My experiment with "Yahoo!! Pipes"
January 16, 2008
In came Yahoo Pipes. Quite a nice way to ’single’fy feeds from various different sources. A simple and intuitive user interface with various interesting options to merge/filter the feeds. This post is not to explain why and how i did this experiment with Yahoo pipes. But is to provide with two output feeds i created using it.
Both the feeds do provide quite an interesting collection. Do give it a try. By the way enough of this infoblogging. Should quickly get into my ‘funonomics’ version of my blog.
Blank….
October 3, 2007
This post of mine is more of a “puch” to my blog. It has been throwing the same faces at me for more than a week now. It looked totally rusted, highly demanding a post. So thought lemme push down what i have been doing for a while. So the pattern goes something like this…
- Come to office : Is it really a step?? Though the efforts required does make it one.
- Check mails : Doesn’t matter even if i did it just before i left for office. Thats how work dawns at me
- Remain updated with my social contacts : Name sounds big. In simple words, i look at my un-updated profile again searching for new updates. Even a look at lame updates from friends would do
- Get coffee : Dude, it draws one fresh. Makes me totally ready for work
- Start Working and keep working : Works always there boss. But all work can make one a turtle head in an office. So simultaneous tasks include keeping an eye on notifications from Outlook, Gtalk, feed readers, communicator, fellow workers and “hope they were my fellow workers” types. By the way, a basic click continues. Check mails and social networks!!!
- Lunch : Have to take it boss. Can’t jump over it. I can give my 100% only when my tummy stays 100%.
- Scribble about everything : “Why just aloo/paneer?” “Need a small nap yaar!!” “Boss i shouldn’t have filled my tummy 100%. It really makes work difficult!!! [paradox???]” “Oh wow.. Man I never get a chance to praise beauty. Is it me who choices the wrong places to fall in or its just my luck that throws me in??? [Men will be men
]” And when i do think this is getting too out of work context, only the scribble context change “Tomcat sucks big time man!!!” “Eclipse slows like damn dude” “Uhhh my system needs a dose buddy!!” And as this continues … - Get Coffee : One has to get fed up. Nothing works in noon. Coffee has to make me fresh
- Start Working and keep working : Work again. And stays the simultaneous threads. Just that an another thread with look at the clock gets added. And as EOD arrives…
- Check mails and Social Networks : I do it only twice. Once in the morning and again in the evening. Anyways no one mails. So why waste time checking mails. (An inner thought cries “Uhh still no mails.. no scraps”)
- Leave Office: I have a common statement to end my day daily “Today’s was the worst day mate. Nothing worked yaar!!!” Scribbling continues….
[PS: Though the above mentioned steps seem bulky, but they hardly take 5 % of my working time. Reasons are simple. I hardly get any checkable mails or replyable scraps or readable feeds. Moreover work does succeed to pull me in]
By the way, follows a nice video on juggling. It does provide another work synchronized thread, a look at “Buffering …”
Software Programmers Panico!!!
September 18, 2007
So the story goes like this. This whole lack of confidence among the software programmers and managerial “stuff” makes me wonder how really a programmers life is (Are managers really human? Am a bit skeptic about this fact. So let us call them stuff for now). I mean, thanks to this whole Bug-Raga that rings in their ears day round, the time is not far when we may see a conversation sort as follows:
SP2: What the heck? Are you serious?
SP1: Yeah man. I am really worried now. And confused too! Really i don’t know how this happened
SP2: Did you try resolving the issue. I mean try adding some stubs in code dude.
SP1: Did everything buddy. But its still the same. I don’t know what will Emailo say. (Emailo is the manager ’stuff’. I hope it does ring some bells)
SP2: Yeah. You have to work on this crisis. No one else can help and you know that. By the way what were you trying to do?
SP1: See nothing complex of sort. I had to blah blah blah. So what i did was i created a class extending blah and implementing blah with blah method overridden. Then i created a static object for blah blah blah…. (Thats what SP2 interpreted)
SP2: Ya got that. Dude that indeed is not that complex (Thats called Geekology!!!). I know you will resolve this soon. But lemme tell you one thing. You have to come out of this mess soon. Because Emailo will think otherwise that you are not giving your 100% (Though everyone knows thats the truth. I mean if i give work 100%, how will social networking and IM’s pull through).
SP1: I know buddy.
SP2: But i am still baffled yaar. How can your Code run at the first go dude! Thats completely unimaginable!!! I would just say try a bit of “Re-bugging“. My best wishes are with you dude
SP1: Thanks pal. By the way, do you know of any free downloadable “Rebuggers“!!!
