Oct 242009
 

Recently, I bought a television series on DVD online. One of the DVDs appears unreadable. I noticed some scratches on it, but I also noticed that it happened to carry the HD DVD label. Is it possible that one of the disks in the boxed set was mistakenly an HD DVD? Unfortunately, I don’t have an HD DVD drive in which to test it.

Which reminded me that I’ve actually been meaning to buy an HD DVD drive before they vanish completely, just to be able to read HD DVDs in case I come across any. I looked and found one online that I liked. I tried to buy it… only to be informed repeatedly by Yahoo shopping that “there was a problem saving your information and basket”.

No matter, it can wait… I’ve also been meaning to do another thing this morning, namely to buy a new Microsoft Developer Network subscription. So I went to the MSDN Web site, clicked all the right buttons, logged in with my blasted Microsoft Live ID, and presto… I was told by Microsoft that they “are unable to validate your customer information and proceed with your order at this time”.

Looks like The Powers That Be just don’t want me to spend any money this morning. No matter, I have better things to do with it… and with my time, too.

 Posted by at 2:20 pm
Oct 222009
 

I wanted to look up Barry Newman, the star of Vanishing Point, that legendary 1971 road movie. Accidentally, I entered Newman’s name into the URL field in Mozilla Firefox. Rather than telling me that I am full of nonsense or taking me to a search engine, Firefox instantly brought up the Internet Movie Database page on Barry Newman. What can I say… I know how it is done, but that doesn’t mean that I am unimpressed by how well it is done.

 Posted by at 1:44 pm
Oct 152009
 

First, it was the multiverse. Then came Boltzmann brains. Now here’s another intriguing idea: the cancellation of the Superconducting Supercollider project in the 1990s and last year’s failure of one of the Large Hadron Collider’s magnets at CERN are just two manifestations of manifest bad luck brought about by the fact that the Higgs particle simply cannot be discovered; that its discovery at any time in the future propagates backwards in time, causing events that prevent its discovery in the first place.

An intriguing idea, though not precisely original, as something much like it was already published in the form of John Cramer‘s excellent science fiction novel, Einstein’s Bridge. And when I say intriguing, I mean intriguing… as the basis of a science fiction story. But as the basis of a scientific paper? Another adjective comes to my mind… appalling.

 Posted by at 12:11 am
Oct 082009
 

There are uncanny coincidences in life, so much so that I sometimes wonder, are we all just one giant computer simulation using a less-than-perfect random number generator?

Take this, for instance… yesterday, I copied to a hard drive our collection of Monty Python DVDs. I also looked at one episode, and in it there was a sketch that I don’t think I’ve ever seen before, a sketch about flying sheep. Flying sheep??? But later yesterday, here’s what was on CBC Newsworld, also repeated this morning:

Flying sheep

Flying sheep

Yes, flying sheep. Hanging sheep to be precise, as they are being carried across the rocky terrain on the Faeroe Islands.

Or how about this: a few days ago, my wife returned from Hungary with my mother’s old laptop (actually, my old laptop, but it’s been in my mother’s possession for many years) and much to our sadness, we found that its screen got broken during the trip. I know laptop screens break regularly, but it’s not something I run across often, indeed I think this was only the second time that I have seen a broken laptop screen up close. But today, I went to the barber… who, while waiting for customers, happened to be busy transferring files to a USB stick off a laptop with, you guessed it, a broken screen.

So is this just pure randomness? Or is the world suffering because God uses a broken random number generator?

 Posted by at 2:59 pm
Oct 082009
 

Google’s Street View has just been introduced in Canada.

Many people consider it a “gross invasion of privacy” that someone can take pictures of their streets and post it on the Internet. “What if they see my car in my driveway?” they scream at the top of their lungs, as if Google broke some long established taboo by photographing a public street.

But wait a minute… are these the same people who readily submit to having their laptops searched, its content, personal and business, examined and scrutinized, just so that customs can catch the occasional pedophile?

For what it’s worth, I couldn’t care less if Google posts photographs of my street or my house. On the other hand, I am so concerned about real invasions of my privacy, I am willing to face the wrath of customs agents by using Bruce Schneier’s method of laptop protection against unwarranted searches.

