Posted on 27 March 2014 by Anton Alipov

Category: Art

The Bulbous Object Identified: A Short Note Upon Voynich f116v

The "unidentified bulbous object" in Voynich folio 116 verso is not Tycho Brahe's nose. And, what is worse, the four-legged animal is not a dog.

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Posted on 6 November 2013 by Anton Alipov

Categories: Telecom, Software

Quick Notes for OTRS 3.2 Installation in Linux

Internet suggests that, when launching OTRS in Linux, one encounters some typical yet frustrating problems not covered by the OTRS Administration Manual. I hope that information on how these issues are resolved will be helpful to the reader.

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Posted on 20 July 2013 by Anton Alipov

Categories: Telecom, Software

Xen 4 And Debian Squeeze: Setup With Two Network Interfaces

This tutorial explains how to install and configure Xen 4 in the setup with two network interfaces being assigned into different subnets. In practice, this setup is quite popular, because in production environments it is often required that two interfaces face two different subnets.

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Posted on 22 March 2013 by Anton Alipov

Category: Art

Subito

My love, ‘tis sad to leave you thus –
You know, I’ve tried.
A better fate was meant for us –
But was denied.

Though bitterness I never lacked,
You spilled me more;
Then, rattled that I don’t react,
You let it pour.

You let it paralyse my brain –
Expect that some
Of it will laden your own vein
For years to come.

Many a string my weary heart
Has torn for you.
I tear the last one on my part –
I hope, you too.

And now that a year has flown,
I wish you well.
I fear your “well” will mean “alone”,
But time will tell.

2013

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Posted on 12 January 2013 by Anton Alipov

Category: Soviet mass song

Evening in the Roadstead (1942)

This conception of this song was born in one of the August evenings of 1941, when Vasiliy Solovyov-Sedoy and Alexander Churkin together participated in clearance activities in the sea port of Leningrad. While Churkin and Solovyov-Sedoy were sitting aboard a barge enjoying the beautiful evening, in which nothing could bring reflections of war into one's mind, tunes of accordion were heard from some ship in the roadstead. On parting, Solovyov-Sedoy told to his comrade of his intention to compose a farewell song of mariners who are leaving their dear city.

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