“User experience design (abbreviation UX, UXD) — A discipline focused on designing the end-to-end experience of a certain product. To design an experi- ence means to plan and act upon a certain set of actions, which should result in a planned change in the behaviour of a target group (when…
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OCaml From the Very Beginning, John Whitington Special note to those who have already written programs When I was a boy, our class was using a word processor for the first time. I wanted a title for my story, so I typed it on the first line and then, placing…
Comments closed(‘Brother Square-Toes’—Rewards and Fairies) If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired…
Comments closedWe don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these…
Comments closedInterviewer: Is there any subject for you that is still taboo? Brown: I hope so. Part of feeling like you have a great task in front of you has to do with that, what people call taboo. If I weren’t writing about these things, then I wouldn’t feel like I…
Comments closedSend me to the moon – Conchitina Cruz elsewhere held and lingered I have no time for seeming, said the poet to his mistress, in summer heat, in distress, on his knees, to impress, say I to you now, my one and one again, beyond question, this moment, my…
Comments closedBelieve in this. Young apple seeds,In blue skies, radiating young breast,Not in blue-suited insects,Infesting society’s garments. Believe in the swinging sounds of jazz,Tearing the night into intricate shreds,Putting it back together again,In cool logical patterns,Not in the sick controllers,Who created only the Bomb. Let the voices of dead poetsRing louder…
Comments closedOedipus gouged his eyes out, and he didn’t know he was wrong. how cursed was he that he could not see the truth, but was it his fault?what more of all of us? (kundera, 1984)
Comments closedI’ve held you in front of blinking manatees,Tucked moonlightInto secret places for you,And togetherWe’ve seen some of the lamestTeen comediesHollywood has to offer. But you failed to seeThe magic in that. Or rather,Failed to needNurturing simple giftsThe way I did. The past had youLooking around cornersWe hadn’t gotten to yet.…
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