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.data center

  1. Really like the Asustor : http://www.guru3d.com/articles-pages/asustor-as1002t-nas-review,15.html
  2. Try to save the hard drive in my old Mybooklive: https://www.ifixit.com/Teardown/Western+Digital+My+Book+Live+Teardown/26942 . Successfully take out the disk but unfortunately it has bad sectors. Not worth the risk then.

That’s for this weekend!

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.setup owncloud on dreamhost

https://help.dreamhost.com/hc/en-us/articles/216472487-How-to-install-ownCloud

Hit several errors but here is how…

  1. Enable PHP 7.1 instead of the 5.x
  2. Under .php/7.1/ , add “extension = intl.so” to phprc file
  3. Run “killall -9 php71.cgi” to refresh killall -9 php71.cgi

Optimizing server:

  1. Increase upload file
  2. Command to scan files “php occ files:scan [userid]”

Setup audio player app:

  1. # php occ file:scan [user ID]
  2. # php occ audioplayer:scan [user ID] –debug
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.meaning

TED Talk

Whenever that happens to me, I remember a powerful experience I had with my father. Several months after I graduated from college, my dad had a massive heart attack that should have killed him. He survived, and when I asked him what was going through his mind as he faced death, he said all he could think about was needing to live so he could be there for my brother and me, and this gave him the will to fight for life. When he went under anesthesia for emergency surgery, instead of counting backwards from 10, he repeated our names like a mantra. He wanted our names to be the last words he spoke on earth if he died.

My dad is a carpenter and a Sufi. It’s a humble life, but a good life. Lying there facing death, he had a reason to live: love. His sense of belonging within his family, his purpose as a dad, his transcendent meditation, repeating our names — these, he says, are the reasons why he survived. That’s the story he tells himself.

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.AI – deep learning

Lecture

Technical notes:

  1. Re-present input as coefficients of a linear and sparse combination on basises (key input vectors) – encoding process. 
  2. On unlabelled data, learning automatically for the basises, also known as features, using neural network. Instead of conventional method to specify the features.
  3. Then apply the conventional Machine learning on top of the transformed labelled data for the actual learning task

Remarks:

  • Diversify your learning, read more on many topics (unlabelled data) – to implicitly form a way to see (encode)
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.suffering

My aunt passed away two days ago. Ending her suffering from cancer in the past few months. She’s always positive, tells jokes and gets things done fast. Cancer took them all… Seeing her in the past few weeks, I kept asking myself “God, what’s the point of these suffers?”. Why don’t we just live a healthy life and when the time comes, just… finish?
Until she passed away. Until what’s left is my memory of her, not just her last days but those jokes she told when I was a kid. Until I remember how everyones in our family loved her, visited her everyday in the past months. Until it reminds me that the time left to be with the ones we love can only be shorter as time passes.
I’m not sure if that is the points. But now it’s all over. We miss you. Rest in peace, my aunt.

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.next

như đi trên con đường, cứ có mốc km thì mình lại suy nghĩ về quãng đường đã qua và sắp tới. Hết năm, anniversary, sinh nhựt – lắm mốc quá, nghĩ mãi cũng mệt.

qua tuổi 30 – có 2 cảm giác lẫn lộn: depressed and thankful. Nói chung chưa quá tệ để vẫn thấy thankful (viết ra tiếng Việt thì hơi sến, keke) cho những gì nhận được, nhiều phết… Depressed vì thấy mình thật là underachiever (phát hiện ra từ này thấy tâm đắc ghê)…
dù sao – cứ đi tiếp đã… Tin là sẽ ổn thôi 🙂
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‘If’, by Rudyard Kipling

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 by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!