From the "Interesting Email" Dept.
I received a comment today on my weblog regarding The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown; a book that Jen gave me. To recap, here is a quote from a past blog:
It's an interesting premise. Leonardo Da Vinci has placed a series of codes and ciphers in his works of art. The main protagonist must solve the code + fend off hostile attacks from a "secret society".
In my blog, I had noted that there was a cipher hidden in the front and rear leaflets that spelled out this cryptic message:
"Is there no help for the Widow's Son?"
**Note: Punction added by me.
If you google for this term, you'll get results about the links between Mormonism and the cult of Jupiter or the Free Masons. Specifically, you'll find references the founder of the Mormons (and the Latter Day Saints), prophet Joseph Smith.
I received an email stating:
"As the certified first person in the world to find the secret message on 'The Da Vinci Code,' I welcome you to the small circle of true code breakers. So far the members are Me, Dan Brown, and Jason Kaufman, who designed the dust jacket. You too could be next if you solve the remaining cyphers in 'The Da Vinci Code.' I've been google-ing 'is there no help...' waiting for another keen observer, and so far you are the only one. Good luck with the other cyphers."
Does this mean that there is another cipher encoded in the pages of the book?
I'll have to find out.
Cheers,
Tai
From the "Moving forward, never backwards" Dept.
News Flash! My beta site finally validates:
Things to do:
Check it out.
-T
From the "I don't think it turns anyone's crank but mine" Dept.
So I ordered two books from Amazon.ca.
I know that they don't sound too interesting, but I'm hyped. They should arrive Friday.
Cheers,
Tai
From the "Harder, Faster, Stronger" Dept.
Ran 5 Km with my brother and his girlfriend. It was pretty bad. I've been so sporadic with my running that it's really become quite umbearable at times. I should really try to get out more often.
From the "Fatty, Fat, Fat, Fat" Dept.
I weighed myself today: 160 lbs. Not too bad. I've somehow managed to lose about 5 - 8 lbs.
Not that I noticed it.
It was a nice surprise.
From the "What do you want to be..."
Back when I was a kid, I wanted to be a firefighter. Then I wanted to be a scientist; a chemist specifically. I never really wanted to be a doctor, and for about 2 months, I wanted to be a Physiotherapist (my 1st co-op killed that idea).
I'm 25 working as the lead Information Architect for one of North America's largest automotive companies.
That's pretty neat.
Have I peaked yet? I certainly hope not. One thing I must say. I certainly don't find it boring. However, I don't know where this will really lead.
-T
From the "This is what my coworkers and I talk about" Dept.
Before I forget, I just wanted to relay to all my female friends a simple strategy to help you cope with your boyfriends/husbands.
My coworkers and I were talking about arguments with our "better" halves. Margaret, who is married, said that her husband called her fat. This shocked us all because she's 5 feet 4 inches tall and about 105 pounds.
I told her, "The next time that your husband says that you are fat, tell him that his penis is small and that at least you can lose the fat."
With repeated use, you probably don't even have to say it anymore. A simple pinching of your thumb and index finger to "size him up" would suffice.
Nicholas and Ray suggested doing it in a public place; pointing at your boyfriend or husband's groin and "sizing him up" while running circles around him.
Cheers,
Tai
From the "Okay, I might as well do it" Dept.
I received this email quiz about me. Rather than reply, I figured it would be a good blog subject.
Read below:
From the "turning the looking glass inside out" dept.
I've come to realize that I'm kind of a like an aesthete--pertaining to or characteristic of an ascetic; self-denying and austere.
A coworker of mine once wondered what were my vices. I told him I have none--I don't smoke, do drugs, drink or gamble. I'm not even into porn that much. LOL!
I wonder if this is what it's like to live a passionless existence?
-T
From the "I am stupefied and amazed" Dept."
I don't know if this is of any interest to anyone, but you guys have to check out this site:
It really showcases what you can do with Cascading Style Sheets. All the page variations are based off the same HTML content. It's amazing what you can do with color, imagery and layout.
I love it.
Now if only I could get my code to validate XHTML strict.
Cheers,
Tai
From the "Personal" Dept.
I basically took this weekend to tune out. I had a hard week at work last week and I was just too exhausted to do much of anything. Didn't really want to see anyone or do anything.
I get like that sometimes.
Spent some time with Jen this afternoon. We don't see each other enough. It sucks having to say goodbye to her every week.
From the "Professional" Dept.
Nicholas and I were chatting over lunch. He says I'm going to burn out.
I think I AM going to burn out.
Over the phone last week, Jen asked me if I enjoy my job. I didn't really reply to her question, but in through the thick-of-it-all, I think I really do enjoy my job.
One of my projects last week finally went live. Here's How you get to it:
STEPS TO VIEWING SPECIAL OFFERS:
From the "Financial" Dept.
I finally broke out of my financial paralysis and opened an ING Direct Investment Savings Account. At 2.75%, how can you go wrong?
I realise that a lot of my friends already have an ING Direct account (or a President's Choice Financial Savings), but for the longest time, I've been wondering what to do with my savings, and it finally hit me--I wasn't even "saving" my money properly--Canadian banks don't give you shit-all.
My thanks goes out to my brother Kai for showing me the light.
Cheers,
Tai
From the "3 Week Recap" Dept.
It's kind of sad how inconsistent I've become with my weblog. First post in three weeks.
Let's run through some of the stuff I've been doing: