<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-588220886689172109</id><updated>2011-10-08T17:37:45.912+01:00</updated><category term='Work'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Java'/><category term='coding'/><title type='text'>Idiot Monkey Coder</title><subtitle type='html'>I code, therefore I suck</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Idiot Monkey Coder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01193386539070766280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-588220886689172109.post-7526672742551375603</id><published>2011-07-16T13:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T13:28:23.024+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>New-New beginnings</title><content type='html'>I've been in a new job for the past few weeks now and I'm enjoying it. I got to play with stuff I haven't touched in ages, and although not my forte, it's fun. The first couple of weeks are quite curious for me, as I felt my new colleagues are sizing me up (maybe that's the paranoia talking, hello!).&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually don't want to pipe up too much, in case nonsense comes out of my mouth, as it tends to happen when I am nervous. However, the odd thing that has happened is that I started feeling a heck of a lot more confident as time went by, something which took a long,long,long time in my previous job. There's a refreshing lack of ego from everyone so far and my opinion is actively sought after, which is great.&amp;nbsp;Even though&amp;nbsp;it's a very traditional sort of organisation, in terms of development processes, they are very open-minded and will try new things if the justification is there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, the shine may eventually wear off and I might sing a different tune, but for the time being, all is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/588220886689172109-7526672742551375603?l=www.idiotmonkeycoder.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/feeds/7526672742551375603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=588220886689172109&amp;postID=7526672742551375603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/7526672742551375603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/7526672742551375603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/2011/07/new-new-beginnings.html' title='New-New beginnings'/><author><name>Idiot Monkey Coder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01193386539070766280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-588220886689172109.post-8840867368626543396</id><published>2011-04-26T00:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T00:25:57.286+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>On interviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was recently called up for a couple of job interviews. One of them looks very promising, both are with financial institutions. Now, anyone who knows me (well) will tell you this about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hate interviews, with a passion.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The night before one, I will pace endlessly, sleep fitfully, wake up with my head buzzing like a swarm of bees on acid. I will actually arrive at least 45 mins before, so that I can calm the hell down. Which doesn't really work all that well as I will get agitated again, the moment I start making my way to the doors.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Once I meet the interviewer and we exchange pleasantries, I await for the moment the dreaded &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;test&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;is wheeled out; at which point I feel like Han Solo on the interrogation slab, before Darth Vader. Quick check at my armpits and yes, I am sweating buckets and the sensation of a deep unpleasant heat develops at the pit of my stomach, even before I've looked at the questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've tried to reason why, many times, and it's a deep seated anxiety. I believe it stems from these three things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I always compare myself with the better person than me, and naturally find I am falling short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I forget things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I hate humiliation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The last one is a killer. I dont enjoy making a fool of myself, and I always want to have the answers for things I'm &lt;i&gt;supposed to be a damn professional at&lt;/i&gt;. So I take it as a major personal failing when I can't fully (or at all) answer something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, you can imagine what happened when I was given a written test &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;asked to comment on a piece of code on the fly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You probably think I soiled my pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I aced it, and I have no idea how. The information came readily available to me, I was fully answering what I knew, and taking an intelligent guess at what I didn't. Maybe this is a turning point for me, maybe this is a one off, but even if I dont get the job (one more interview to go) for one day, I felt so damn good about myself and my knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/588220886689172109-8840867368626543396?l=www.idiotmonkeycoder.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/feeds/8840867368626543396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=588220886689172109&amp;postID=8840867368626543396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/8840867368626543396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/8840867368626543396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/2011/04/on-interviews.html' title='On interviews'/><author><name>Idiot Monkey Coder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01193386539070766280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-588220886689172109.post-1343696088153958028</id><published>2011-04-08T13:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:24:20.717+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coding'/><title type='text'>On books..</title><content type='html'>A recent spate of self-loathing prompted me to post the following on Twitter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;The more I read @joshbloch 's books the more I want to sit in a corner rocking back and forth, mumbling "my code sucks" ad infinitum..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect anyone in particular to answer or comment, I was merely railing against my own&amp;nbsp;inadequacies. Yet an hour later &amp;nbsp;I received this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;@idiotmonkeycodr Sorry. &amp;nbsp;That wasn't my plan. &amp;nbsp;FWIW, I learned most of those lessons the hard way.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit..I peed myself because Josh Bloch deemed my bullshit worthy enough of a response (ok a little bit of hero worship in play here). However, I almost instantly realised, &lt;i&gt;I had actually inadvertently offended him&lt;/i&gt;. Here's someone who put a lot of fucking effort in producing books that are concise and well-read and some shit comes along and complains (albeit obliquely) that they point out the major suck-age in his code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all comes down to the fact that I feel very defensive about what I code, because I know my initial drafts are going to be bullshit, so to read how things should be done, makes me feel&amp;nbsp;embarrassed to call myself a developer (coupled with my bizarre inability to absorb and retain information, I've read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Effective-Java-2nd-Joshua-Bloch/dp/0321356683"&gt;Effective Java&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;probably 5 times now, from cover to cover, and I still cannot recall most of the nuggets of wisdom contained therein).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Google telling me (politely) to fuck off has seriously dented my confidence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/588220886689172109-1343696088153958028?l=www.idiotmonkeycoder.