LeOuaibeLog

jeudi 27 juillet 2006

Comment extraire la calculatrice scientifique du Treo 700p pour remplacer la calculette basique du M68 ?

Bon, là j'ai pas trop le temps de détailler, mais le truc c'est qu'avec le 700p Palm fournit une vraie calculette scientifique et pas la vulgaire 4 opérations qui équipe les Palm depuis le nuit des temps et que je voulais l'avoir sur mon M68

Je sais il y a des super calculatrices en freeware mais je voulais celle là ! :-)

D'abord il faut se procurer un 700p et pour les fauchés il en existe un gratuit: le simulator 700p fournit par Palm pour les développeurs Ensuite il faut extraire le 700p de la ROM, là le truc c'est d'utiliser RsrcEdit pour le copier en RAM (toujours dans le simulator) sans oublier le fichier d'overlay Puis il faut extraire les fichiers de la RAM, y'a un vague verrou qui empêche de le faire parceque les ficheirs sont trop gros, mais le simulateur est un Palm parfaitement fonctionnel, on peut donc installer, par exemple, un programme de ftp (j'en connais un très bien...) et envoyer les fichiers ailleurs ...

Et voilà...

Enfin presque, parceque le 700p étant en 240*240, pour que le programme soit utilisable en 160*160 il faut bricoler les bitmaps, et pour çà PFCD (un post plus bas) est ce qu'il faut

Le plus fantastique dans l'histoire c'est cette calculatrice est remarquablement bien écrite, elle est en pur code DragonBall (mais pourquoi se sont-ils fait ch... avec l'OS5 ???) comme quoi, les vielles recettes :-)

MAJ 27/07 je l'ai mise à disposition, cf "download"

mercredi 26 juillet 2006

Coquette studette...

On vient de passer plus de 2 semaines à chercher une chambre à louer pour fifille adorée qui poursuit ses études à Paris dans le XVIème (on ne se refuse rien...), morceaux choisis:

un vasistas ça s'appelle maintenant "un puit de lumière", et même une fois "un puit de lumière zénital"

ne dites pas qu'une chambre avec les peintures qui cloquent de partout est humide, dites "elle est très fraiche"

les wc sur le palier, c'est "wc indépendants"

une chambre de bonne çà se loue aux environs de 500 euros, et ça se loue très vite, les loyers ne font que grimper, "oui, c'est normal, de toutes façons les étudiants ont droit maintenant à l'APL sans conditions de ressources, environ 150 euros, alors pour vous çà ne change rien"

"immeuble bourgeois" ou "immeuble hausmannien", comprendre que les appartements sont tous très haut de plafond (plus de 3m) et que donc les chambres de bonnes qui sont au dessus sont très au dessus, avec des marches plus hautes que larges, après un an là dedans pas la peine de passer une épreuve d'effort, le coeur est solide !

dans une chambre particulièrement bien refaite (mais au 6ème sans ascensceur, dans un immeuble bourgeois avec puit de lumière et à plus de 550 euros) "je les refait toujours complètement, j'ai l'habitude, j'en ai une trentaine..."

mardi 25 juillet 2006

déchainement

Une photo fait en ce moment le tour de la blogosphère, celle où on voit des petites filles israéliennes écrires sur des obus. La photo est authentique, pas le traitement qui en est fait. Lisa est remontée à son origine

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je reproduis le texte originel de Lisa, au cas où le lien serait rompu

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Putting things in perspective by Lisa Goldman on Thu 20 Jul 2006 10:07

The image above caused a huge storm of outrage in the Arab blogosphere. Huge. You wouldn't believe how huge. The widely-read Gulf-based Palestinian blogger who was the first to post it received so much traffic that he had to move the photo to another server. Many others, including several I know personally, posted it and expressed their disgust. Israeli children taught to hate! Lebanese children are dying and they're happy! They're no better than... (fill in the blank, I don't want to go there).

Below is the story behind the photo - from the source.

