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<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 22:12:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Life</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2013/04/still-alive.html</guid>
<description>Nobody writes blogs any more, everybody is on Odnoklassniki and Facebook. Meerim stopped writing, Aibek never wrote. I look at this blog and I see the 2005 me, very funny, very serious. I will leave it here. Maybe in ten years I will read it to my son. (Yes, we will have a son in July, inshallah.)…</description></item><item><title>Married life, three months</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2012/12/married-life-three-months.html</link>
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<description>Things that are different: There are two toothbrushes in the glass. This is not a metaphor. The flat smells of her tea (jasmine) and my solder (flux). I now know what time it is, because someone tells me. My grandmother calls every evening &quot;to ask about the weather&quot;. Things that are not different:…</description></item><item><title>Married</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2012/09/married.html</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2012 14:00:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Life</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2012/09/married.html</guid>
<description>A short post: on Saturday I got married. Her name is Aizhan, she works at the Talasbank branch on Ayyubov street (that is how I met her: her ATM was broken). The toi was at the Altyn Ordo toikana, 300 people, my mother is very tired and very happy.</description></item><item><title>A broken ATM and a girl</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2012/03/a-broken-atm-and-a-girl.html</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2012 22:30:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Life</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2012/03/a-broken-atm-and-a-girl.html</guid>
<description>This is the story of how I met someone. I will tell it in the third person, because I am shy. A man who fixes ATMs got a call: the machine at the Ayyubov street branch has a card jam. He came. A young woman from the bank was standing next to the machine, with her arms crossed, looking at it as if…</description></item><item><title>Why Google cannot find us</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2011/11/why-google-cannot-find-us.html</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 21:35:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Computers</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2011/11/why-google-cannot-find-us.html</guid>
<description>Very interesting article in the Talas Herald today: a lecturer from our computer science faculty measured why Iradi sites disappeared from Google and Yahoo since 2009. Short answer: the gateways at the border refuse connections from foreign data centres, so the search robots cannot come in. So for…</description></item><item><title>Meerim&#x27;s toi</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2011/08/meerim-s-toi.html</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2011 22:15:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Life</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2011/08/meerim-s-toi.html</guid>
<description>I was at Meerim&#x27;s toi yesterday: Talgat invited me (Talgat came from Almaty with two suitcases of presents). The toikana is on the river, 400 guests, a hundred tables, a tamada who could make a stone laugh. The sep was shown, the kuda was done, the groom looked as if he had been carried there in a…</description></item><item><title>Posting from my phone</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2011/06/posting-from-my-phone.html</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2011 12:40:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Computers</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2011/06/posting-from-my-phone.html</guid>
<description>I am writing this on the bus. Kündölük 3.0 opened yesterday with a new feature: you can post from a phone, by a special page. My thumbs do not agree. It took me eleven minutes to type &quot;hello&quot;. If this post has strange letters, it is because the phone thinks the Iradi letter ı is a mistake. I&#x27;ll…</description></item><item><title>What the machine knows</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2010/10/what-the-machine-knows.html</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 24 Oct 2010 21:30:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Work</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2010/10/what-the-machine-knows.html</guid>
<description>Things I know from the logs of a bank machine, without knowing a single customer&#x27;s name: On the 1st and 15th of the month the queue is long and the machine is happy. The most common amount is 50 som. The second most common is &quot;everything&quot;. Many people take the card out before the money. The…</description></item><item><title>Three a.m.</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2010/03/three-a-m.html</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 03:20:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Work</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2010/03/three-a-m.html</guid>
<description>It is 03:20. I&#x27;m writing this in the dark kitchen after a night call. An ATM at the railway station refused cards. Remote check: nothing. I took a taxi to the station (the driver asked if I was a doctor), opened the machine in front of two sleepy people with suitcases, and found a piece of chewing…</description></item><item><title>Grown-up life</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2010/02/grown-up-life.html</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 19:00:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Work</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/bekzhan/2010/02/grown-up-life.html</guid>
<description>Sorry, no posts for a long time. Since November I work in the IT department of Talasbank, in the group that looks after the ATMs. When an ATM in Talas does not give money, it is my phone that rings. At 3 in the morning too. Good salary (for Talas). Bad sleep.</description></item></channel></rss>