Curiously, most of the people commenting on Schneier’s article completely misunderstand his point: it’s not that I have anything illicit or shameful on my laptop that I need to hide. That would be easy. It’s that I object to the principle of strangers going through my entire life.

The really scary thing is that so many people, citizens of supposedly free countries, already adopted such a strong police state mentality: rather than looking for a lawful way to maintain their privacy, they are discussing various ways to break the law without getting caught. What I like about Schneier’s method is that it does not involve breaking the law: all my statements to customs agents would be truthful. As they say, no good deed goes unpunished… I’ll likely be harassed more than the smartalec who just creates a hidden partition on his laptop and keeps the visible partition sterile. But, at least I’ll suffer with a clean conscience, whatever good that does.

 Posted by at 12:57 pm
Oct 042009
 

I bought this at our favorite Portuguese bakery the other day:

sliced breadIn case it’s not obviously visible from the picture, it’s a sliced loaf of bread… sliced lengthwise, that is.

No, I did not ask for it to be sliced lengthwise. I’d have preferred it to be sliced the conventional way, but unfortunately, I was late to the bakery, and this was the last loaf of their uniquely tasty nine-grain bread that day. So I bought it, and they were kind enough to sell it to me at a discount.

The explanation? “New employee,” I was told. Now why do I have the feeling that this new employee will not be employed at that place very long?

Then again, it could have been worse. She could have sliced it horizontally.

 Posted by at 12:30 pm
Oct 042009
 

I’ve received the most curious scam e-mail the other day. The message body was a brief one-liner: “Open the attachment and I will be glad to hear from you soon.” Not exactly the best way to start a scam, since in this day and age, most people know (you’d hope) not to open attachments coming from strangers.

I opened the attachment anyway. Well, I’m allowed to. Dare I say, I’m qualified to. I opened it because it was just an ordinary plain text file and I was curious. And yes, I had ways of knowing that it was safe even before I opened it.

Here is what the attachment contained, in its entirety:

Dearest 

With Due Respect and Humanity, I was compelled to write to you under a
humanitarian ground. My name is MRS. JULIE BRYANT; I was married to late
Dr. ADEL BRYANT, a contractor and diamond dealer for Thirty-two years
before he died in the year 2005. He died after a brief illness that
lasted only four days. Since after his death, I decided not to marry
again. When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of $3.8
Million in a Bank in Spain and the money is still there. 

Recently, My Doctor told me about my condition due to my cancer problem
and having known my condition. I have decided to handle over this money
to a honest and god fearing Individual, group organization that will
utilize this fund for the services of mankind, helping the motherless
homes, orphans, widows, as desired by my late husband when he was alive.
I want you to always remember me in your daily prayers because of my
upcoming Cancer Surgery, although I am not afraid of death hence I know
where I am going. 

With God all things are possible. As soon as I receive your reply, I
shall give you other information’s on how you can receive this money
from the bank. I will be glad to hear from you soon. 

Yours faithfully
MRS. JULIE BRYANT
Reply me at mrsjuliebryant@btinternet.com

Rosemaira Romero

TICKET No: 20511465463-7644
REF No: 5687SPL876
BATCH No: SPYU6868

You have just been awarded the sum of 950,000,00 Euros Only  which was
won by your E-MAIL Address in our EUROMILLIONES de la Primitiva Lottery
Promotions here in spain madrid. Do get back to this office with your
requirement via

(Lottery Trusi Agent)
Name: Eduardo Daniel
Email address: eduardo.daniel@btinternet.com
Email: mr.eduardodaniel@gmx.com 

Names :............
Address :................
Country :................
Phone No :..............
Occupation :..............
Age :.....................
Sex :.................

Mrs. Anita Perez ,
(Lottery coordinator

Angel Sharon

angelsharon@rediffmail.com

Dearest 

With Due Respect and Humanity, I was compelled to write to you under a
humanitarian ground. My name is Mrs Angel Sharon; I was married to late
Dr. ADEL BRYANT, a contractor and diamond dealer for Thirty-two years
before he died in the year 2005. He died after a brief illness that
lasted only four days. Since after his death, I decided not to marry
again. When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of $3.8
Million in a Bank in Spain and the money is still there. 

Recently, My Doctor told me about my condition due to my cancer problem
and having known my condition. I have decided to handle over this money
to a honest and god fearing Individual, group organization that will
utilize this fund for the services of mankind, helping the motherless
homes, orphans, widows, as desired by my late husband when he was alive.
I want you to always remember me in your daily prayers because of my
upcoming Cancer Surgery, although I am not afraid of death hence I know
where I am going. 

With God all things are possible. As soon as I receive your reply, I
shall give you other information’s on how you can receive this money
from the bank. I will be glad to hear from you soon. 

Yours faithfully
Mrs Angel Sharon
Reply me at angel.sharon@btinternet.com

Yes, that’s three scams in one e-mail. Or rather, two scams, but one repeated with two different names. The e-mail purportedly came from a “Mrs Angel Sharon” so presumably, the last of the three was the scam that they intended to send. (Note though that in this last variant, they changed the name of the widow but neglected to change the name of the husband to match). So what am I supposed to do now? Reply to all three, in the hope that I get twice the $3.8 million inheritance in addition to the €950,000 lottery win? Or perhaps I’m better off spending my limited amount of time answering some of the other e-mails I got, like the notification from a Peter Olu telling me that the government of Nigeria is ready to send me my contract payment of $4.5 million, the note from a Dr. Robert F. Johnson letting me know about a consignment briefcase of $2.5 million, the e-mail from Sgt. Tom Kennedy in Iraq who wants to give me $8 million out of $20 million that he’s trying to smuggle out of the country, or the notification from no less a personage than Robert Muller from the FBI, letting me know about the $10 million I am about to receive from Nigeria?

Do people still fall for these dumb scams? They must, otherwise they’d no longer be in circulation. And sometimes I am inclined to think that those who are greedy or stupid enough to become victims of these scamsters deserve what they get. Now, is there a way to tell scamsters that an e-mail address that has been in circulation for over 15 years does not belong to a likely victim? Guess not…

 Posted by at 12:20 pm
Sep 292009
 

In a single morning, I became over 30 million US dollars richer. At least that’s what my e-mails say:

  • I’ve been offered a 40% commission just for providing my bank account details that would allow an official to transfer $20 million out of South Africa.
  • I have supposedly received a $650,500 humanitarian grant from the United Nations, by random draw.
  • A diplomat presently at Heathrow Airport contacted me concerning my $7.5 million inheritance.
  • I also have a $15.5 million inheritance waiting for me in Nigeria.
  • Still in Nigeria, it seems that they failed to pay me another $2.5 million, due under some contract.

The total comes to $34,150,500, and all I need to do is answer these e-mails with the requested details.

Needless to say, I won’t.

 Posted by at 1:43 pm
Sep 272009
 

Back when I used to work late evenings in an office in downtown Ottawa, one of my favorite retreats after work was the bar upstairs at Friday’s Roast Beef House. Although I have not visited this fine establishment in ages, it was still shocking to hear on the news tonight that Friday’s is closing, after 37 years.

 Posted by at 3:40 am
Sep 262009
 

How times change.

Twenty-some years ago, a certain American president spoke at the Berlin Wall and said: “Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!”

He did.

Now it’s time to say the same thing over here:

Mr. Obama, Mr. Harper! Tear down this wall!

That is, tear it down before it goes up. The US-Canada border doesn’t need its Berlin wall.

 Posted by at 3:14 am
Sep 262009
 

I was a very brave person today… I peed in a toilet that I just finished installing.

So far, no sign of leaks below.

 Posted by at 1:05 am
Sep 252009
 

I’m most pleased with myself tonight. Maybe I have an aptitude for the experimental side of physics, too, as it appears that I was able to repair successfully my subfloor around the leaky toilet. I took some pictures:

Next task is to finish the floor and put the new toilet in. Maybe tomorrow, maybe not… I’m rather tired, so I might skip a day. But then again, I seem to be on a roll…

 Posted by at 2:18 am
Sep 242009
 

There are certain areas of life where decades of computer expertise are quite useless, and even a reasonably thorough knowledge of theoretical physics is only of marginal use. Replacing the rotted subfloor around a leaky toilet is one such area.

