Something like this might be what you're after - since CentOS uses RedHat's "alternatives" system of symbolic links: 

/usr/sbin/alternatives --install /usr/bin/java java /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/bin/java 16012 \

--slave /usr/bin/rmiregistry rmiregistry /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/bin/rmiregistry \

--slave /usr/bin/keytool keytool /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/bin/keytool 

/usr/sbin/alternatives --install /usr/bin/javac javac  /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/bin/javac 16012 \

--slave /usr/bin/javadoc javadoc /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/bin/javadoc \

--slave /usr/bin/javah javah /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/bin/javah \

--slave /usr/bin/jar jar /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/bin/jar \

--slave /usr/bin/jarsigner jarsigner /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/bin/jarsigner \

--slave /usr/bin/rmic rmic /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/bin/rmic 

# Update man page entries

find /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/man/man1 -name "*.1" -exec gzip {} \;

find /usr/lib/jvm/jdk1.6.0_12/man/man1 -name "*.1.gz" -exec cp {} /usr/share/man/man1 \;

Can you imagine if there was a random seed value for the universe and someone found it?

Like I was thinking - I should make a computer program that generates a new random number & random seed for each iteration and then compares that to lottery numbers until every combination ever recorded was re-predicted by the application. So we're talking extremely unlikely, or is it? So let me explain. Lets say that you pick a random seed -- we'll call it A -- if you then said pick 6 numbers between 1 and 49 and it didn't match all 6 numbers throw that seed away. If random seed B matched those 6 numbers then try the second weeks (from like 1960, whenever the 6/49 started), and if that matched, then pick the next weeks, if that matched keep going until it misses. So what I'm saying is with enough time and enough randomness it might be possible to pickup the random seed, maybe for the universe, maybe for a lottery system in Canada...  Yes, highly unlikely that you'd pick a random seed that would be so consistant. But what if? Maybe everything we know to be random isn't nearly as random as it seems?  Or maybe it's not random at all and everything is pre-determined -- either way, it's possible that with enough time I might find the random seed. I just need to figure out all the answers I want answered just in case I can get this random seed for the universe...

Benjamin: "My heart always told me that people are inherently good. My experience suggests otherwise. But what about you, Mr. Archer? In your long career as a journalist, would you say that people are mostly good?"

Danny: "No. I'd say they're just people.”

Benjamin: "Exactly. It is what they do that makes them good or bad. A moment of love, even in a bad man, can give meaning to a life. None of us knows whose path will lead us to God."

I find this amuzing -- in school I was always shot down for thinking about quotes like this -- clearly I should've gone to school in Wisconsin because they write an essay on this question.

Too alarming now to talk about
Take your pictures down and shake it out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
Hes ordinary

Dont the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
Hes ordinary

Kudos my hero leaving all the best
You know my hero, the one thats on

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
Hes ordinary

Cry alone, I've gone away
No more nights, no more pain
I've gone alone, took all my strength
I've made the change,
I won't see you tonight

Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood
all the ones around me,
I cared for and loved

Building up inside of me
A place so dark, so cold, I had to set me free
Don't mourn for me, you're not the one to place the blame
As bottles called my name, I won't see you tonight

Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood
all the ones around me,
I cared for and most of all I loved
but I can't see myself that way
please don't forget me or cry while I'm away

Cry alone, I've gone away
No more nights, no more pain
I've gone alone, took all my strength
But I've made the change,
I won't see you tonight

So far away, I'm gone. Please don't follow me tonight.
And while I'm gone, everything, it will be alright.

