Brandon's Blog

7/17/2006

11:13 PM Nocturne

This is why robust authentication is so important for servers.

Silly lusers.

7/16/2006

It's coming...

Says the mighty Volkerding:

The name of the big kernel with many built-in options has been changed from test26.s to huge26.s to reflect that Slackware 11.0 will consider the 2.6.16.x kernel series to be a supported kernel series.

This is going to be a top-notch upgrade.

7/13/2006

Virtualtastic

Wow, that’s a lot of stuff going on.

Gentoo: emerge –sync
Windows: MCE, Firefox, Thunderbird
And the VMWare monitor.

And, just one hand’s worth of fingers or less since I installed the beta, the full v1.0 is out.

7/13/2006

Oh no...

Nerd Fight!

7/12/2006

I Must Say

The game has been upped, in the Cluster world.  I have to say this last update has given me a mental image of drug use far surpassing any other I have encountered.

7/12/2006

Holy Oracle Backend, Batman!

My SAP BW quer{-y is, -ies are} taking almost an hour to complete.  This time passes with the constant risk of a system lockup, at least with respect to GUI responsiveness.  Excel definitely is down for the count, and it’s a long count.

7/12/2006

Googly Like Cookie's Eyes

I have a very funny piece of antesonic.org + the-web-at-large information to report: I have finally been indexed by Google.  However, the funniness is not in the news, but in the Law of Unintended Consequences.  Experiment with me, if you will:

  1. Google for “brandon has the ball”: Sports article
  2. Google for “josh has the ball”: Cute puppy picture and sports article
  3. Google for “eric has the ball”: Buenos dias, immortality!

It’s been up for so long even Google knows it’s your turn.  Git ‘r done!

7/12/2006

Bug Report

As far as the block-highlighting goes, it is my conclusion that setting the text to full justify (CSS: text-align: justify;) creates this behavior.  I think Firefox handles it a bit more gracefully than does IE, which seems to drop to the floor with seizures whenever the mouse is dragged with the left button pressed.

7/11/2006

Teaser

One last thing for the night…

I’m thinking I’m going to finish up the rudimentary XML parsing and get some basic environmental commands going (“go” by way of ”{n, s, e, w, ne, nw, se, sw, u, d}” and “look”) next in Sigma.

Assuming denizens will come along with this increment, I will write the denizen locomotor, which will be like robbing babies, then I’m going to mess with the program and revel in my success for a while.  Maybe squeeze in a few more non-combat features (“say”-based conversations would be nice, as would be “emote”s).

Then, I think I’m going to release it as a preview.  I haven’t yet tested it in Windows, but I don’t think I’ve stepped into the 0.5% of Python that is platform-dependent, so it should work pretty well.  Heck, I may even package it as a Windows EXE, since that appears to be possible.

Where I am right now, which is basically a point at which whatever I had in C++ that I don’t have in Python is cancelled out by stuff I have in Python that I didn’t have in C++, I am at about 500 lines of code (counting blanks, which I would estimate at 10% of the total LOC).  That is, if we might manipulate the Spanish, LOCo.

7/11/2006

MMe Mme Good

Unable to sleep immediately because I slept near-catastrophically earlier in the evening, I became amused with the observation that the spelling “programme” is starting to look normal to me, now that I am working—imprecisely speaking due to the complexities of globalization—for a European company.  I’m also getting used to seeing things spelled in the way of “normalised” and “analyse.”  Oh, and “spelt,” but that one still doesn’t work for me.

This musing was invoked by a little field experiment in the way of verifying my weight-loss programme, which has yielded quite successful results.  While I hope it does not progress to this point, I have saved myself a few hundred dollars, as a suit that once was overly-snug now fits again.

Oh, and, whoever worked up “connexion” needs to jump in the Atlantic and swim on over to the sane side, by the way.  Wake up and smell the barbequed, Kentucky-fried pizza, my friend.

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