<David> I don't know why, but I keep running into things that I want to reproduce here. I have (in my search for knowledge, and a good grade) been using several programming books. One of them, "The Practice of Programming" (by Kernighan and Pike) contained not only a great hash function for my Data Structures program, but a great program for generating readable text. The program "reads" a normal piece of literature, and generates a similar piece. The geniuses who wrote this book decided to feed it nothing other than the entire book of Psalms. So, I now present for your reading pleasure Psalm 151, a psalm of bytes.
Blessed is the man of the net. Turn thee unto me, and raise me up, that I may tell all my fears. They looked unto him, he heard. My praise shall be blessed. Wealth and riches shall be saved. Thou hast dealt well with thy hid treasure: they are cast into a standing water, the flint into a standing water, and dry ground into water springs.
Selah.
If you want to make one yourself, here is an online program that can generate them for you, and here you can get the entire text of the Bible to paste in. Check back tomorrow for a new version of the creation story. (If you prefer feeding it entire books instead of chapters, you can get them here.) </David> <!--5:55 PM-->
<David> John Adams to Abigail Smith.
"Oh my dear Girl, I thank Heaven that another Fortnight will restore you to me, after so long a seperation. My soul and Body have both been thrown into Disorder by your Absence, and a Month or two more would make me the most insufferable Cynick in the World. I see nothing but Faults, Follies, Frailties, and Defects in any Body, lately. People have lost all their good Properties or I my Justice, or Discernment.
But you who have always softened and warmed my Heart, shall restore my Benevolence as well as my Health and Tranquility of mind. You shall polish and refine my sentiments of Life and Manners, banish all the unsocial and ill natured Particles of my Composition, and form me to the happer Temper that can reconcile a quick descernment with a perfect Candour.
Believe me, now & ever yr. faithful,
Lysander"
I ran into this in a compilation of letters from the fathers of our country. Perhaps what the Cynic needs is a woman. </David> <!--2:41 PM-->
<David> Hmm, I am writing this post from my living room floor. I have just finished installing Win2K on a new computer for my good buddy, Sam Allen. The system is a nice nforce2 based 2200 ghz with onboard geForce4 MX, FireWire, 6 channel surround, and dual monitor support. If you want one built for a very reasonable price, don't hesistate to ask. Well, time to watch more Trigun. Love and Peace. </David> <!--11:07 PM-->
<David> Another day of programming, this time lots of math and figuring which formulas are better. The best hashing function I have come up with takes a 10,000,000 pointer array, and suffers 10% collision. I'd like to get under ten, but I'm not sure how. I could always go higher then ten million, but that's kinda cheap. I'm thinking about geometry functions, I might be able to get better mileage out of them. So far n^x has been good (ie. value^2 or value^3) but x^n has been slightly better. I'd like to use the size of the eventual word in the figuring, but so far I can only use it in the condensing. I guess the question is how perfect must the hash be? Is perfection better than speed? Oh well, I'll figure something out.
Hmmm, I'm sure Anna is loving this. Math sprinkled all over my fun programming.
That's the day in my life, not a lot to look at, but much learning has occurred. I am anxious to use what I have learned in personal pursuits of fun programming. Sure, these blow Dr. *cough*'s assignments out of the water in interestingness, but I'd always rather be doing some OpenGL. That said, I must be going to bed. Goodnight All. </David> <!--3:39 AM-->
<David> Well, another day of programming bliss. I spent many hours today creating a wonderfully small algorithm for finding all the anagrams in a dictionary file. In other words, all the words which are re-arrangements of other words. I did this using two sets, self-sorted lists. Total lines of code, 53. Runtime, under two seconds for a 45,000+ word dictionary. I am very happy!
In other news, I ran into another person who is quite wierd. I have been getting to know a girl at my church who is quite strange. No, before you all ask I will inform you that there is no interest or progression of interest in this case. Just fascination at the general wierdness of humankind. At least now when people ask me if I was dropped as a child I can point to my head.
Disturbed Link:
Bonsai Kittens </David> <!--1:01 AM-->
<David> Ran a test on download/upload speed. Some fool must be using our upload to put his entire dvd collection online.
I'm wondering how LU measures up. Oh, and Ardith, you might not want to try the test, it could take days. </David> <!--7:19 PM-->
<David> Why does the sun come up do early? You'd think it would wait until a decent hour before starting the day and driving people to wake their children up for dentist appointments. I wouldn't mind at all if morning waited until around ten, and the sun didn't set until midnight or so.
Yes, I had to get up early this morning. At 6:30 I was roused from my slumber to prepare for tooth cleaning. It seems that, with only one viable car, I must be part of an endless train of people being brought to work. So, I waited on the steps of Dr. Birden's office for half an hour. At least I had my Data Structures book.
After that incident (and I only had one small cavity, probably due to my excessive increase in pop consumption) I got home and decided to finish up my maze program for Data Structures. But when I got started, I realized that I wanted to actually draw the mazes, even though it wasn't required. So I wrote a :: windows app :: to do so, and before I knew it I had sunk several extra hours in the assignment. Oh well, it was kinda fun and might even net me some extra credit. Always a good thing.
It looks like no Trigun tonight, my Dad is too tired. I've been keeping him up late *grin*. I'm feeling in need of a late night snack! </David> <!--11:11 PM-->
<David> Well, "we" watched two more episodes of Trigun.
Check out what Linux hackers have done to the X-Box. Hurrah for Linux!
Wow, I feel quite sickened by the Cynic's disturbed links of the day. I'm going to just not click on any links I find there for a while. Well, I have to go to the dentist in the morning, so goodnight all! </David> <!--12:45 AM-->
<David> Well, here I am posting again. I had a pretty good night, there is a upper high school / college thing Sunday nights that's pretty good. Oh, and Sunday mornings for the college class there's a guy going through some fairly deep apologetics. I have to wonder how many people aren't getting any of it. Its stuff like the fundamental law of non-contradiction and intellectual arguments for the existence of God. Lots of fun. However, the most amazing thing today happened tonight. I finally convinced my Dad to watch "one" epidode of Trigun. So a little before ten I popped it in and we sat down. One thing led to another and after the fourth episode my dad decided he really ought to go to bed, seeing as he has work in the morning and its nearly midnight. Hurrah! Now I have an excuse to watch it through again. </David> <!--12:56 AM-->
<David> I'm Blogging because I don't have anything to do right now. Hmm, that might be dangerous. I watched the end of Coyboy Bebop today, its pretty good, and the animation is very well done. However I don't find in it the depth of thought that is so prevalent in Trigun. I guess nothing will ever match my first anime love. Well, I actually saw the car I got smacked in, I had no idea it was smashed as bad as it is. The bang in is around two feet, and my chair was very very squished. Another chance to thank God, it could have been quite bad. I had a buddy over last night, Ben, and we played alot of FPS, from Battlefield 1942 to avp2. I love being an alien. I can run on walls and ceilings, and I'm fast and hard to see. Well, there must be something around here I should be doing, but I'm just not sure what it is. Or maybe I know what I ought to do and just don't want to do it. Either would explain my aimless wandering. That said, back to wandering. </David> <!--5:43 PM-->
The Blogs of Other Musers
(Or should I say Muses)
Fearless Leader
Guiltless Cynic
Singular Human
Randomness Master
Food Maker
PA Extraordinaire
Wench I stole
a Hankerchief from
Brother Enoch,
Alaskan Explorer
Brother Dan,
Argentina Aborigine
Damian The Blessed,
Bringer of Trigun
Vocal Thinker
SuperMan: The Hamster
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