Google Desktop
Since I’ve stopped being able to use my Mac @ work a while ago, I reverted to using Linux (in one distro or another, which is beside the point here). Now being used to having spotlight at the tip of my fingers (so to speak) I found it hard to adjust to what there was available for indexing and searching at Linux-land.
The best bet there was at the time (and until recently actually) was Beagle and even if it did have some of the features I required I could never get it to work properly on my desktop. I’ve been using Macs for a while now and I just can’t be bothered with all the hassle my friends and co-workers go through in order to get something like this running (and note that I said “running”, I didn’t even dare to go so far as to say “running smoothly“…)
Now I’ve recently been attuned to the Linux version of the Google Desktop by a friend and after using it for a couple-three weeks I must say that even though it doesn’t compare with spotlight (blessed are those who never knew anything better than what they have now), it sure beats Beagle by a long way.
Now if I could only be sure that Google will never, ever do any evil I could even turn on the “Advanced Features”… But being the suspicious guy I am, I think I’ll pass on those.
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Dead Combo - The campaign concert
The Dead Combo concert at Santiago Alquimista was a good show. I quite liked it and I’m glad I went, even if I’m not truly enticed to go see them play live again. The music was good and the atmosphere was pleasant enough, but I don’t think it warrants a repeat.
Anyway, I did get their latest record (vinyl-only edition, yeah!) and I find it pleasant enough to listen to at home.
Pictures (cell-phone only) here.
Oh! and an anecdote about the show: I found out about it via last.fm. It said there would be a concert on that day and that’s all. I then went to the Santiago’s site to find out more and there, also, it was only mentioned that they were going to play there, so I hooked up with a friend and we went there on the night of the concert.
But then when we got there we found out that this was a political campaign event (for the local elections soon to be held in Lisbon, and for which I cannot even vote) and that while it was free (as in no charge), we would have to have invitations to attend.
Luckily they were really great people and when we explained that we didn’t actually know about this and we’d only gone to see the band they let us in all the same.
Also lucky was the fact that there was hardly any political campaigning and the concert began as soon as the band got there (almost an hour and a half late, of course).
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Originally written on Jul 13, 2007 @ 10:04Read article on it's own page (permalink)
A montanha russa
Quem inventou o termo “montanha russa emocional” teve realmente um rasgo de inspiração raro. O termo é perfeito e descreve absolutamente o estado.
E o pior é que quando uma pessoa é apanhada numa dessas não há grande coisa a fazer a não ser agarrar-se ao (pouco) que a consiga prender dentro do carrinho, fechar os olhos e gritar. Gritar até ficar anestesiado.
Depois é só esperar que a viagem termine e rezar a todos os santinhos para não acabar num sítio ainda pior.
Mas o que não se deve fazer, em circunstância alguma, é cair na malvada tentação de acreditar que se pode refazer o que foi irremediavelmente desfeito (ou, pior ainda, tentar fazê-lo). Isso dá direito a uma descida brutal, daquelas em que o estômago fica lá em cima e que parece que nunca mais nos vai apanhar e ainda por cima , como estávamos distraídos a pensar/fazer coisas estúpidas, nem sequer nos agarrámos bem e vamos assim, completamente desamparados, em direcção ao chão.
Nestas alturas a palavra optimista toma um outro significado — estúpido.
E potencialmente, um estúpido esborrachadinho no chão.
Odeio alturas. E não faço a mínima ideia de quanto tempo a viagem dura.
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