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My son cartoon world 2

doo — Thu, 20 Nov 2008 11:35:53 +0800

没什么特殊的,就是感觉前边太乱了!

我在想,试用这个Themes的时候,如果我写的文字多一点,那么灰黑的这一块是否显的就比较饱满一点!

My son in cartoon world

doo — Thu, 20 Nov 2008 04:53:55 +0800

Martin Luther King "I have a dream"

doo — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 20:53:24 +0800

I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we’ve come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest — quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" — one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."?
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day — this will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning:
    My country ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
    Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim’s pride,
    From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

    And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
    Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.
    Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of
    Pennsylvania.
    Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
    Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
    But not only that:
    Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
    Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.
    Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
    Free at last! free at last!
    Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

I Have a Dream-In China

doo — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 20:49:31 +0800

今天从提马丁老人家的这句名言,主要是因为看到一个万恶的政策!

先看截图:

当然我不是要说他免费是错的…这是很自然的事情.

该死的暂住证,是我在大学毕业才接触的东西,第一次接触,是给别人办…为什么,我是警察啊.不过已经过去时了.

那个时候我深信不疑,这是正确的…现在,该换一个说法了.

为什么是取消工本费,而不是完全取消暂住证,官方一定又是那套说辞.便于管理….

我就草了.真要有事的谁TMD的给你去办暂住证啊.这根本就是一个非常失败的举动.我在自己的国土上活动居住居然还要"暂住".这是TMD什么说法.有这个精力,为什么不去加强人口流动监控系统.难道每个人出行都是走路的?

办理暂住证还得我自己一趟趟的跑居委会.说不定办理人员还不在,然后择日…我就记得我的房东当时陪我跑了两次.可怜我背后看着她那不方便的双腿要陪我跑这事…..

以后不管到哪,老子都不会去办这暂住证了.爱咋地咋地!

最后，让我们借用马丁·路德·金博士的口吻，表达我们的梦想——
    我有一个梦想，我梦想有一天，我们的人民可以根据自己的意愿与消费能力，居住在自己愿意居住的地方。
    我梦想有一天，乡下的孩子能和城里的孩子一样坐在宽敞明亮的教室里，共叙兄弟情义，一起享受老师们借用先进的多媒体设备辅助的精彩的教学。
    我梦想有一天，河南湖北四川的孩子能享受与北京孩子一样的重点大学录取率。
    我梦想有一天，我们的孩子将生活在这样的社会：评价他们的不是户口和出身，而是他们的品格优劣。……
    中国要成为伟大的国家，这样的梦想必须要实现，也一定能实现！(林明理)

My Gravatar

doo — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 21:26:16 +0800

自己整理delicious的时候找到这么一个网站…是早前我注册并玩过的.现在都快遗忘了.抓图来纪念一下!

1.看着自己,好似蛮帅的样子…哇哈哈!

2.周围出现了一些人.

3.人越来越多

4.头像继续增加..我都快好不到自己了

5.勉强还能看到自己

6.现在,你还能找到我在哪么?

Photoshop CS

doo — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 21:16:05 +0800

这是早前雅加达公司为软件销售商 software-asli.com 作的一张 Photoshop CS4 的海报…呵呵!看着很有意思…完整的制作过程见这里

keylight1.2 for AE

doo — Mon, 10 Nov 2008 23:22:15 +0800

keylight是一个抠像插件…在以前我们还到处找着下载…虽然不大,但是很好用!

这个题目并不是说我要提供这个插件的下载.而是要说,AE CS4中已经集成了这个插件!

福音啊..哈哈!

后更正:从CS3版本中,AE已经集成这个插件了!而且一样是1.2版本!

插件截图:

效果截图:

poser for maya plugin have bug

doo — Sun, 09 Nov 2008 15:25:40 +0800

这是poser7 安装 for maya plugin的一个小Bug.其实对于特别熟悉菜单栏而不太使用shelf的人来说并无大所谓…

在安装了poser7 for maya plugin以后,shelf栏上就只有poser一个shelf,而诸如polygons等shelf都消失了…在maya的文档夹shelves里也只有shelf_poser.mel一项…

如果不熟悉shelf栏的话还真无从添加自己需要的Mel以及Ico.

