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[71] Of Ann Arbor Art Fair

Life is getting out of hand. I am still trying to get hold on my life after all of these years.

Pleasingly, The __earth Inc. received its 1800th visitor after eight months it came online. That particular visitor was from Kodak.com and to be precise he or she was from Rochester, New York. I have absolutely no idea who was that but I’ve visited Rochester a few months back. Whoever you are, I wish to thank you for visiting The __earth Inc. Yeah, 200 more visitors and voila, the sacred number 2000!

Updating and maintaining this site has proved to be a daunting task. I thought it was going to be an easy job but I was wrong. It requires more time than what I am willing to spend. Yet, the satisfaction of having a personal site is something to be enjoyed alone by the creator. It’s something that I enjoy greatly. After eight months of continuous building and modification, The __earth Inc. still hasn’t been completed by me. After eight months, it has been praised and mock. It has even been hacked but nevertheless, the damage was negligible.

Eight months. I can’t believe how eight months had passed so far and how I have done so little. Oh how I wish that I have a time machine. I need to change the past. Damn, I am digressing.

Lastly, I wish the visitors will continue to visit this site and support it Together, we shall rule the universe. Hmm… A little bit ambitious aren’t we?

I went to the ongoing Art Fair at South University St. after having a lunch with the gang yesteraday. They were a bit reluctant to go to fair and told me that we should go there tomorrow instead of today. Their reason was – the day was hot. I then replied “yeah, like tomorrow is going to be a lot cooler. It’s summer man.”

We had a debate but then, I was tired arguing with them and decided to use my “mind trick” on their weak mind. Guess what? It worked!

So, he walked from the lousy Stockwell dining hall to the Art Fair via the Diag. The fair was about, well, art but there were nothing much to see at the South U. St. other than paintings and stuffs. Maybe we should have gone to State St. instead because according to Ronnie, there are a lot of artifacts over there instead of paintings and paintings and paintings. Yet, there was one booth that offered something different and made the visit worthwhile.

This one booth exhibited steel sculptures, the sculptures that resemble roller coaster track but instead of trains, balls were made to roll on the track. First, I saw a small scale sculpture and was immediately impressed by the work of art. I told David that I want it. It should be fun to have one of those things inside of my room.

Immediately next to the petty track stood a two-meter high steel sculpture with more than a dozen steel balls being lifted up by electric-powered gear and rolled down the track at a decent speed simultaneously. I was frozen there for minutes trying to keep track of the balls routes. One of the guys realized that I was absorbed by those gadget. So, they pulled me away from the booth.

Later, we strolled down the South U. until the street meets up with Geddes. There, there was a guitar-playing guy that looked like he had just had hashish. Nevertheless, his music was cool.

I was enjoying myself when a member of the party insisted that we go home. I know he was not having a good time so I realized that there was no point of arguing with him. On that, we headed home but before we were out of the fair area, I saw a sign that said “Make a difference” or sort of that. Nearby, I saw a girl on a wheelchair expressing herself by painting on a huge piece of paper laid on the ground. I stood there and stared at her while watching the others walked passed beside me. I just stood there and pitied at the sweet little girl. I wish God wouldn’t have been so cruel to her.

Knowing that life goes on, I tried to get her off my mind and walked toward home under the scorching Sun.

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Books & printed materials

[70] Of The Turk

I’ve updated __earth Inc.’s source code last week. As you can see, the scroll bar has been changed to suit the current __earth Inc.’s design. Admittedly, I didn’t construct the code by myself but it was taken from a site. However, I didn’t take the whole lot of the code and paste it into the source code but rather I did some alteration of myself.

Not much happened in my life except that I am getting too indiscipline for my own good. Throughout the weeks, I’d promised myself to revise my mathematics but that promise was eroded easily. Although the current math level to my pleasure does not provide a significant challenge to me, such complacency is dangerous. It was this sort of complacency that made me lost an A, in fact, a few A’s for the past few semesters.

Nevertheless, my life has started to resemble the way I had lived it a few years ago. I’m starting to read comics; currently, my taste stands with Darkhorse Comics instead of Marvel and books. Usually, I would read fantasy and science fiction novels but now, the taste changed to something more serious.

During the Fourth of July, a few friends of mine accompanied me to Borders Bookstore nearby Ann Arbor’s downtown. The first section that I visited was as always, fantasy and science fiction section. I was searching for Kim Robinson’s Blue Mars, which is the last installment of the Martian trilogy. It’s one of the best sci-fi novels ever written last decade.

I was about to buy Blue Mars until I found this newly released book by Tom Standage entitled “The Turk” under the chess section. I couldn’t tell why did I suddenly invested such an interest at the chess section but I sat there for nearly an hour and in effect, managed to finished off a few chapters. Later, I bought the book for USD 25. What made me bought the book was not because it looks impressive. The reason was because it discusses about The Turk, a name that strike a chord inside of my head.

Back when I was a small boy, I was introduced to the game of chess by my uncle. I must say that I am not an expert player but playing chess provide a satisfaction that no other game could present. On the other hand, one of my favorite subjects is history. Therefore, I am quite please to say that I have a splitter knowledge of chess history even when I was about 12 years old. It was during this time that I heard the machine called The Turk.

The Turk was a machine, an automaton to be precise, that could play chess; a mechanical being that could think on its own, built by Wolfgang Von Kempelen back during the 18th century. The idea of a being that consists only gears and metals could play chess is absurd but somehow in history, The Turk was a formidable chess player. For about one century, the Europeans were tricked into believing that this mechanical being could think on its own.

I myself was not well-versed in The Turk’s history but at the moment I read the book, my first thought was that someone must be inside of the machine. I believe that a machine that was made out of just bolts and nuts couldn’t think for itself. The idea of the machine such as that could play chess is an insult to human intelligence. Nevertheless, after reading a few chapters, the author somehow managed to convince me to seriously think that the automaton could think for itself, which was foolish of me. Only near the end of the book did the author revealed that the automaton was a fraud. Nevertheless, Francis Willis, one of The Turk scrutinizer thought that, as mentioned in the book:

“…the Turk as a mechanical puzzle to be solved, rather than a fraud to be uncovered.”

Truly, whether it was a hoax or not, The Turk itself was designed by an excellent man whom managed to keep the secret on how The Turk works to his death. If you are curious of what empowered The Turk, read the book. You’ll be surprised at the answer no matter how obvious the answer is.

Yet, after analyzing the content of the book, I believe the main idea of the book is not about the rich history of The Turk which had played against well-known figure nor about the secret that Kempelen kept. The book actually discusses about human dreams of building a machine that could think for its own good; an artificial intelligence. Quoting the book, this in turn paraphrased Lady Byron in London:

“Unlike the machines of the industrial revolution, which replace human physical activity, this fragment of the Difference Engine, like the Turk, raised the possibility that machine might eventually be capable of replacing mental activity too.”

Latter part of the book, there is a chapter that entitled “The Turk versus Deep Blue” which I haven’t read yet but the title itself convinced me that the main idea of the book concerns about artificial intelligence rather than the “Promethean heat” that empowered The Turk.

Be mindful, this book is not a sci-fi. It’s an investigative book that discuss real history.

Read this for a related post.

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Personal Politics & government

[69] Of Mahathir’s announcement and Top of the Park

Malaysia … Don’t say it isn’t you … because you know, I do love you too! I am waiting for an answer..
– Cupcake, www.swirve.com

The World Cup is nearing its end with Brazil almost for certain will win this fight yet again. It’s a pity that the South Korean team failed to beat off Germany for if they did, being an Asia is cooler than I thought it would be.

People at Ann Arbor were excited and somebody even drew a huge South Korea flag at the Diag.

Well, the Asian teams lost but in the end, Asia managed to prove to the world that they’re worth more than being just a cheap labor market.

Another interesting development in Asia was a retirement announcement by Asia’s longest serving Prime Minister, Dr. Mahathir Mohamad. What surprised me more was how that event received tons of attention by the Americans’ media. The Washington Post wrote an article about it. A few other major newspapers even printed the news at the front page! Imagine that. Malaysia has truly caught the eyes of the world. Or maybe it’s just Mahathir.

Nevertheless, Mahathir was irresponsible. Announcing his retirement at such an abrupt time will do nothing but hurt the country’s recovering economy. Mahathir shouldn’t have done that, whether he orchestrated it or not.

Seeing through my blurry eyes, I would say that Mahathir cannot leave the throne yet. He has no worthy successor. However, I’m not saying that Abdullah Ahmad Badawi is not a good leader but Malaysia needs a leader with visions; a leader better than Mahathir, or at least on par. Before the economy crisis, Anwar Ibrahim promised Malaysia something but his fall was unfortunate. From that day on, Malaysia has only Mahathir to steer her helm.

Well, whatever it is, right now, Ann Arbor is as hot as hell. (Despite my words, no, I haven’t been to hell. Oh c’mon, it’s just an expression.) I can’t believe Michigan’s weather. Last month, it was cold regardless we called the season spring and then suddenly, the Sun is baking the Earth.

Yet, summer is fun. At the Fletcher Structure, Top of the Park Summer Fest is going on at full stream. Staying near AA’s cultural sites, I visited the Fair with a few friends, namely David, JJ and Batcha. Ronnie was there too but he seems to be more excited of being with his other friend. Truly, the Fair was amazing.

Last Sunday, there were this famous Blues ban from Detroit performing at the Fair. They were versatile; playing trombone, saxophone, you name it for 3 straight hours without even taking a breath. I had a good time. I’m going to the Fair again this week. Hell, make it everyday.

Well, spring has gone away with the wind and a few friends have gone home, back to Malaysia. I wish them safe journey.

Paeh, sorry aa. Nanti aku belikan ko sweat shirt bile aku balik nanti.

Tod, ko datang aa Michigan kalau ko nak baju tu.

Cherap, I’m so sorry because I won’t be able to send you off to the U.K.

Zeff, singgah aa US haram.

Adam, please accept my apology for not going home. I have more important thing to do. By the way, I think you would rather spend more time with that girl than me huh? :p

Apad, kenape ko tanye aku balik ke tak? Ko rindu kat aku ek? :)

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Sci-fi

[68] Of I love you Tanya

He woke up and realized it was morning. The checked his alarm clock. It was still early, two more hours before the intended time he wished to wake up. He contemplated for awhile on whether he should just get up from bed or continue having his sweet dream. For minutes, he laid on his bed thinking about the bleak future, the future that promised nothing but darkness.

There is nothing more to dream, he said to himself. I want to get up and savor these last moments of mine, he said in his mind.

Wearing nothing, he felt the coldness of living in the Underground. So, he took his favorite blanket to provide the warmth that he needed.

“Cold”, he said. “I should check the internet for the latest news.”

So, he went to his desk and sat in front of his computer. A flat screen with a powerful processor, he had what a boy could only dream of.

“Computer – 2D mode.”

The computer switched on, initiating its operating system quietly. The screen flashed a red light and then suddenly the light that came out from the liquid crystal screen changed from red to something brighter. He covered his eyes, trying to help his retina to adjust accordingly to the lights.

“Welcome Sir. Today is the-”

“Zero volume please”, he interrupted Gaia.

He saw a dark wallpaper on his LCD. It was one of his favorite backgrounds for his computer desktop. His desktop was highly customized but today’s wallpaper provides an ironic meaning. He sighed and touched the Netscape Version 21.1icon near the bottom of the LCD and the Reuters’ website came alive.

The latest reports were already in. Some of the latest headlines told him that the Moslems and the Israelis had finally learned to live peacefully side by side. He smiled at himself, realizing that Human did want peace but considering the current situation, all were nothing but too late. Another headlines read “Jesus Failed to Come to Expectation”.

Another false savior killed by the Book people, he said without pronouncing anything. He turned his head to the clock. It was 0630 hours. He opened up his diary and in it, written meet Tanya.

He stood up and went to washroom to take up his ablutions.

“A few more days if the calculation is correct.”

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“Hi there!”

“Tanya, how are you today?” he asked.

“Well, with a few more hours to go, I don’t know exactly how I feel”.

He observed her. He could see in her eyes that she was scared. He was scared too but he tried to be brave. Everybody felt the same way too, whether one was a president of the greatest block or the bagger in the smelly sewer system. “I know what you mean. Where are you heading to?”

“I’m going upstairs to watch the stars. They say that with the current development, we could see Jupiter as brighter than ever”.