No more breath inside
Essence left my heart tonight

No more breath inside
Essence left my heart tonight

I've been stuffed in your pocket for the last hundred days
When I dont get my bath I take it out on the slaves
So grease up your baby for the ball on the hill
Polish them rockets now, and swallow those pills

And sing... space lord mother

Huh! uh huh

Theres a car in the field now in a column of flame
With two doors to choose but only one bears your name
Youve been drinking my blood well Ive been licking your wounds
Ill shave off the pitch now in the scope of your tune

Youll sing... space lord mother

I left my throne a million miles away
I drink from your tit
I sing your blues every day
Now give me the strength
To split the world in two yeah
I ate all the rest and now Ive gotta eat you

Well I sing

Built in my nightmares and using my name
Youre stroking my cortex and you know Im insane
Im squeezed out in hump drive and drownin in love
Encompass them all to a position above

Well I sing... space lord mother

I left my throne a million miles away
I drink from your tit
I sing your blues every day
Now give me the strength
To split the world in two yeah
I ate all the rest and now Ive gotta eat you

Well I sing... space lord mother

I lost my soul when I fell to earth
My planets called me to the void of my birth
The time has come for me to kill this game
Now open wide and say my name

Space lord mother

He spends his nights in California
Watching the stars on the big screen.
Then he lies awake and wonders
Why can't that be me?
Cause in his life he's filled with all these good intentions.
He's left a lot of things he'd rather not mention right now.
But just before he says goodnight,
He looks up with a little smile at me and he says

If I could be like that
I'd give anything
Just to live one day
In those shoes.
If I could be like that, what would I do?
What would I do?

Now and dreams we run.

She spends her days up in the north park,
watching the people as they pass.
And all she wants is just a little piee of this dream, is that too much to ask?
With a safe home, and a warm bed, on a quiet little street.
All she wants is just that something to hold onto, that's all she needs.

Yeah!

If I could be like that, I would give anything
Just to live one day, in those shoes.
If I could be like that, what would I do?
What would I do?

I'm falling into this, in dreams we run away.

If I could be like that, I would give anything
Just to live one day, in those shoes.
If I could be like that, what would I do?
What would I do?

If I could be like that, I would give anything
Just to live one day, in those shoes.
If I could be like that, what would I do?
What would I do?

If I could be like that, I would give anything
Just to live one day, in those shoes.
If I could be like that, what would I do?
What would I do?

Falling in.
I feel I am falling in to this again

So my grandma died this week, Wednesday actually. I don't really have a lot to say, thats obviously bad, unfortunate, and makes me a little sad. I have a feeling I should be sader but I don't feel a need to fake it and frankly she drove the wedge between my immediate family and herself. I think she must have regretted it but had too little self-pride left to be the one to apologize even months/years after a relatively small altercation.

So, bye grandma, you'll be missed, barely - it's like you died in my life many years ago so I'm not likely to think about you very often but I'll continue to think of you the way I have been but with the sense of 'off-key' closure.   I hope you didn't die in pain and I'm glad you didn't die alone; too bad you never made the effort to fix things...  We share a loss of time to fix things.

This picture shows the "road of life" for me. At first glance it shows an easy path thru life. It shows us guides of how we can go. It shows that some have had trouble. Some will go fast, some slow but the majority will go thru without leaving a mark. The skid marks show that some will not be so calm. Some will go through fighting. There's the impending rock slide which will unpredictably affect many and even kill. There's man's attempt to subdue such dangers. There's the blue skies we all want to achieve....

When I drove through this road I didn't think much of it. But afterwards, looking back, I think how fun it was; maybe not so much for Andrew, but he didn't get to drive.  Without this picture I wouldn't have remembered much of this trip. Alzheimer's is a true crime against the basis of our existance. It's not so much about the people we affect, it is more selfish than that; sure it's better to have a positive influence on the ones around us. But with true love and happiness such a high goal we must shoot for more obtainable goals; atleast in the short term.

What Is Intelligence, Anyway?
Isaac Asimov

What is intelligence, anyway? When I was in the army, I received the kind of aptitude test that all soldiers took and, against a normal of 100, scored 160. No one at the base had ever seen a figure like that, and for two hours they made a big fuss over me. (It didn't mean anything. The next day I was still a buck private with KP - kitchen police - as my highest duty.)

All my life I've been registering scores like that, so that I have the complacent feeling that I'm highly intelligent, and I expect other people to think so too. Actually, though, don't such scores simply mean that I am very good at answering the type of academic questions that are considered worthy of answers by people who make up the intelligence tests - people with intellectual bents similar to mine?