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/feeds/1343696088153958028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=588220886689172109&amp;postID=1343696088153958028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/1343696088153958028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/1343696088153958028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/2011/04/on-books.html' title='On books..'/><author><name>Idiot Monkey Coder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01193386539070766280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-588220886689172109.post-510857631560248064</id><published>2011-03-10T13:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-10T13:47:11.954Z</updated><title type='text'>HT on...HT off</title><content type='html'>HT turned off...moderately slow under load&lt;br /&gt;HT turned on...face meltingly slow under the weight of a fart&lt;br /&gt;May I please be allowed go in a corner and&amp;nbsp;head-butt&amp;nbsp;the wall to death?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/588220886689172109-510857631560248064?l=www.idiotmonkeycoder.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/feeds/510857631560248064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=588220886689172109&amp;postID=510857631560248064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/510857631560248064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/510857631560248064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/2011/03/ht-onht-off.html' title='HT on...HT off'/><author><name>Idiot Monkey Coder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01193386539070766280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-588220886689172109.post-2922534933064837192</id><published>2011-03-06T22:43:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:29:07.268Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>4 years later</title><content type='html'>Sigh..feels like 4 years was yesterday. When the spectre of middle age wasn't waving to me from a distance. When I thought I would actually be working for a job that made me genuinely excited to be there.&lt;br /&gt;What a bunch of sh*t.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what, interview rejection is a bitch. Not in general, but in particular, for the job you really &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;wanted. I've tried The Search Overlords twice so far. I've failed, miserably in both attempts. The second one was an online test, &lt;i&gt;&amp;lt;bitterness on&amp;gt;&lt;/i&gt;the ones which really tell your examiner if you know your arse from your elbow and whether you are a good software designer &lt;i&gt;&amp;lt;bitterness off&amp;gt;&lt;/i&gt;. It doesn't help I go to pieces each time I face a coding&amp;nbsp;exercise. I usually need a little more time, nay, a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; more time, than they allow, but obviously that's never going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of, I wanted to lay my head on the floor, hold my laptop over my head and let it fall on my face. Pointy side first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will not be proceeding with your application". Yep, I knew that about halfway through the exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm a bad coder, it kills me though that apparently I'm nowhere near the level of brilliance they are after, it makes me feel inadequate, and I start second-guessing my everyday work. I haven't slept properly since the fail-fest, I go to sleep with code in my head, and I wake up with a splitting headache, and the promise of a punishing day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/588220886689172109-2922534933064837192?l=www.idiotmonkeycoder.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/feeds/2922534933064837192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=588220886689172109&amp;postID=2922534933064837192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/2922534933064837192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/2922534933064837192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/2011/03/4-years-later.html' title='4 years later'/><author><name>Idiot Monkey Coder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01193386539070766280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-588220886689172109.post-6356525022015128463</id><published>2007-07-23T21:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:53:19.319Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>New job!</title><content type='html'>Hm, I haven't obviously gotten the hang of blogging, kind of don't see the point (horror!)&lt;br /&gt;of it sometimes but I guess that's the beauty of the technology..you don't have to if you don't want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress. After 4 years at my current job, I am moving on! I'm really excited about it as the guys there are real early technology adaptors and seem to know their stuff ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/588220886689172109-6356525022015128463?l=www.idiotmonkeycoder.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/feeds/6356525022015128463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=588220886689172109&amp;postID=6356525022015128463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/6356525022015128463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/6356525022015128463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/2007/07/new-job_23.html' title='New job!'/><author><name>Idiot Monkey Coder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01193386539070766280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-588220886689172109.post-8655834368101229282</id><published>2006-12-12T00:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:40:49.723Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Java'/><title type='text'>Java 6 is out</title><content type='html'>From java.sun.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;JavaScript integrated and included with the platform &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scripting languages framework extends support for Ruby, Python, and other languages &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete light-weight platform for web services, right out of the box &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simplified GUI design and expanded native platform support &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Full JDBC4 implementation providing improved XML support for Databases &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Java DB included with the JDK, a free to use and deploy Java Database &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Full support by NetBeans IDE 5.5 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apart from the NetBeans support ,which I care very litte about anyway (Eclipse all the way!), the scripting integration is a really exciting feature. This also shows that Sun is "worried" about being overtaken by these languages so it wants to bring them in the "fold" quickly and provide incentives to programmers already using Java, to stick with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;code&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ScriptEngineManager mgr = new ScriptEngineManager();&lt;br /&gt;ScriptEngine jsEngine = mgr.getEngineByName("JavaScript");&lt;br /&gt;try {&lt;br /&gt;jsEngine.eval("print('Hello, world!')");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;catch (ScriptException ex) {&lt;br /&gt;ex.printStackTrace();&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;/code&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As simple as that. The nice bit is that you can provide core operations using Java and let your users expand on them using javascript or some other scripting language.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/588220886689172109-8655834368101229282?l=www.idiotmonkeycoder.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/feeds/8655834368101229282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=588220886689172109&amp;postID=8655834368101229282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/8655834368101229282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/588220886689172109/posts/default/8655834368101229282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.idiotmonkeycoder.com/2006/12/java-6-is-out_12.html' title='Java 6 is out'/><author><name>Idiot Monkey Coder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01193386539070766280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