Yes, somehow, the Jupiter’s inept gases are being ionized, making it to produce a bit of light. Actually, I’m interested to see it too. May I join you?”

“I will be more than glad”, Tanya replied with a smile.

She is beautiful but why am I holding this feeling. Those words were audible in his head. Nevertheless, this feeling will matter not anymore. It’s too late but yet, what do I have to lose if I express it?

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“I still remember the days when at night, the temperature was not as hot as right now. I wish those days will be will be a reality for those who chose to live on. I really do.”

“Why didn’t you choose to go with Hope? You were given the chance but yet, you refused it. Most people would kill for a place in that ship.”

“I don’t know. Maybe I am just tired living this life. And you, what is your reason?” she asked him back with a softer tone.

“I… I have nothing more to fight for. This Earth is my home and I want to stay with her. I will never abandon her. I fight for her all my life and now, the end is almost here. I can’t abandon her after years of work. If I must fall with her, I will”.

He scoured the night sky for Jupiter. Indeed, Jupiter had become the second brightest celestial object in the night sky. “Do you still remember Orion? They say that it was the most recognizable constellations throughout Human history”.

He checked his PDA, twenty more seconds.

“Yes. Things changed after million of years. But that part of the sky was called the Orionides. Betelgeuse was there, before it went-”

“I love you Tanya”, he cut Tanya short. Tanya was shocked but then all was too late. All ceased to exist, at least in the Solar system.

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Gaming

[67] Of Soldiers of Fortune 2 and The Land of the Shadows (10:44)

The __earth Inc. is having a minor renovation. If time premits, __earth Inc. will be transfered to University of Michigan’s domain. Yahoo!’s Geocities’ current policies are making it hard for The __earth Inc. to improve its coding frequently; 5 MB of data per month transfer rate is simply insufficient.

Check out the latest games in the market. Check out Jedi Knight 2: Jedi Outcast and Soldier of Fortune 2: Double Helix. CS is dead.

The screenshot above is from Soldier of Fortune 2: Double Helix’s Multiplayer mode on redcoat.net server. Redcoat.net is one of the few cracked servers available on GameSpy Arcade. The game is a fast paced first-person shooter game using a Quake engine. Many have compared this game to Counterstrike. Nevertheless, Counterstrike will always be a legend for all first-person shooter gamers.

The regular Redcoat.net players are __earth (me), Gummy Bear, MadDiesal, Manganese, Blackanese (was kicked due to public demand), Rustyarmor (usually plays under my nick (__earth) because his workstation is f**ked up), VeeDub, Shoot Me, Einsten’s Deviant Mind, the THR clan, LW clan (daBomb’s clan), cc clan and a few others. Interestingly, I have developed a sort of friendship with them; just like what happened while when I was playing Utopia. A tribute to Mark from San Jose State University, JP who lives just across the Ambassador’s Bridge (your departure saddened us all), Mike the King from somewhere in the US, Bekko from Sweden (I think but I am certain he is from the Scandavania), Rion from Brunei (you should had changed your nick to Shadow too, maybe Shadow of Power instead of Powerpuff), a few Australians and others which I haven’t had the chance to befriend with properly.

Hail to the Shadows. We shall cast our Shadows over the world.

Members of The Land of Shadows (10:44), previously The Kingdom of Legend (45: 24)

Apocacy
Corealis Cappa
Crazy Marine
Elven Archer
Entrophy
Grendoc
I Retail
ICES HELL AGE
Land of the Hill
Minonokuni
Miwwiw Ville
PowerPuff
Shadow Bungalo
Shadow Chaser
Shadow Drainer
Shadow forest
Shadow King
Shadow of Fanatic
Shadow of Heaven
Shadow Onyx
Shadow Stalker
Shadow Void
Shadow Zone
The Honorable
Ultimate Force

Other respected members – Shadow Lord (Shadowpass, he had inspired us to become one with the Shadows), Shadow Minds (your opinion are not to be taken lightly), Shadow Cloud (sorry, we had to eliminate you. It’s nothing personal) and Shadow of Death (although we had our differences, we were the conspirators that overthrown the first King).

May our friendship last long, although its a web based friendship.

p/s – JP, thanks for helping me solved a Physics problem back in 2001.