For instance, I had an auto-repair man once, who, on these intelligence tests, could not possibly have scored more than 80, by my estimate. I always took it for granted that I was far more intelligent than he was. Yet, when anything went wrong with my car I hastened to him with it, watched him anxiously as he explored its vitals, and listened to his pronouncements as though they were divine oracles - and he always fixed my car.

Well, then, suppose my auto-repair man devised questions for an intelligence test. Or suppose a carpenter did, or a farmer, or, indeed, almost anyone but an academician. By every one of those tests, I'd prove myself a moron, and I'd be a moron, too. In a world where I could not use my academic training and my verbal talents but had to do something intricate or hard, working with my hands, I would do poorly. My intelligence, then, is not absolute but is a function of the society I live in and of the fact that a small subsection of that society has managed to foist itself on the rest as an arbiter of such matters.

Consider my auto-repair man, again. He had a habit of telling me jokes whenever he saw me. One time he raised his head from under the automobile hood to say: "Doc, a deaf-and-mute guy went into a hardware store to ask for some nails. He put two fingers together on the counter and made hammering motions with the other hand. The clerk brought him a hammer. He shook his head and pointed to the two fingers he was hammering. The clerk brought him nails. He picked out the sizes he wanted, and left. Well, doc, the next guy who came in was a blind man. He wanted scissors. How do you suppose he asked for them?"

Indulgently, I lifted by right hand and made scissoring motions with my first two fingers. Whereupon my auto-repair man laughed raucously and said, "Why, you dumb jerk, He used his voice and asked for them." Then he said smugly, "I've been trying that on all my customers today." "Did you catch many?" I asked. "Quite a few," he said, "but I knew for sure I'd catch you." "Why is that?" I asked. "Because you're so goddamned educated, doc, I knew you couldn't be very smart."

And I have an uneasy feeling he had something there.

http://www.haverford.edu/writingprogram/Asimov.html

Hail yee!

So, we’re into February, the cycle is back into the swing of things.

I think to myself what’s around the bend? I see financial lessons, possibly some sad times, some new found inspiration, some new relationships that will run out in a short but valuable time, leaving me wanting more, and may not be with the people I hope, but none the less they will lead to inspiration which will last long past the relationship.

I just stepped off the in-accurate scale showing 250, not my goal but maybe! Just maybe! If this scale is not reporting on the low-side, I can come close. I don’t think I can get to 245 in 3 days but stranger things have happened.

I’m getting over a rather uncomfortable cold which I originally thought was picked up from my brother, then my co-worker and now maybe a different co-worker. I believe I’ve mentioned before that McKesson is not exactly a sterile medical company – we send technicians (nerds are inherently uninterested in self-presentation nor hygiene) into hospitals all over North America and then herd them up into an office so they can exchange their finds… I should be glad that I work in a male dominated department – travelers plus sexual relations… nevermind, they wouldn’t be interested anyway.

These are somewhat hard times as well – I’m finding it very difficult to accept the daily grind again. The work is not hard, I deal with things better than I have in the past – learning to smooth the ups & downs is something I’ve exceeded at very nicely from previous endeavors – I feel that some valuable skills have been learned over the year at McKesson. But not socially nor confidence. I find myself still longing for the people my age [I don’t think this is valid anymore] – I did a classic Dane mistake, put my proverbial eggs in one basket and the basket is slowly falling to the ground and nothing but a dumbfounded reaction is on my face. I know I want to catch the basket, I know there are more eggs to put in the basket even if it does drop but I’m unsure if I should gather more eggs because I tried hard to keep these eggs safe and was unsuccessful… How hard is it to keep some fucking eggs safe one might ask? And I thought it was a simple task – not from previous experience but from how others make it seem.  Am I bad judge of character? Did the character change? Did my own perspective change dramatically? What can be done? I must learn this lesson here and now, don’t run away from it; and for shit sake deal with it soon for there are bigger problems in the pipe – not more important problems, just bigger. I hope this isn’t one of those times when things have to get worse before they get better. And all awhile I’m just getting older, watching the days fly by like it was what I always wanted [amused…], until something will hit me and I’ll think ‘damn it, why wasn’t their a warning sign’ the answer unfortunately will be because you’re alone, Dane. I will question yet again, was this not what I really wanted? I know of only one person on this planet that can share this thought with me; they joined the ‘call-him-emo’ club, which is a tight club of 2 – I despise their association for what it stands for, even tho they never speak directly to each other. Does this give their evaluation more value? Maybe I should accept my emo name, afterall, its just one more title; not for the job application or the personal details section on nexopia.

