December 3, 2007 The third segment of The Art of Teaching English Poorly. No more stellar than the first two, probably a bit worse, in-fact. Reflections on the people around the protagonist on a shuttle bus towards an airport.
December 2, 2007 Its a rare month that I don't find some angry article about the problems of universities in America. If only they did X, or they implemented policy Y. I have a suspicion though, that the fault with American universities lies in a much broader social problem.
December 1, 2007 Sometimes we find relief in life's nuances... simply because they are predictable when nothing else can be relied upon. Part two of Zen and the Art of Teaching English Poorly.
December 1, 2007 Chapter one of Zen and the Art of Teaching English Poorly. On beginnings.
December 1, 2007 Sometimes the urge to write strikes you, and you have to take that opportunity when its there. It won't always pan out. But thats expected.
December 1, 2007 A rather rough and tumble walkthrough for using Django and JQuery to make autocomplete input fields.
December 1, 2007 I've been working on a Facebook application with a couple of friends recently. We decided to use PyFacebook library, but there was a brief period of intense confusion on my part about how to use the PyFacebook library without the included middleware. I worked through it, though, and this article has some advice on how you can do the same.
November 25, 2007 A slight typo deleted all the images on the server... they'll be coming back soon.
November 5, 2007 My favorite album so far this year. Whether you call it trip-hop or electronica, its ambiguous in all the best ways, and definitely worth a listen. You Are Beautiful At All Times by Yppah is a gem.
November 5, 2007 Some thoughts about one of Pirsig's arguments in Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, as viewed from the eyes of a programmer. Are my thoughts valid? Correct? True? Well. That probably depends on context.
November 5, 2007 Life anywhere has its little frustrations. Normally we just get over it and move on. Sometimes the frustrations keep getting thrown back at you again and again. The best of us move on anyway. The rest of us occasionally find the intense need to dwell on it a bit.