Only Connect- Series 9 – Episode 4:

She can’t see and still she got more correct answers than me.

I suppose it’s meant as a warning to the more “divisive” members of our society, but considering PM Lee was just in the US asking for more US involvement in the region whilst ESM Goh and other assorted Ministers were in China doing the same, it sounds a little hypocritical.

Of course, international relations for economic progress are, as usual in Singapore, measured in different terms from social norms and thoughts.

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Too much coffee!

December 8, 2006

In a desperate bid to stay awake for my course in the evening, I consumed 2 cups of coffee, after nodding off whilst my lecturer rambled on about the importance of backup schedules and planning – an important part of being a systems administrator, a fact that we all concurred with (at least, the rest of the class – I was snoozing in the corner) which must have earnt me a ticket to System Administrator Hell in the future.

It worked, but now I am buzzed up and trembling as I type, albeit very quickly – a combinatino which leads to many errors and the backspace button being the most-used key. I hummed the whole way back on the MRT ride, causing rather many passengers to look around in puzzlement and finally gaze upon me in suspicion when they managed to ascertain the source of the sounds, and to which I tried to respond by smiling but I suspect my buzzed-up face does not look quite as friendly and approachable as I’d like.

I will admit to being somewhat easily influenced by substance. Anyyon’e who’s ever been drinking with me will know I become intoxicated extremely easily (which I see as a benefit, since it means I am much more efficient at becoming drunk – and isn’t that the point of drinking?) – a fact that has led to me to some rather embarrassing actions. My colleagues with whom I went to China now hold a short video of me spouting french rudenesses to Chinese (as in China Chinese) girls at the entrance to a bar, which I swear was out of good humour after one of aforementioned Chinese girls humourously (for us) fell drunk into the pool. Since my command of the french language is rather limited, it mostly features me slurring the word “derriere”.

They found it very amusing to show it to everyone in the office.

I am considering enabling disk quotas on the shared folders and making some of them very very very small.

It’s probably just as well I live in Singapore, where drugs aren’t that easy to obtain and most of the good chinese kids would rather eat their children (without condiments!) than shoot up with heroine. I imagine I am probably allegic, or quite possibly the kind to OD extremely easily.

I guess coffee will just have to do for now.

The Male Pill

December 3, 2006

Article from Wired about the “new” male contraceptive pill that will not only sieve out your little sperm buddies but actually get rid of ejaculatory fluid altogether.

The article in itself isn’t particularly noteworthy – what’s woth looking at are the comments. They’re such a laugh. You can practically imagine the roomful of men farting and puffing up their machismo as large as it will go.

Oh, and there’s also the neat idea – “men can now fake orgasms too”. Yeah right. That’ll happen.

Chinese sexuality

December 1, 2006

Because I’m on course and don’t have to talk to colleagues during lunchtime, I get to spend much more time on the net surfing. Within the same lunch hour (and with time to dash this out!) I managed to read with some amount of amusement Yawning Bread’s article about Singaporeans being mostly unable to discern or analyse information over the internet, in which he lampoons a survey which looks like it was “analysed” by a Honours-year Statistics major who took Math modules for fun.

Why amusement? Because I’d discovered Furong Jiejie, who puts our own Xiaxue to shame. Sister Lotus (really? Furon is lotus?) is a self-professed peasant woman (in Chinese it sounds better – lao2 bai3 xing4) from Shaanxi who posts shots of herself invarious … positions. I tripped over several adjectives in the last sentence – best if you take a look yourself. She’s gained fame all over China, and her narcissism and shamelessness has earnt her household recognition.

And she’s not the only Chinese blogger to gain renown for being (uh) sexy. Muzi Mei posts even more daring articles about her sexual exploits and has a readership that rivals Slashdot on some days. No prizes for guessing if there are more people interested in sex or IT around these days.

Strangely enough, Ms Lotus has a link to the Tammy video on a post, and I wouldn’t be surprised if Muzi has one too (not that she’s not shy to produce her own). The first time in China they’re selling a product Made in Singapore, wahahaha.

Poor Steven Lim.

Really, Alex, when the majority of users out there use the net for sites like these, can you really blame them for saying they can’t really discern or analyse information? What’s there to analyse?

More internet trolls

December 1, 2006

O how could I forget! I used to read these for amusement – never in my life did I think I would one day end up a PFY.

Bastard Operator From Hell – stories of a System Admin.

I highly recommend the original stories by Simon Travaglia.

The Register also has some more recent stories, which I don’t find quite as amusing. Wikipedia’s page on BOFH has information (as it should) and some links at the bottom where you can find more stuff.

