always interested in offers/projects/new ideas
eclectic experience in fields like: numerical; web /
enterprise / xml; functional languages, etc.
based in santiago,
chile, but willing to telecommute worldwide.
cv;
papers;
for more information, please
email.
warning: i've had these pages for years. there's a lot of old, unmaintained, out-of-date crud lying around. sorry.
new(ish) content:
software available includes support for creating images and web sites in haskell, java packages (parser for xpath patterns in xslt; verification of javacc parse trees; etc), a package to generate rhythms using genetic algorithms in lisp (rewritten in ml, along with physical synthesis of drums, but that code incomplete and not public), a fast 2d ks test, a way of producing cmyk tiff files (for printing), the only known "hello world" program in malbolge, and an interpreter for a language described by dijkstra.
or maybe you'd like something pretty to look at? try this gallery, or these photos.
viva chile mierda is about the detention of pinochet in britain. i've also got an old usenet post i quite like on nike in indonesia. several of my pages, while not really political, worry about how to live within society.
my most referenced page is an introduction to programming languages (it really needs more work - please try this essay instead). you can also read some book reviews - maybe aardvark, or underworld.
i also have an on-line diary and autobiography.
don't like my style? then you won't like this.
When I looked up from my blank page
there was an angel in the room
A rather commonplace angel,
presumably of lower rank.
You cannot imagine, he said
the degree to which you're dispensible.
Of the fifteen thousand hues of blue
he said, each one makes more of a difference
than anything you may do
or refrain from doing,
not to mention the felspar
or the Great Magellanic Cloud.
Even the common plantain, unassuming
as it is, would leave a gap. Not you.
I could tell from his bright eyes -
he hoped for an argument, for a long fight.
I did not move. I waited in silence
until he had gone away
Hans Magnus Enzensberger - The Visit