I phoned Sebastian Scheiner, the Israeli photojournalist who took the photo for Associated Press (AP), explained that the image had given a really terrible impression and asked for the context. He sketched it out quickly and fluidly, but asked me not to quote him. So I spoke with Shelly Paz, a Yedioth Ahronoth reporter who was also at the scene and agreed immediately to go on record. She was quite shocked to learn how badly the photo had been misinterpreted and misrepresented; and she told me the same story Sebastian did, but with more details and nuance.

The little girls shown drawing with felt markers on the tank missiles are residents of Kiryat Shmona, which is right on the border with Lebanon. And when I say "on the border," I'm not kidding; there's little more space between their town and Southern Lebanon than there is between the back gardens of neighbouring houses in a wealthy American suburb.

No, how close is it really?

Well, there's a famous story in Israel, from the time when the Israeli army occupied Southern Lebanon: a group of soldiers stationed inside southern Lebanon used their mobile phones to order pizza from Kiryat Shmona and have it delivered to the fence that separates the two countries.

Anyway.

Kiryat Shmona has been under constant bombardment from South Lebanon since the first day of the conflict. It was a ghost town, explained Shelly. There was not a single person on the streets and all the businesses were closed. The residents who had friends, family or money for alternate housing out of missile range had left, leaving behind the few who had neither the funds nor connections that would allow them to escape the missiles crashing and booming on their town day and night. The noise was terrifying, people were dying outside, the kids were scared out of their minds and they had been told over and over that some man named Nasrallah was responsible for their having to cower underground for days on end.

On the day that photo was taken, the girls had emerged from the underground bomb shelters for the first time in five days. A new army unit had just arrived in the town and was preparing to shell the area across the border. The unit attracted the attention of twelve photojournalists - Israeli and foreign. The girls and their families gathered around to check out the big attraction in the small town - foreigners. They were relieved and probably a little giddy at being outside in the fresh air for the first time in days. They were probably happy to talk to people. And they enjoyed the attention of the photographers.

Apparently one or some of the parents wrote messages in Hebrew and English on the tank shells to Nasrallah. "To Nasrallah with love," they wrote to the man whose name was for them a devilish image on television - the man who mockingly told Israelis, via speeches that were broadcast on Al Manar and Israeli television, that Hezbollah was preparing to launch even more missiles at them. That he was happy they were suffering.

The photograpers gathered around. Twelve of them. Do you know how many that is? It's a lot. And they were all simultaneously leaning in with their long camera lenses, clicking the shutter over and over. The parents handed the markers to the kids and they drew little Israeli flags on the shells. Photographers look for striking images, and what is more striking than pretty, innocent little girls contrasted with the ugliness of war? The camera shutters clicked away, and I guess those kids must have felt like stars, especially since the diversion came after they'd been alternately bored and terrified as they waited out the shelling in their bomb shelters.

Shelly emphasized several times that none of the parents or children had expressed any hatred toward the Lebanese people. No-one expressed any satisfaction at knowing that Lebanese were dying - just as Israelis are dying. Their messages were directed at Nasrallah. None of those people was detached or wise enough to think: "Hang on, tank shell equals death of human beings." They were thinking, tank shell equals stopping the missiles that land on my house. Tank shells will stop that man with the turban from threatening to kill us.

And besides, none of those children had seen images of dead people - either Israeli or Lebanese. Israeli television doesn't broadcast them, nor do the newspapers print them. Even when there were suicide bombings in Israel several times a week for months, none of the Israeli media published gory photos of dead or wounded people. It's a red line in Israel. Do not show dead, bleeding, torn up bodies because the families of the dead will suffer and children will have nightmares. And because it is just in bad taste to use suffering for propaganda purposes.

Those kids had seen news footage of destroyed buildings and infrastructure, but not of the human toll. They had heard over and over that the air force was destroying the buildings that belonged to Hezbollah, the organization responsible for shelling their town and threatening their lives. How many small children would be able to make the connection between tank shells and dead people on their own? How many human beings are able to detach from their own suffering and emotional stress and think about that of the other side? Not many, I suspect.

So, perhaps the parents were not wise when they encouraged their children to doodle on the tank shells. They were letting off a little steam after being cooped up - afraid, angry and isolated - for days. Sometimes people do silly things when they are under emotional stress. Especially when they fail to understand how their childish, empty gesture might be interpreted.

