I blog so others can suffer too.Keep me posting
Loving some Ian Dury oh yeah he had polio as a kid now getting mad about antivaxers and pandemics and —
yes yes dear dear perhaps next year or maybe even neverin whichcase
#NowPlaying
Ian Dury and The Blockheads — Reasons To Be Cheerful, Pt 3
https://song.link/i/1490290295
The smoothest damn band I have ever heard in my life.
#NowPlaying
Ian Dury and The Blockheads — Sex & Drugs & Rock ’n’ Roll
Holy crap but Laravel’s an entire dang ecosystem. I knew, but I didn’t know.
Just spent half an hour trying to figure out why $PYTHONPATH wasn’t picking up a local include lib.
Realized I misspelled said lib in my script file.
My mom updated her Facebook cover photo. I’m so proud.
Post-travel COVID test came back quick, and was negative. Back to hiding until we all get vaccines.
https://hackers.town/users/zpojqwfejwfhiunz/statuses/105595048761080875
I keep wanting to play with Dart but then I remember it’s a Google thing. Then I think about all the other Google things, like how they cancel the wrong projects and fire the wrong people.
Haven’t done anything new with Dart just yet, that’s all I’m saying.
Momentous occasion.
First leaf blower of a new administration.
Post-travel COVID test done. Now we wait.
Tidy up my invoke task names into collections.
Spend the rest of the day typing the old task names.
Caffeine. Work. Learning enough about data visualization to implement a ticket.
Cycling back to TiddlyWiki for my notes, since most of the “gosh I wish tool X had feature A” where A was a feature already covered by TiddlyWiki or one of its plugins.
Thumping bass car stereo playing country pop music. It’s like the peanut butter and chocolate of things I don’t like.
Loved visiting my mom, but love being home too.
So many hours in an N95 mask this weekend. Still gonna get another covid test in the next couple days.
Tree!
Exiftool getting hung up on old iTunes XML files. I could just not have it look at those but then my goal of completely indexing my hard drive would be a lie.
They’re having an awful lot of fun with sharp objects. Nothing to worry about. Nope. Perfectly safe.
I consider it a good sign when the Kansas hotel serves you a coffee blend called John Brown.
Mirror shades and middle fingers. Me being an early 90s cliché with my friend. Photo via my mom.
I can tell she loves me, because today I’ve been complaining pretty much non stop about airports and travel and the failings of humanity, and she still holds my hand with a smile.
I can tell she’s smiling under the mask because of that crinkle.
Nine hours in an N95. Good seal. Rough on beards.
