Basement is a dump

Pavel: ok... sigh...

I'll probably buy a snowboard... already got boots...

Sent at 1:33 PM on Friday

me: I have to get some part of my bindings that I lost

the disks that bind to the board

dunno how I lost them

they're probably in my basement, but that's the same as saying the they've been sent to Jurassic Park and eaten by a large herbivore

(i.e. I'd have to go through a lot of shit to find it)

geekiest xmas conversation ever

Yegor: Whatcha doin fr xmas?

me: which day? 24 or 25?

Yegor: errr..... 24.5? +-0.5

me: I think I have something to do on the 24, but not on 25

XMas in Canada is the 25

XMas in Brazil is the 24 evening

Sent at 11:32 AM on Wednesday

Yegor: 24 + e^(x)/(e^(x) + e^(y)), for -10 <= x <= 10, Double.NEGATIVE_INFINITY <>_INFINITY

me: Double.NaN

Que? Una Buesta?

Finally, I converted to the world of blogging. Maybe I should have tried twitter instead...

Why "Una Buesta"? It's a joke we had in my first job at Mercador in southern Brazil. This fellow used to talk on the phone with some spanish-speaking tech people from our parent company, Grupo Telefonica -- but his spanish was not up to par... so as the legend goes, one day he just got angry and pronounced the majestic "eso es una buesta!", which would translate to "that's shit!" in Portuguese (isso eh uma bosta!). Unfortunately, there's no such word as Buesta in spanish... so we renamed him from Borda (his family name) to Buerda...