Think Dilbert, except much more malicious, and where the Sys Admin is cast in the position of dark anti-hero (like Batman!) rather than sad abused technical employee.


Though I don’t think I’ll ever stoop as low as the desktop-testicle-slamming phase. Sys admins in the odl days were really mean.

It’s sad. The rest of my MCSE course is drooling over Sitex hardware brochures. Hardware heads.

I’m taking the MCSE now, at this company called Avantus. They cost rather more than some of the other IT trianing providers in Singapore, but I went for this one since my company is paying anyways. Not that I would waste corporate resources wantonly, but it is my belief that you get what you pay for, and that there has to be a reason this company charges up to twice as much as its competitors.

And there is. They give us free cake during breakfast and tea-time, and Milo is available all-day.

I’m actually sitting at the computer where I’m supposed to be practicing delegation of rights to Organizational Units or something, but I’ve finished ahead of my peers as I am the only one amongst them who can really call himself a Sys Admin and thus possess power beyond their ken. The rest of them are programmers who didn’t read the description for the course and are now stuck learning things they will never need to know in the course of their careers or IT vendors who only need the certification so that their companies can get Microsoft Gold Partner, which means they will get a neat black flag with “Microsoft” written on it in golden lettering which they will worship but which none of their clients will care about.

The course has been pretty easy so far, except that I keep falling asleep. Due to the small class sizes, this is embarrassing to say the least, and I do try my best to keep awake, from the tried-and-tested holding a pen method, which I kept dropping and drawing attention to myself, to keeping my mouth filled with water, which just resulted in my shirt getting wet when I eventually dozed off.

The worst part of the course is the free time, which I spend trolling for the potential jobs that I might otherwise be doing. It’s like watching a show on the culinary delights of happy-eats-land whilst having instant noodles – I am bound to the company at least until the course ends in April. And however tempting those work-and-travel schemes sound, I also have the bloody loan to pay off.

Corporate life is terrible, not because it’s stressful and bloodthirsty, but because it’s long stretches of lousy scenery coupled with really boring travellig companions.

Easy Mee-Siam

November 21, 2006

I’m trying out Jamglue – it’s a web-based sound mixing programme that has a killer feature – samples already provided. I mixed something featuring a mix called “cluck”, a basic drum beat, a random piano piece and a phrase courtesy of President Bush.

by neoujam

If you’re looking to recreate Mr Brown’s Mee-Siam experience, sign up now. Bloody fun when you’re bored.

Just need someone to upload Singaporean politicians’ speeches. Anyone taped parliament?

It consisted mostly of sitting around listening to our lecturer, who was younger than the majority of course participants, ramble on about the impoirtance of Active Directory and the proper usage of LDAP strings.

I am slightly disappointed, though in truth since I’m taking this course part-time after work I don’t think I have the energy to concentrate on anything more difficult. The high point of today’s lesson was when our instructor challenged us to “create a thousand Organizational Units within 1 minute”, a task which for some reason he seemed to think would be difficult for a bunch of guys who worked as Sysadmins. I can think of a trivial solution:

for %i in (1, 1000, 1) do dsadd ou ou=%i,dc=xxx,dc=com

Perhaps if you tried to do an IO operation from a CSV or something it might take longer than a minute to script. And then it’s more a petty show of typing speed than anything else.

It doesn’t help that there are two girls from the training centre taking the course for free (my guess is sales-related staff trying to understand what they’re supposed to be selling) sitting behind me. They unfortunately belong to the category of students who never have questions and, when the time comes for practical, giggle excessively because they are unable to perform tasks and hope that the giggling will sound cute enough to attract alpha males to their rescue.

In an MCSA (that’s Microsoft Certified System Administrator) course, there are no alpha males. The girls sank.

There are only low-level System Admins, who probably do not really like giggling girls who need help adding Users to Active Directory, after a long day at work facing not-so-giggly-girls who need help adding Users to Active Directory or performing any of a dozen other minor odd tasks to satisfy their inane administrative requirements. Even the course instructor worked as some kind of big-shot network engineer (he claimed to have entered The Pentagon’s first-floor server room), and his response was to stand behind them as they floundered about with their MMC and tell them to refer to the appropriate instructions.

Ah well. The course is company-sponsored. Who am I to complain?

speaking of company sponsored, I also get to go to Shanghai next week for a company trip! I’d like to say I’m happy about it, but I get the sneaking suspicion that I was chosen to go for the trip because of the biting remark I’d contributed at the company mid-year review about how I’d been “tricked” into the company because of the promise of overseas work opportunities, upon which my boss had promised to fulfill said promise.

Now I feel obliged not to quit as soon as I might have wanted to. As my boss knows only too well.