PS: Here though SP is supposed to stand for a “Software Programmer”. But i feel there is another signifying expansion explaining condition of this Entity: Shoddy ‘n Pitiable!!!
Thats tagged as: humor programming software
Quality ‘Confidus’ for Softwares!!!
July 21, 2007
First thought one may get is what this title really mean. Truly speaking not something amazingly mind blogging. But I just kept scratching my bum over searching for the right word which i hardly could. So just replaced it with something sensefull and thought who cares. After all thats how new words are born and as an ardent user of English language its my even responsibility to add to its vast sea of gibberishes.Mr D: Suppose you are boarding an aircraft which is a fully high tech one with Auto Pilot system, lights running all around, virtual air hostesses of shape and size of your choices. But the catch here is the whole software running is developed by your project group. There are no parachutes or any kind of emergency exit system. So in case your software fails, you rest in peace in your cosy container. Choice is yours; board the plane or pain your board.
Leads by now were pulled back to their senses. Seeing there life at stake, everyone hesitated to even walk in the aircraft. Their minds were running on a track somewhat as: “What the heck. Dude am least comfortable with aircrafts running with software developed by these geeks under me. Who knows these bastards left some untied piece inside. I don’t understand a shit and they don’t give a damn.” Actually speaking, Mr D was bubbling inside as this was his chance of scoring goal on quality. But suddenly a hand rose. Not only D but every single ‘D’umbo inside was shocked.
Mr D: Buddy lemme get it clear. Is it some kind of joke or you really are that confident. Dude this isn’t something what i expected. Tell me how are you so confident with your team. What do you run for so much quality control. Speak up before everyone leaves this room and rush to book a call with you.
The One(cool and yawny as always): Cool down man. Am least worried to board the aircraft. And I know nothing is gonna happen to me. Rather I am not gonna go anywhere. Just for the simple reason that if the aircraft is build by my team, it can never take off. Engines would never kick off.”
Just a midget silence and the whole room roared up into a huge burst of laughter. It got virtually transfered to a ball room where no one except performer cares how he perform. Mr D needed hardly anything to prove his point.
This whole lack of quality confidus (got something to do with confidence, but i though thats not the perfect word
may rise to a level which would lead to a new breed of IT conversations. I am dressing it up. It would rise soon. Something by the name: Programmer’s Panico !!! Do hook up.
Quality ‘Confidus’ for Softwares!!!
July 21, 2007
First thought one may get is what this title really mean. Truly speaking not something amazingly mind blogging. But I just kept scratching my bum over searching for the right word which i hardly could. So just replaced it with something sensefull and thought who cares. After all thats how new words are born and as an ardent user of English language its my even responsibility to add to its vast sea of gibberishes.Mr D: Suppose you are boarding an aircraft which is a fully high tech one with Auto Pilot system, lights running all around, virtual air hostesses of shape and size of your choices. But the catch here is the whole software running is developed by your project group. There are no parachutes or any kind of emergency exit system. So in case your software fails, you rest in peace in your cosy container. Choice is yours; board the plane or pain your board.
Leads by now were pulled back to their senses. Seeing there life at stake, everyone hesitated to even walk in the aircraft. Their minds were running on a track somewhat as: “What the heck. Dude am least comfortable with aircrafts running with software developed by these geeks under me. Who knows these bastards left some untied piece inside. I don’t understand a shit and they don’t give a damn.” Actually speaking, Mr D was bubbling inside as this was his chance of scoring goal on quality. But suddenly a hand rose. Not only D but every single ‘D’umbo inside was shocked.
Mr D: Buddy lemme get it clear. Is it some kind of joke or you really are that confident. Dude this isn’t something what i expected. Tell me how are you so confident with your team. What do you run for so much quality control. Speak up before everyone leaves this room and rush to book a call with you.
The One(cool and yawny as always): Cool down man. Am least worried to board the aircraft. And I know nothing is gonna happen to me. Rather I am not gonna go anywhere. Just for the simple reason that if the aircraft is build by my team, it can never take off. Engines would never kick off.”
Just a midget silence and the whole room roared up into a huge burst of laughter. It got virtually transfered to a ball room where no one except performer cares how he perform. Mr D needed hardly anything to prove his point.
This whole lack of quality confidus (got something to do with confidence, but i though thats not the perfect word
may rise to a level which would lead to a new breed of IT conversations. I am dressing it up. It would rise soon. Something by the name: Programmer’s Panico !!! Do hook up.


