i.am Rohan Pinto

Mar 10

No Other Distribution Authorized Under this Agreement

WTF ! Apple’s going bonkers !

rentzsch:

Apple’s iPhone Developer Program License Agreement:

7.3 No Other Distribution Authorized Under this Agreement
Except for the distribution of freely available Licensed Applications and the distribution of Applications for use on Registered Devices as set forth in Sections 7.1 and 7.2 above, no other distribution of programs or applications developed using the Apple Software is authorized or permitted hereunder. In the absence of a separate agreement with Apple, You agree not to distribute Your Application to third parties via other distribution methods or to enable or permit others to do so.

Diabolical.

Apple’s developer tools license mandates use of their distribution channel.

Because, you know, Cydia is such a threat to Apple’s business model.

Imagine if gcc’s license required your resulting executables run solely on Linux.

Imagine if Google required hosting your web apps on solely App Engine if you used Closure.

I hope section 7.3 comes back to bite Apple during their Department of Justice investigation.

Feb 28

[video]

Shoot Any Website GoldenEye-Style

wondertonic:

Now you can take out aggression against any webpage in the most awesome late-nineties video game way possible.

kingsley2: The Technium: The Game-ified Life

kingsley2:

The Technium: The Game-ified Life

Feb 22

geek ref chart

geek ref chart

Feb 20

Geeks must get chicks. The magic mantra.

vulturo:

Whenever a non geek meets a rather geeky geek like me, their first reaction is to suggest I should get a chick. Not just me, the message to all geeks universally seems to be one: you should get yourself some chicks.

Its the magic mantra. They even use it now when they are trying to sell entirely other shit to us. Now what is that? Psychological warfare.

A Life Revealed Her eyes have captivated the world since she appeared on our cover in 1985. Now we can tell her story. By Cathy NewmanPhotograph by Steve McCurry She remembers the moment. The photographer took her picture. She remembers her anger. The man was a stranger. She had never been photographed before. Until they met again 17 years later, she had not been photographed since. The photographer remembers the moment too. The light was soft. The refugee camp in Pakistan was a sea of tents. Inside the school tent he noticed her first. Sensing her shyness, he approached her last. She told him he could take her picture. “I didn’t think the photograph of the girl would be different from anything else I shot that day,” he recalls of that morning in 1984 spent documenting the ordeal of Afghanistan’s refugees. The portrait by Steve McCurry turned out to be one of those images that sears the heart, and in June 1985 it ran on the cover of this magazine. Her eyes are sea green. They are haunted and haunting, and in them you can read the tragedy of a land drained by war. She became known around National Geographic as the “Afghan girl,” and for 17 years no one knew her name. In January a team from National Geographic Television & Film’s EXPLORER brought McCurry to Pakistan to search for the girl with green eyes. They showed her picture around Nasir Bagh, the still standing refugee camp near Peshawar where the photograph had been made. A teacher from the school claimed to know her name. A young woman named Alam Bibi was located in a village nearby, but McCurry decided it wasn’t her. No, said a man who got wind of the search. He knew the girl in the picture. They had lived at the camp together as children. She had returned to Afghanistan years ago, he said, and now lived in the mountains near Tora Bora. He would go get her. It took three days for her to arrive. Her village is a six-hour drive and three-hour hike across a border that swallows lives. When McCurry saw her walk into the room, he thought to himself: This is her. Names have power, so let us speak of hers. Her name is Sharbat Gula, and she is Pashtun, that most warlike of Afghan tribes. It is said of the Pashtun that they are only at peace when they are at war, and her eyes—then and now—burn with ferocity. She is 28, perhaps 29, or even 30. No one, not even she, knows for sure. Stories shift like sand in a place where no records exist. (Source)

A Life Revealed

Her eyes have captivated the world since she appeared on our cover in 1985. Now we can tell her story.

By Cathy NewmanPhotograph by Steve McCurry

She remembers the moment. The photographer took her picture. She remembers her anger. The man was a stranger. She had never been photographed before. Until they met again 17 years later, she had not been photographed since.

The photographer remembers the moment too. The light was soft. The refugee camp in Pakistan was a sea of tents. Inside the school tent he noticed her first. Sensing her shyness, he approached her last. She told him he could take her picture. “I didn’t think the photograph of the girl would be different from anything else I shot that day,” he recalls of that morning in 1984 spent documenting the ordeal of Afghanistan’s refugees.

The portrait by Steve McCurry turned out to be one of those images that sears the heart, and in June 1985 it ran on the cover of this magazine. Her eyes are sea green. They are haunted and haunting, and in them you can read the tragedy of a land drained by war. She became known around National Geographic as the “Afghan girl,” and for 17 years no one knew her name.

In January a team from National Geographic Television & Film’s EXPLORER brought McCurry to Pakistan to search for the girl with green eyes. They showed her picture around Nasir Bagh, the still standing refugee camp near Peshawar where the photograph had been made. A teacher from the school claimed to know her name. A young woman named Alam Bibi was located in a village nearby, but McCurry decided it wasn’t her.

No, said a man who got wind of the search. He knew the girl in the picture. They had lived at the camp together as children. She had returned to Afghanistan years ago, he said, and now lived in the mountains near Tora Bora. He would go get her.

It took three days for her to arrive. Her village is a six-hour drive and three-hour hike across a border that swallows lives. When McCurry saw her walk into the room, he thought to himself: This is her.

Names have power, so let us speak of hers. Her name is Sharbat Gula, and she is Pashtun, that most warlike of Afghan tribes. It is said of the Pashtun that they are only at peace when they are at war, and her eyes—then and now—burn with ferocity. She is 28, perhaps 29, or even 30. No one, not even she, knows for sure. Stories shift like sand in a place where no records exist.

(Source)

Feb 19

listening to "The Temper Trap - Love Lost"

Feb 18

Broad New Hacking Attack Detected - WSJ.com

Broad New Hacking Attack Detected - WSJ.com

Feb 14

[video]

Feb 09

[video]

Feb 08

listening to "ABBA : I Have A Dream - Stockholm -

You can take the future even if you fail …..

listening to "Andrea Porcu - Schwanbeck - Hurt (Andrea Porcu -

HURT !

listening to "Let it go (dirty south) - Insomnia (faithless) -- Original mix" -

Insomnia !!!

listening to "ABBA Slipping Through My Fingers Live 1981 - Dick Cavett Meets ABBA (High Quality)" -

Do I really see what’s in her mind Each time I think I’m close to knowing She keeps on growing Slipping through my fingers all the time