Ugh. There is a reason nerdish engineers (he's hardware and I'm software) don't talk about personal crap. We stink on ice giving condolences to people just like ourselves. It's a nerd-guy thing. At any rate, the awkward condolences did not last long and we could resume our intense discussion of our project, which we hope will rescue us from our evil corporate task-masters, who make us do stupid stuff that's no fun and which they demand be done the wrong way! Anyway, we agreed that the freaking meteor which has subtlely rearranged my schedule for me will now leave me plenty of time amid the ruins to bury my nose in code! Yes, I am not being sarcastic here. I need something to do. Software is a wonderful something to do. It consumes much time and brain energy which would otherwise be wasted worrying that there was nothing available to challenge me. Even so though, it was embarassing to open my mouth about my personal train wreck and yet it was even more embarassing to keep hiding it. It's done now. Maybe I'll give it a couple of months before I mention it to anyone else there at work -- after all, one person who knows is enough, isn't it?
Anyway. I wasted much time gold-bricking and making notes so that I can address 
prolixfootle's puzzler of a post. I have an angle that not one person on that page has considered, and I am anxious to drop it on Mr. Footle, because I think he needs to hear it. Arrogant much? Thought so. To that end, I made notes today in an e-mail message intending to mail it to myself here at home so that I could answer Footle's post. I left at six o'clock. I forgot to send the message, and it's sitting in the drafts folder of my mail program. This evening, I attempted to log onto my work mail to retrieve it from my drafts folder and found out that my password wouldn't get me in, even though it is supposed to be the same as my network password. If there is a hell, it is run by IT people. Robert says that IT stands for "Institutional Terrorists." Some days I believe him.
This day has been ridiculous, and when my day gets ridiculous, as it has often been wont to do since I have newly embarked upon singledom, I find myself asking "What would ingenuemuse do?" I do this because I am a complete fan of creative solutions to problems, and Muse is one of those people who I think has attacked the single life successfully with many varied and creative solutions to the lifestyle's pitfalls. Yes, I'm talking about you, if you're reading this. You're an inspiration, Dear, which is one of the reasons I friended you in the first place. I really don't have to tell anyone what she would do, when the day gets ridiculous, do I?
Oh! Well, yes, she might do THAT too but, er, but that's not what I meant!
Post a picture!
Okay Footle, now are you happy? I have posted one. Do not attempt to adjust your set -- I always look this fuzzy. I managed to take this one last evening. I'm warning you people -- subdued snickering is okay, but any snide comments and the next one goes up 1024 x 768 and not behind a nice, polite cut-tag either! Hmmm, that was kind of satisfying. I can see why she likes doing this stuff now. Maybe I should do more, and have 69 versions of myself with the same expression... Damn it Jim, I'm a software engineer; not an actor. Guess I'd best leave that to the professionals and crash out before I fall into my keyboard.
Nice pic! And no snickering or snide comments. Yet...
(Of course it's early)
"stink on ice" - did you snag that from Mel Brooks?
Good luck with your new project!
Thanks for your encouragement on the project. It's not really new, we've been kicking it around for some time (it's my friend's idea, I just bought in to be a part of it and write the software that it needs) but the pace of it is picking up lately.
Well, glad the pace is picking up on the project and it sounds like it will keep you well occupied. Good on you. :)
I find that this helps.
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love the pic
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Damned. Got to go to work soon. Why does interesting stuff always happen as soon as I have to be somewhere else?! I have a question. Did you finally get that e-mail I sent a couple of days ago? I don't want you to think I'm like, getting all antsy n' stuff, but I must admit to a certain amount of speculation, to whit:
- I creep Topaz out so bad she couldn't even finish reading my e-mail but she's just far too sweet to actually tell me something like that.
- Topaz treats her e-mail like her answering machine/telephone and lets messages pile up until the number of unread messages hangs on her screen, accusingly large, like the national debt -- nothing personal.
- Topaz read my e-mail but hates to keep the damned things cluttering up her mail folders so she deleted it and has forgotten that she was going to answer it.
- Topaz read my e-mail and loved it, and she'll reply to it as soon as she and her girlfriends can stop laughing and catch their breath.
- Topaz read my e-mail and is so intrigued that someone would actually ask which kind of coffee she likes to drink and what grind she needs before dropping a pound on her, that she is having difficulty deciding which flavor to choose.
- My e-mail has been intercepted by Homeland Security, and they will forward it to Topaz just as soon as they are absolutely certain that it contains absolutely no virtual anthrax. They will also send me a nice e-mail thanking me for alerting them to the existence of Topaz's journal, now that they too are addicted to it.
- One or both of us has a spotty e-mail service and Topaz never got my e-mail.
Could you just pick one of the above, please, just so I know? I'll expect an answer when and only if you feel like writing one, but I would like to know whether it vanished into some Internet black-hole or not. Thanks.Re: Modern Solutions To Lifes Challenges
8. Topaz, aware that a pound of whole-bean goodness is already on the way (and having been asked, beforehand, in the fashion of option 5, and therefore, knowing the coffee will be excellent), is merely waiting to ensure that an additional pound of coffee will arrive just as the first runs out, ensuring maximum freshness.
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It would be a rather clever way to accomplish this end, yes.
Combo plate number 1
--is closest
"Topaz treats her e-mail like her answering machine/telephone and lets messages pile up until the number of unread messages hangs on her screen, accusingly large, like the national debt -- nothing personal."
-- is also true
"Topaz read my e-mail and loved it, and she'll reply to it as soon as she and her girlfriends can stop laughing and catch their breath"
-- is almost true, but I tend to hang out with men, not women.
=)
Hear, hear.
Not that I'm down on Muse or anything -- she's great. I'm just not sure that "successfully" is the word of the day. :-)
Yes, yes! Join the Legion of LiveJournal Clones!
They Hung3r for your Bl00d.
-M
By Jove, I think you're right!
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That I would agree with.
-M
P.S. What sort of software do you make? (For a living that is. Of course, the embedded bit is your Intellectual Perspiration. [...Intellectual Pornography? Intellectual Prostitution? I'm getting closer, I think...])
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Actually, you're getting colder. The side project is a way of getting out of the corporate heap and into our own company with its own product. The work is pretty speculative, so far. The
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Actually, I knew that. I was merely trying to be amusing to some degree or another.
I don't have a problem with copyright, in and of itself. I think that software patents are silly, but I see no particular problem with patents on actual solid inventions.
And I am terribly curious as to what it is you're making, but of course, that's your Own Business. And not that I would probably totally understand, anyway. Embedded software isn't my specialty, though I did a bit of HC11 and other charming assembly in school. (Most of which I quite liked, actually.)
-M
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Apparently, you have over-discounted the qualification that it has all of the disadvantages of a third generation language with none of the benefits. I'd much rather be writing in C. Our applications written in the mess are highly coupled, low cohesion, plates of spaghetti code just chock full o' job security because nobody else wants to touch the nightmares. Their only saving grace are that they work, and they do a damned fine job.
I agree with you, software patents are silly. My friend and I are indeed hoping to build something tangible. I'm dying to talk about it, but we both agreed that neither of us would say anything about what it was until after we at least have a working prototype or two. It's purely speculative, at this point. There is a great deal of engineering work to be done, although if we get a prototype we're liable to see all sorts of venture capital.
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They were bad shivers.
-M
i would never snicker or be snide
can't believe i'm still awake
lol