删除poser7 for maya plugin以后会恢复Maya原本设置!

试用了2008 and 2009 版本都有这样的问题!

但是对于十分熟悉shelf并经常自己制作Mel的人来说这也不算是Bug了.

解决办法有三种,一种是自己根本不需要默认shelf,一种是将maya的文档夹里的shelf从新保存一个地方,安装poser for maya以后在复制回来,最后一个办法就是您如果不嫌弃麻烦的话,当然可以自己试着回复自己的shelf栏,一个个添加吧!

CGRoam

doo — Thu, 06 Nov 2008 02:05:38 +0800

自己新建立了一个CG主题网站.基本是SNS和论坛为主.

想来这两个基本类似的交流平台组合在一起应该是很有趣的事情.

趣味点就是这两个站点的资源是共享的….

也许以后打理博客会越来越少时间了.大部分时间都要放在论坛和SNS主站的管理上了!

网站建立后没有做大的设计动作,基本都是原始设置和样子.主要以交流为主,搞那么多花样干什么.重点是内容!对吧!:)

希望大家能在那里学到一些东西,找到自己正要寻找的解决方案…..:)

地址:http://www.cgroam.com

奥巴马退出美国总统竞选声明：请美国将我忘记(轉載)

doo — Mon, 03 Nov 2008 14:13:16 +0800

尊敬的美利坚选举委员会、迪恩主席（民主党）、麦肯恩参议员、参众两院议员们、亲爱的米歇尔、全国公民们！：

这是一个艰难的决定：我，现任民主党总统候选人奥巴马决定退出这场选举。

公民们，民主党的支持者们，我知道这着对你们是一个艰难的时刻。你们真切的希望我能带领你们，带领美国走出现在的布什低谷，希望我为你们带来更加自由和富裕的美国。请你们相信直到现在这一刻，你们的愿望仍然是我的信念，从未动摇。可现在我要告诉你们，我将离开这场选举，你们可以骂我是逃兵、懦夫。是的，你们可以——但是要在我讲完之后。

我知道，只要我稍微坚持一下，我可以轻松当选为世界最强国家的总统——这个星球上最有“权势”的人物。

可我还是选择放弃，公民们！我们国家民主价值的核心就是个人的自由，人人都有选择的自由，你们选择我而不是麦肯恩是因为我更加优秀，对吗？可现在我发现了一个比总统更加吸引我的职位，这个职位的魅力之大，足以使我有勇气承担失去总统职位的代价。

这个职位就是我决定要应聘的东亚某国某新兴城市海事局正局级党委书记的宝座。！！

安静！请安静，女士们！我理解你们的震惊，可是听我说。

你们都知道，严格意义上，我是肯尼亚人，感谢上帝我没有生活在非洲。我的祖辈和父辈之所以不远万里来到美国为了什么？你们和我一样都知道：为了自由！

为了可以表达自己言论的自由

为了可以选择信仰上帝的自由

为了免于匮乏不再忍饥挨饿的自由

为了避免恐惧的自由

自由是我们每个美国人崇尚的最核心的价值，ME TOO!

所以，我不能容许我的任何自由遭到践踏，可我发现我已经承受了很多的不自由，更令我不安的是我发现一旦我顺利进入白宫（这几乎是肯定的），我会被剥夺更多的自由。你们知道吗？我的父辈从非洲看到的自由的美利坚如同天堂一般美丽，因为她是自由的，所以他们毫不犹豫的从肯尼亚飘洋过海。

而现在，我看到了一个更加美丽的天堂，一个更加自由，更加迷人的国度。所以我和米歇尔毅然决定再一次飘洋过海，正如这个国家的谚语所说：良禽择木而栖。我再次提醒，我来自非洲。与已经去世的小肯尼迪参议员不同，我没有显赫的家世，这意味着我很在乎免于匮乏的自由。我承认我现在的确衣食无忧，可绝不是富裕。

