being rational. It requires balance. So, what does one do when one can talk and not speak? When one given the opportunity can “talk” endlessly, but when situation demands cannot “speak”? Rationality is questioned. He has no doubt about his rationality. No doubt, because he has no rationality. Like a radio in a barber’s saloon, that goes on and on and on and on and on and on, but isn’t actually serving any purpose. I have lived and loved. I have loved and said. I have been loved and told. Today I close the gap in the circle, for today I love and say no more. That I, considering everywhere Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that of fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear, I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world’s altar-stairs That slope thro’ darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly hope that this is all, Weighing on mind this is, How am I to tell you what it is? That strong in pulse is my heart, But short in breath is my thought, The day will come when call you will, And empty silence is all there will, The day will come when you speak, And merely will I stand in deaf.
I say not what I ought to today, For life shall I be fraught in vain, I could have said and gone that way, But believe me fair one when I say, The meadow is better with fence in view, And not with me and frosty dew. Farewell I bid you, angel eyes, Remember me for not what I am, But remember me for what I was.
-Started with lines from In Memoriam by Lord Tennyson and ended by the Geek
The unknown ghost has long disappeared. He no longer feels disconnected from reality. Sometimes things do take a turn for the worse and it is at moments such as these, when a human being can experience a myriad web of emotions. Most of which are incomprehensible. A question now rises in mind. The question. One that has been in the remotest recess of his mind for years, but has always been ignored. Today it no longer wishes to be ignored. Why? Why me? Why this way? Is there some predisposed structure of events in sequence that repeatedly cause a person to encounter events of discordance for a lifetime. Is it the inherent fallacy of his own persona that is the cause? If it truly is, then Darwinian principles postulate his continued failure and eventual elimination from the race. Then why not speed up the process and allow the sequence of evolution continue in its own grand way. What inhibits a living being from speeding up the process of natural self-elimination when cognizance dictates apparent indivertible disaster. The healthy human mind does not wake up in the morning demanding its share of doom. The healthy human mind does not wake up in the morning hoping to be the last rung on the food chain. The most simplistic nature of every living organism to choose self-preservation and longevity is by and large the fundamental principle that forms the basis for continued evolution. Survival based on improvement of existing facets in situations dire in nature is the platform for continued evolution. It so results in a paradox that wanting to survive leads to improvement and wishing for it to end is neutralized by the want to survive. Take the latter away and you will find the nature of the lemming in the human being. Normalcy is not an over-rated character fiber. It is the necessity of the collective system. He never fit. He wouldn’t fit. It caused him no emotional reaction to his uniqueness. It did not trigger the faintest thought. He didn’t really care.
Chef! A genius in the kitchen. A man with a razer sharp tongue, a dry sarcastic wit and an exemplary command on the queen’s language. Every moment, every character, every dialog. It keeps you rooted to your chair and keeps your attention riveted on the screen. A must watch if you are a fan of British humor, which I am! A few choice quotes from the show: Gareth: [to Piers] Let me explain the order of things to you. There’s the aristocracy, the upper class, the middle class, working class, dumb animals, waiters, creeping things, head lice, people who eat packet soup, then you. Gareth: Everton, let me explain things to you. In the world of cooking, I am Einstein. Lucinda is Isaac Newton. And you are a mud-dwelling unicellular bit of jelly with a predilection for consuming its own excrement. Crispin: He’ll be incandescent with blind and barbaric fury. Next to Chef, Mount Pinatubo will be an irritating, unripe zit. The killing fields of Kampuchea will be as a bouncy castle.
He today has nothing to say. Thoughts and ideas still form and vanish. His unnamed ghost has vanished too. He realizes that sometimes it is not what you do that matters. Sometimes, it what you don’t do that matters. There is such a thing as impatient patience.
If he was an android, would he dream of electric sheep? And if he had dreams of them, what color are these electric sheep? His day continued. The insomnia still affected him. The fifth day where sleep eluded him and all he could manage was snatches of quick winks lasting several minutes, before he was brought back to full consciousness. Once again he found himself in his own outside view and he was again standing behind his physical self-gazing down at his own thoughts and actions with an air of amusement. In reality it was not himself, it was his unnamed ghost he sensed and felt. Like Phaedrus, his unnamed ghost was still laughing at him, mocking him. Deciding to divert his mind, he randomly picked up names and topics and created a chain of thoughts that lead him from one to another, till he arrived at robotics and androids and the question came up. Do Androids Dream Of Electric Sheep? Being who he was, his mind posed him a question. What Color? The question came like a glass of ice cold water splashed on his face. His mind at full alert now, pondering over the question. The Electric Sheep were imaginative, generated by the mind of an android in power save mode. So why can’t the Electric Sheep have colors? And if they have colors, what colors can they be? The normal hues, the pastels, the lurid fluorescents, they all flashed in a rapid sequence. None of them would suit the electric sheep, except one color. The moment his alert mind made the connection, he said the color out loud and paused. The next instant was devastating. It shocked him and he felt pressed under a ton of rocks, again struggling for breath. Gray! Off course the sheep had to be Gray! His unnamed ghost was laughing again. He could hear the unstoppable, uncontrollable peals of laughter his unnamed ghost was enjoying. His grim face tightened. The gray had until now, just been his way of explaining his state of mind. A mix of black and white that he didn’t like. It wasn’t the answer Gray itself that disturbed him. It was actually the color black that now disturbed him. Recalled vividly a moment long ago, when he sat editing his web domain and impulsively he messaged her two different themes of his website’s design to her and asked her for an opinion. She chose the black one. He setup his site with the gray one he always used. How and what color the website looked, didn’t bother him much. Nor did it bother him that she liked the black and he used the gray. What bothered him, was his abject inability to divert his attention. The entire exercise of creating a thought sequence based on random bits of information was purposed to diverting his attention from her. He was trying to move his mind into action and trying to focus. Nature obviously had other plans. It led him through a complicated string of inconsequential thought, that closed its loop and brought him where he started. Her! He needed a break. He needed a break. He needed a diversion. A normal human would see this as an imbalanced mind. He hated himself now. He was stalking her in his mind. Using a combination of keys, he locked his computer screen punching the keys with a viscous force that threatened to break the keys into pieces and drew the attention of several others sitting across him. With a sense of shock and anger he walked away towards the bank of elevators, ready to drive back home. His last conscious thought was his hope that he didn’t run into a traffic altercation on his way home. He had no idea, how he would react if he ran into an altercation. The ghost was still laughing. It would continue laughing for a while. |
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