— is the blog of Amit Karmakar about photography & life in Sydney, Australia
UPDATE: My brut-forced blog that I wouldn’t have otherwise had.
Matt Mullenweg introduced Akismet just a few days back. It’s a comment-spam defense system for WordPress. Only a few days back I had installed dr Dave’s brilliant SpamKarma v2 which seems to work very well (thanks Ruth). So my question here is: Which of the 2 is better and why?
Thank you Jeff. I am totally delighted to have received this little surprise email just about five minutes back YAY! Since I’ve only just set it up it wouldn’t show much stats to start with. I am looking forward to have a play with it. The entire Measuremap user-interface is AJAX driven. Sweet as! Wow! And it loads very fast! I hope to have a few screensgrabs up for you here.
Flock Developer Preview is now available. Go on give it a whirl. I love it already. Yes well I’m easy pleased BUT if you are anything like me and like technology ( I think ‘geek’ is over-rated) you’d know what I mean. Head on over and have a muck around.
Continue reading ‘Get Flock!’
Live redesign of my site site is underway. To be honest with you this is partly Cameron’s fault 
Apparently he’d seen me playing around with K2 and noticed some changes I had made. Since reading his email yesterday I said to myself: Well it was ’bout time to take a headlong plunge. Few hours later here we are: Brace yourself for bad links, content falling out of boxes, image not found extra borders paddings funnies anything that doesn’t look right or is not legible! Change is always good. If you come back visiting with IE I’ll hit you with a nasty scraggy broomstick and if you wanna be a smartass and complaint and show-off your CSS prudence – watch out! I’d let off my German Rottweiler to get even!
Maxine’s flying high in the sky. Up above in the troposphere stratosphere above the clouds and all this humdrum living…far far away — only to be witnessing the majestic totally unparalleled Himalayas peeking through a sea of mystic cloud… I was born and brought up not too far away from the Himalayan ranges myself and have always loved the sumptuous splendid of mountains. It is innate to me. But thats not why I write this entry in fact it is for a quite different reason This morning I was pleasantly woken up by a rather intersting SMS. Oh Maxine you rock! Already miss you but I know you are gonna have a lot of fun! You go gurl!
Transcript: Sitting in seat 69A. I’m going 2 take this as a good omen
Overwhelmed by the amazing response to WE05. I don’t know where to start. Despite being a fortnight late in publishing this I seem to be still reeling from the effect of a total WE05 utopia! It was definitely an amazing conference. Let me take that back it was not only a conference that stood out as being unique but this was backed up with amazing friendly people from many walks of life and many continents around the globe. Rare! A collaboration of this nature can only come to pass where people think beyond their own thirst for knowledge, and not just the organisers and speakers but also the delegates… I, for one, saw the conference from a very different standpoint as compared to last years. Continue reading ‘WE05 from my perspective’
Friday surely was a very exciting day on two counts. One, I met up my a very old chat friend Danny after having only known him for 6 years and a bit. Wow! and two – I got pulled over and…. The internet is a living breathing space and here is proof again – it can and does transform lives, bring people closer, build bridges and can also help widen friend circle only if one is open enough. So there I was dashing off to Ultimo from St Leonards in peak traffic and then onto Hornsby and then onto dinner and then all the way over the Harbour Bridge to Bondi. Driving down Oxford street, Darlinghurst in the middle of the night on a Friday night dare I say… is not the best experience in the world and just as it should happen Danny and I were having a rather engaging conversation about the population of India and %$#^% I ran a red light!! $#%#@$^ My ephemeral elation of having gone unnoticed came to a precipituous end in the next ten seconds maybe twenty — we got pulled over by the cops. Our very interesting conversation had abruptly disengaged. The music inside the car seemed almost inaudible. My heart was pumping harder than I knew, was tad nervous and I said to Danny well there goes my budgeting for the weekend not that I really do that a lot There is always retail therapy to be done you know