作为参议员的薪水收入一直是几乎我所有的收入来源，你们都知道参议员的年薪仅仅是不超过二十万美元，事实上，在二零零四年之前，我和米歇尔全部收入都没有超过三十万美元。零六年好一些，超过一百万，可那是因为我出了一本关于父亲的书。我只有一个父亲和一个母亲，所以我不可能永远发这种以外的横财。

对，女士，你说的没错，如果我住进白宫，收入的确会提高。可是，布什总统的年薪也不过是40万美元。的确，这在美国算是中等收入，已经很不错了。可是，谁会拒绝金钱和财富呢？知道吗？在那个我即将踏上的美丽国度，好多和我同等地位，甚至更多地位与我远不能比的官员的收入…….是我远不能比的！

该国一个边陲小城市的车姓市长的非工资收入即可达两千万之巨（http://cpc.people.com.cn/GB/64093/64371 /8144622.html），要知道该国的货币被严重低估，两千万在该国的购买力就算不能与美元同等也差不了多少。当然，此人并未上的了该国非年薪收入排行榜，能进前十名的都是以亿来计算的。据公开报道的数据显示，该国一国有银行的支行行长上榜收入即可达40亿。

先生们！女士们！每次参议院组织到该国公务游我都不愿参加，不是因为我不喜欢这个国度的东方美食，而是我不愿在该国同僚面前寒酸到汗颜！

哦，布隆伯格先生也在座，您知道吗？该国纽约级城市市长非工资收入有三亿该国民币，而这位先生不用选举安居市长高位（含副职）达十数年之久。请问布隆伯格先生，您觉得天天坐地铁上班有意思吗？您还不想和我一起跳槽吗？反正比尔是想。

当然，作为潜在的规则，我不想对我热爱的国度的同僚的收入状况做更多的评论，毕竟我也要成为他们中幸福的一员了。

说起比尔，我们都知道关于他的一点传闻，诸如琼斯，莱文×基，实习生，椭圆办公室，雪茄…..因为斯塔尔的关系，这些本来愉悦的回忆都让他的总统生涯变得令人难堪。这也是比尔决定和我一起到该国谋职的原因之一。

这是该国另一种独具特色的迷人的自由。以那位三亿市长为例，这位先生还曾自由的拥有十一位实习生，当然他也不需要寒酸到在办公室实习，因为有一座龙柏行宫。当然他与邻省的一位厅级同僚相比就差的太远，这位先生自己记录的实习生就有140人——比尔听到这个数字的时候哭了！——同样为人民服务，做官的差距怎么就这么大？

上帝啊！这是一种怎样的幸福自由啊！与这种幸福相比，不要说我只是候选总统，就是现任总统又怎样？

还记得去年的龙卷风吗？那场飓风不只是卷走了成千上万人的家园，也卷给布什总统劈天盖地的臭骂，只是因为他反应迟钝了些——其实我们理解他的智商的。如果是在那个美丽的国度，我们假设铁路撞死了几百个人，那边的部长不仅不会被撤职，甚至道歉都不用。

这就是免于恐惧的自由发挥到极致的自由，官员们无需害怕，别说人身伤害，就连声音伤害都听不到。因为那边拥有真正的言论自由，官员们除了和我们普通民众拥有同等的言论自由外，还拥有另外的一种伟大的自由：免于唾骂的自由。

不要说报纸电台，哪怕是网络都会自动的删除掉一切让你不舒服的字眼，一片宁静一片河蟹。

反观我们，从州长到州议员，国会议员，各部长，有谁没有被骂过白痴的请举手？哦，布什总统举手了，抱歉，你已经被骂傻了，不算数。

哦上帝，这是多没美好的国度。不，从现在开始，我不再需要上帝了！

我不再需要信仰上帝，因为该国民币，该国实习生，该国河蟹就是我的上帝！我即将出任的职位将非常令人羡慕，至少可以公开实习一个十一岁的女孩！

别问为什么，因为我是部里派来的！！！！！！

永远爱你们的巴里。奥巴马

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