Yet this is what I am presently engaged in. So far so good… using some rather evil, foul-sounding power tools, I managed to cut out much of a square hole around the drainpipe, I’m only having trouble with some corners where the power tools don’t reach. Unfortunately, I found out that the subfloor in this bathroom is actually an inch thick, as opposed to the standard, 5/8″ board that I already bought… oh well, it wasn’t a big expense anyway, and perhaps I can use that board for some other purpose later on.

For now, it’s back to Home Depot to get a piece of inch-thick wood and also some advice on cutting out those nasty corners. Maybe they can suggest a method that would be slightly more efficient than the hammer-and-chisel approach which I attempted, with  some limited success.

While I’m at it, I shall also inquire as to whether it is possible for them to cut my boards to shape to fit around the drainpipe, so that I wouldn’t have to attempt such precision cutting using my fairly limited skills and perhaps less-than-adequate set of tools. Not to mention that I value my fingers, and prefer to have all ten of them in the right place and in full working order after I’m done with all this…

But for now, it’s rest time. I have this nasty tensor algebra program to tackle, but no matter how difficult it is, I sweat a lot less doing it than when I’m cutting a subfloor with a circular saw.

 Posted by at 3:30 pm
Sep 222009
 

I realized that I haven’t written anything in this blog for a whole week.

Back in the old days, when I was yet to convince myself to go with the times and start using the word “blog”, and I was still using my homebrew solution instead of real blogging software, I used to write something every day. I felt compelled to do so, given that I called my blog a “Day Book”. (Not an original idea, I borrowed it from Jerry Pournelle.)

But the blogging software I presently use doesn’t ask me to write something every day. So I’ve gotten sloppy. Or perhaps I have nothing meaningful to say.

Or maybe it is Facebook’s fault… I’m still debating with myself if it was the right thing to do, but I linked this blog to Facebook, so everything I write here shows up there, too. (Translation for those who read this on Facebook: everything you read, right here, right now, was originally posted “over there”, on my blog site.) I don’t know why it should intimidate me, but it does. Maybe it’s the idea that on Facebook, people actually read (sometimes) what I write, which is an odd sensation… I am used to writing in my blog with the near certain knowledge that nobody will read it, so I felt free to speak my mind.

Or maybe it’s just that I’ve been doing too much tensor algebra in recent days, all part of a devious plan to procrastinate, because once I stop doing that, I’ll have to start to think seriously about what I am going to do with a small bathroom downstairs that is in a severe need of repair…

 Posted by at 3:02 am
Sep 142009
 

I always loved the music of Vera Lynn, especially her “We’ll Meet Again”, featured at the end of the immortal picture Dr. Strangelove.

But, I admit I didn’t even know that Vera Lynn was still alive, much less that her recently re-released “Best of…” album was about to top the UK charts! Which it did, this week, beating a competition that included no lesser stars than The Beatles, with their remastered albums.

Wow. Congrats, Dame Vera. Well deserved.

 Posted by at 9:34 pm
Sep 132009
 

My wife and I have been married 17 years today. Yes, I can certainly take a few, or make that many, more years like these.

 Posted by at 12:37 am
Sep 092009
 

Finally, an idea I’ve had years ago seems to have occurred to others, too… namely, cutting down on spam e-mail by verifying that the originating server is a valid server for the sender’s domain. The mechanism developed for this purpose is called SPF, or Sender Policy Framework. I just set up my domains with SPF records… let’s see what happens! Of course SPF is not going to do the trick until a number of major providers begin to adopt it, but the fact that gmail has done so is quite encouraging.

 Posted by at 11:50 pm
Sep 082009
 

A friend of mine visited this weekend from the US, and bought some Hungarian salami. It was confiscated at the border upon his return. They couldn’t fine him, because he wasn’t hiding anything, but two nice, yummy (not to mention pricey) sticks of world class salami are now in the garbage somewhere, probably marked with biohazard stickers.

He was given extra scrutiny because last year, when he brought back some salami from Hungary, it, too, was confiscated. After all, Protecting the Homeland cannot be accomplished without preventing Americans from eating foreign meats on home soil. (Curiously, before Hungary joined the EU in 2004, the same salami was widely available in the US but not in Canada. It is the same salami, made using the same hundred-year-old recipe.)

My friend’s misfortune reminded me of one of my encounters with Canada’s fearless protectors of the border many years ago: I drove to Ogdensburg to pick up a parcel (value: approximately 20 dollars) but on the way back, I also visited a Radio Shack where I found some high capacity NiCd batteries (value: approximately 20 dollars). At the border, it didn’t even occur to me to mention the batteries, I did mention that I went to pick up a package. They decided to search my car. They found the batteries. They kept me at the border post for a whole hour, while they did the paperwork necessary in order for me to pay about 5 dollars in sales tax on the imported items. They also warned me that my name will be on some list for a year or more, and that I should anticipate increased scrutiny in the future. Apart from the fact that this experience was both annoying and intimidating, I was also wondering: is this really the best use of taxpayer money?

Then there’s the Sunday last year when I was driving to the US to attend a conference, only to be drilled by a US border agent extensively about why I am going and who’s paying me. I kept telling him that the only paying that’s being done is payment of a hefty conference fee by me, and eventually, managed to convince him to look up the conference Web pages (on a NASA Web site, no less) that, fortunately, contained a list of all attendees. Thus I was able to enter the great United States of America without being further accused of trying to steal a job from an illegal Mexican immigrant.

Or here’s another experience: I was flying back from Europe, and at Ottawa airport, I was asked if I had a laptop. Yes, I answered. I was asked if I use it for personal purposes. Yes, I answered. So I was directed to the examination room. Ahead of me, a person had two laptops, a Mac and a PC, and Canada Customs’ well trained experts had real trouble examining the Mac. For this reason, they kept me waiting. And waiting. Meanwhile, they were going through the family photos of my fellow passenger. The time I spent waiting kept me thinking. I decided that under no circumstances will I give these goons my passwords, or give them control of my machine. I would tell them that the machine’s data are encrypted (they are) and that they are free to confiscate the computer, which would only cost me some money and some inconvenience, as I’d have to set up a new laptop with all the software I use. But I did not escape from a one-party dictatorship only to give up basic, fundamental rights to privacy just because these goons look at me, in my mid forties, and conclude that I must be dumb enough to traffic in kiddie porn, carrying it on a physical laptop across the border. Fortunately, I did not have to test my resolve: to their credit, they first apologized to me a couple of times because of the extra wait, and eventually (after some 20 minutes or more), they let me go without inspecting the laptop. But, my policy stands… indeed, I am ready to follow one of security expert Bruce Schneier’s recommendations and encrypt the laptop prior to crossing a border using a one-time, unrecoverable password that I first communicate to a third party in a safe third country. That way, I could tell them truthfully that nobody, neither they nor I, can recover the contents of the laptop for inspection.

Anyhow, here is my question, to the citizens of the US and Canada. Clearly, these people do not serve our collective interests. Even when they (rather rarely) catch the occasional kiddie porn or drug trafficker, the price we pay, I submit, is way too high. In any case, it seems that most of the time they’re just harassing law-abiding citizens for the fun of it, because they can. Supposedly, our great countries are true democracies. So… exactly why do we keep these bullies, these goons, in lawful employment, costing taxpayers billions of dollars every year, why don’t we kick them in the butt so hard that they wouldn’t even be able to sit for weeks, and get rid of this stupid, anachronistic border control system?

Meanwhile, in Europe, you can land at the airport in Lisbon, Portugal, rent a car, and drive all the way to Vilnius, Lithuania, without ever being stopped for a customs inspection. The example set by Europe is not always something we should follow, but perhaps in this case, we should make an exception and get rid of this ridiculousness. And the goons.

 Posted by at 12:35 pm