I admit I picked this quote before I wrote the previous paragraph…

"If a cluttered desk is the sign of a cluttered mind, what is the significance of a clean desk?" ~ Laurence J. Peter

Participate in the biggest mobilization of Citizens Against Global Warming! The Alliance for the Planet [a group of environmental associations] is calling on all citizens to create 5 minutes of electrical rest for the planet. http://www.lalliance.fr

People all over the world should turn off their lights and electrical appliances on the first of February 2007, between 1.55 pm and 2.00 pm in New York, 18.55 for London, and 19.55 for Paris, Bruxelles, and Italy. 1.55pm in Ottawa, 10.55am on the Pacific Coast of North America.

This is not just about saving 5 minutes worth of electricity; this is about getting the attention of the media, politicians, and ourselves. Five minutes of electrical down time for the planet: this does not take long, and costs nothing, and will show all political leaders that global warming is an issue that needs to come first and foremost in political debate.

Why February 1? This is the day when the new UN report on global climate change will come out in Paris. This event affects us all, involves us all, and provides an occasion to show how important an issue global warming is to us. If we all participate, this action can have real media and political weight.

Please circulate this call to your utmost ability to your network.

I will be participating and would like to know that my readers will too... Thats this Thursday, 10:55-11:00am please do everything possible to reduce the size of your power signature on the world. I'm not asking you to go without heat, or not do work; just take 5 minutes, turn off a light or 3 and think about how much power we use /second of everyday -- then think about how much engergy it takes out of you to to generate 150 watts on a bike -- we're working this planet to death and need to work on alternatives to improve it.

I figured we're a few weeks into 2007 and I haven't really said anything public for a bit. I guess I'll start with a belayed "Happy New Year", this year is taking a different route then most years. I think because I feel comfortable to admit that it's going to be a different year, things that were once very important to me are not important at all.

Friends are dropping like flies it seems - mostly encouraged by me - some people I considered to be my closest friends are bad talking me behind my back - I know. What I think is bothering me more is I know that people aren't thinking with their heads and following like sheep. I can't have weak friends - they are either with me or their not. I don't think I need to name people - just reflect on it.

I spend less time with my family but it seems that the time I spend together has improved greatly -- almost like they all got together to discuss me and they've decided to rather than discuss topics directly they'll just be nice to reel me back in. I must admit, maybe I just want to believe this is true - it might be all in my head. Maybe making up for my lacking friends? My dad's last oncology reports were good actually, he went from 600 some odd markers to 6 @ the end of chemo back to 30. Which basically means those 2 year estimates will likely be extended. His liver is still considered critical tho because of the placement of tumors. I guess they wont say something different because that is such an unknown.

Work is much the same since the last few entries - pfft would be the one word to sum it all up I guess. Someone save me, please; right about now if you have even a 1/2 baked idea I'd pretty much be ready to jump on it.

Working out has been going well - could be going more consistantly tho - at christmas I fluctiated pretty dramatically; up 6 ibs within 2 weeks - but it was the easy type of weight to lose. My new goal is 245 by Feb 8th 2007; it's a challenge indeed - I'm not sure if I'm going to make it, but I'm going to try pretty hard (600calories * 20 days [works out to ~38 minutes of hard cardio] + weight lifting) but I'm not going to check my weight until nearly Feb, so I wont know if this is enough. It'll be like when I ride the bike with my eyes closed, sometimes I open to find the "Reduce speed to reduce heart rate" message and other times I see the HR closer to 150... It's a gamble.

"We confess our little faults to persuade people that we have no large ones." ~ Francois de La Rochefoucauld

Check that out? That's Darius that I just overtook! And on that note, Need For Speed Carbon is over - to my regret. Good Game EA, keep up the good work!