…provided you can install java right.
a) need java 5 or 6, aka jre 1.5.x or 1.6.x, aka j2se.
b) set $JAVA_HOME to java install dir.
c) use java -version to check the above works.
d) get davmail, untar, edit davmail.sh to include the !# and optionally hardcode the java binary path.
e) set your _decent mail client to look for localhost, with the ports same as davmail’s settings.
Why does randomly generated Markov-chain spam make so much (poetic) sense?
From jxerdt@sibername.biz Thu Nov 23 02:15:30 2006
From: “Isold X. Villarreal” <jxerdt@sibername.biz>
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Date: Thu, 23 Nov 2006 11:13:36 +0200
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It smells like roasting corn, raw sewage, fish sauce, frying hamburgers and exhaust. Hell of a night all around.
It’s ugly, preposterous and inhuman, interspersed with all-too-rare pockets of serenity and beauty.
” All this nonsense about “the violence is getting worse because they’re trying to influence our election. It sounds like the whooshing of cars, and if you close your eyes, you can delude yourself into believing they’re waves lapping at a beach.
a long time since one of my friends first got ahold of a dinosaur jr. lp – you’re living all over me. i spun the crap out of that record. it still pops into my head sometimes even without hearing it. brings back the best memories of lazy, hazy days of school’s-out summers, outdoor festivals at thunderbird stadium. ahh.. there’s just something about the thrashy noise wash put right up against the quiet vocals sung for the singer alone.
we didn’t know at the time (we didn’t know much, really), but apparently dj are seen as originators to indie rock.
listening to these now, i can hear the loud instruments being held back in the mix, so the vocals don’t have to be compressed at all, they can just exist in their own quiet little bedroom. there’s a really lo-fi sound overall, leaving lots of gaps in frequencies, and a general fuzziness. i get a melancolic twinge, but a happy one, everytime i listen to it. i’ve been humming this stuff for three days straight now, even the wah-wah’ed guitar wash parts. And that scream!
there is also a huge archive of live shows/bootlegs at freesofree.net. the sound on most of the older recordings is terrible, but there is a load of stuff on there to peruse, and i’ve only just started to poke around.
the neurophilosopher posts Andrew Newberg on religion and the brain (video) via Bicyclefish
the most interesting part of the video was the point that if we have only the subjective reports saying the mystical experiences felt more real than everyday reality (and the neuroscience only shows that dreams, everyday reality, and the mystical experience all have similar effects in the brain), then the possibility opens up that the mystical experience is the most real, and everyday reality is perhaps derived from that, and if so, all the subjective/objective “science” doesn’t really prove that the everyday reality is “real”, since it is based in that same everyday reality.
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upon reflection, that leads into a bit of a catch-22, since the subjective reports of the mystical experience exist in the everyday reality to begin with.
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