I've been thinking for the last two days about this photo and the storm of reaction it set off. I worry about the climate of hate that would lead people to look at it and automatically assume the absolute worst - and then use the photo to dehumanize and victimize. I wonder why so many people seem to take satisfaction in believing that little Israeli girls with felt markers in their hands - not weapons, but felt markers - are evil, or spawned by an evil society. I wonder how those people would feel if Israelis were to look at a photo of a Palestinian child wearing a mock suicide belt in a Hamas demonstration and conclude that all Palestinians - nay, all Arabs - are evil.

And I wonder why it is so difficult to think a little, to get it into our heads that television news and photojournalism manipulate our thoughts and emotions.

Links to anti-Israel websites with that photo placed prominently next to the image of a dead Lebanese child have been sent to me several times. Someone has been rushing around the Israeli blogosphere, leaving the link to one particularly abhorrent site in the comments boxes. And it makes me really sad that the emotional climate has deteriorated to this point.

The moderates of the Middle East are locked in a battle with the extremists. And look what they did to the moderates. Without blinking, without thinking, we fell victim to the classic "divide and conquer" technique. We work hard for months and years to build connections, develop our societies, educate ourselves, promote democracy and free speech... And they destroy it all, in less than a week. And we let them.

samedi 22 juillet 2006

Panier de star

Shopping au Bon Marché à Paris... Pour ceux qui ne connaissent pas c'est LE grand magasin de la rive gauche, plus bcbg tu meurs, le top du bourge :-) Mais un rayon bouffe incroyable, du genre de celui d'Harrods avec 3 fois plus de trucs et le décor en moins. Et des paninis d'enfer. (Thierry: c'est beaucoup mieux que l'américain !)

Donc je me retrouve dans la file d'attente. Et juste devant y'a un type connu. Une star. Un comique.

Alors une bouteille de rouge, une bouteille de blanc, des pates, du parmesan, des sachets fermés (charcuterie ?). 46 €.

PFCD, The Palm File Compiler / Decompiler

Au commmencement les choses étaient claires, un Palm c'était N&B en 160*160, puis Handera a débarqué avec le fantastique (mais trop tard...) H330 en 240*320 et ses APIs propriétaires, puis Sony est rentré dans la partie avec des écrans en 320*320 et d'autres APIs toutes aussi propriétaires et incompatibles, Palm a repris la main en introduisant de nouvelles APIs et des écrans 320*480 et enfin le dernier né le 700p en 240*240, en plus de cela bien sûr il y a aussi des problèmes avec les couleurs sur 8, 12 ou 16 bits ... grmbl... grmbl...

Résultat: vu la multiplicité des formats en circulation on passe de plus de temps à créer les 15000 formats d'images pour afficher ne serait-ce que les icones correctement, et bien sûr il en manque toujours !

Par exemple pas d'icone de Mapopolis sur mon M68 parcequ'elle sont en double densité au lieu d'exister aussi en simple

Heureusement il y a PFCD, The Palm File Compiler / Decompiler http://festus440.happypalm.com/pfcd.php qui permet d'extraire les images d'un .prc, pour pouvoir les bidouiller et recomposer le .prc (pour la bidouille des images Paint.NET et IrfanView sont ce qu'il se fait de mieux en freeware)

dimanche 9 juillet 2006

Barilla meilleur que Lustucru !

Voilà, c'est fait, c'est fini, on va pouvoir passer à autre chose, tranquille pour au moins 3 ans, et c'est pas dommage

à peine qq heures après la sortie de qui vous savez, un italien à mis en ligne un jeu en flash mais son site a vité été saturé, heureusement je l'avais dans le cache http://www.megaupload.com/fr/?d=XZPBSF8M, pour tous ceux qui aiment le foot autant que moi je rappelle qu'il y a onze joueurs dans une équipe....

samedi 1 juillet 2006

Nos jours heureux

Forcément, vous êtes allés en colonie de vacances quand vous étiez petit, voire même vous avez été animateurs ? Alors courez vite voir ce film "Nos jours heureux" c'est excellent, très drôle et çà va vous rappeler des souvenirs.