A year and a few weeks since I last drank hard alcohol of any sort. I’m here to report things went much better this time. That and that a properly made old fashioned is a damn tasty beverage. If I’d known the bartender was doing buy-backs I probably would have downed several more.
Actually groaned at me when I told him not to work too hard on my way out the door this morning.
This Mefi post compiling intermission films [1] may be my most favorite thing this week. Certainly top ten. [1] http://www.metafilter.com/137494/The-refreshment-stand-is-closed-forever
All this talk of pushing builds during branching has lodged this into my head: Ye Gods! There is no respite.
Went visiting the waterheads downstairs to answer version control questions. They wanted email added to a post-commit hook. I recommended subscribing to the RSS feed our installation of Fisheye provides. They didn’t know what RSS was. They’re ostensibly web developers. A little bit of me died on the inside.
Jim climbed into his chair for the first time in a while tonight. This is how we like to see our boy.
That moment when you’ve managed to crawl so far back up the rabbit hole of interrupts that you forgot what you were working on before the interruption just satisfied. I cannot remember if there is another question I’m supposed to be answering or task to complete or if I can go back to doing code…
Unbridled optimism or hopelessly naive? You make the call: In a story relating how a team gave up seven goals in the third in a game they had been leading 3 – 0, on their way to their twelfth loss in fourteen games, be sure to mention how they’re still four points out from the…
Judging by the burning, throbbing pain where I broke my leg twenty-some odd years ago, we’re about to experience a storm of biblical proportions. The National Weather Service begs to differ.
Ouch: http://scoutingtherefs.com/2014/03/2170/linesman-andy-mcelman-takes-a-punch-during-avalanche-blackhawks/