Thursday 26 March 2009

Missing the 90's

Some lost precious treasures like Hazel wont ever be recovered.

Wednesday 25 March 2009

Breakpoint


Grand Hotel Europa suite, Austria.


A breakpoint, in software development, is an intentional stopping or pausing place in a program, put in place for debugging purposes. More generally, a breakpoint is a means of acquiring knowledge about a program during its execution. During the interruption, the programmer inspects the test enviroment (logs, memory, files, etc.) to find out whether the program functions as expected.

In practice, a breakpoint consists of one or more conditions that determine when a program's execution should be interrupted.

The most common form of a breakpoint is one where the program's execution is interrupted before a programmer-specified instruction is executed. This is often referred to as an instruction breakpoint.

Other kinds of conditions can also be used, such as the reading, writing, or modification of a specific location in an area of memory. This is often referred to as a data breakpoint, or a watchpoint.

Breakpoints can also be used to interrupt execution at a particular time, or upon a keystroke etc.

Many processors include support for breakpoints (typically instruction and data breakpoints). Such hardware may include limitations, for example not allowing breakpoints on instructions located in branch delay slots. This kind of limitation is imposed by the microarchitecture of the processor, so varies from processor to processor.

Without hardware support, debuggers have to implement breakpoints in software. For instruction breakpoints, this is a comparatively simple task of replacing the instruction at the location of the breakpoint. But implementing data breakpoints in software can greatly reduce the performance of the application being debugged.

Some programming language implementations expose their debugging functions for use by other programs. For example, some FORTRAN dialects have an AT statement, which was originally intended to act as an instruction breakpoint. Python implements a debugger accessible from a Python program. These facilities can be and are abused to act like the COMEFROM statement.

Monday 23 March 2009

Thursday 19 March 2009

Wednesday 18 March 2009

Cool beverages in 129


Absolutely cool. Look at it... It's gorgeous!

Emelie's (one of the most beautiful women in Europe, love her, rawr) room bizarre beverages. A 33cl can of refreshing SLAP! in your face. Pretty much one of the coolest (also one of a kind) cans in the world. And it contains latte macchiato ready to be swallowed. But watch out! don't try to pour this crap on a glass in order to see the beautiful bitonal macchiato coffee vs milk effect, couse it would scare the shit out of you!

But... it looks great and tastes sooooo goooooood.

Tuesday 17 March 2009

Sunday 15 March 2009

Saturday 14 March 2009

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"A friend in needs a friend indeed,
A friend who bleeds is better,
My friend confessed, she passed the test,
And we will never sever."
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Thursday 12 March 2009

Not you, not me

Not
you not,
me, not now,
  not ever, be clever.
Not never, not always will
 love you forever. Be safe,
 be right, try always 
before you buy. 
Not me, not
 you.


G.M.R. 2009

¡Ahora tu!



Monday 9 March 2009

Wingspan

Once I wrote this on this blog: "I carry you on the sleeve, wide open, with the wingspan of a royal turkey"

This morning, I was having a relaxing walk through the gardens of Schloss Ambras castel in Tyrol when I suddenly saw one of those magnificent creatures! And I thought: "Oh my gooosshh, is that a fucking peacock?'' (no royal turkeys anymore).



I wanted to get closer and then I realised that it really was... a fucking peacock!!! (Wooooaaah, check it out), so I went upstairs and sitted in front of it. A huge wingspan spreading some beatiful colours on the grey floor. As soon as my ass got frozen on the stone bench I realized that those feathers were bigger than some memories.


Innsbruck, Austria.

Wednesday 4 March 2009

Black holes

Leicester Square station, 5:33 am. London.


"Black holes are where god divided by zero" (?)
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There's always a non religious or abstract demonstration for an undefinition in nature. Remember, don't you?

Monday 2 March 2009

Perfection

I got my head, but my head is unraveling
Cant keep control, cant keep track of where its traveling
I got my heart but my heart is no good
And youre the only one thats understood
I come along but I dont know where youre taking me
I shouldnt go but youre reaching back and shaking me
Turn off the sun, pull the stars from the sky
The more I give to you, the more I die

And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you

You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug

You make me hard, when Im all soft inside
I see the truth, when Im all stupid eyed
The arrow goes straight through my heart
Without you everything just falls apart

My blood wants to say hello to you
My feelings want to get inside of you
My soul is so afraid to realize
Every little word is a lack of me

And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you

You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug

(whispering)
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the drug, the perfect drug

Take me, with you
Take me, with you
Take me, with you

(continues in backround)
Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, its not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, its not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Its not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Its not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, its not as much fun to pick up the pieces

Nine inch Nails, "The perfect drug".