dissent
I hadn’t realized that Beltzner was at the Matthew Good concert along with us. I wonder if he was as entertained as we were by the guy running around with white LEDs all over his jacket, dancing like a fool. I also wonder which hypocrisy he thinks Matt was pointing out. I recall him talking about Operation Playmate deciding to continue with non-nude photos to avoid offending various Islamic nations — as a rather contrived segue into a description of US troops kicking back with a Bud to relax after a hard day of slaughtering women and children — and his mention of Ernie Eves’ claim of wide-spread Ontarian support for the US military action. (I keep hearing that Canada-wide support is in the mid-70s, which makes the Ontario-vs-Canada dichotomy even odder, but maybe he’s not had time to keep up with polling data while on tour.) Neither of those seem like pointing out hypocrisy — an activity for which I offer nothing but unbridled support — but there might be something else I’m forgetting. I don’t agree with all of Matt’s politics, but he’s at least well-spoken, even if I think the random anti-American cheap shots are beneath him. I don’t know why that previous sentence is there, since it really doesn’t flow from the thought before it, does it?
Mom visited yesterday, and we all had a good time. She was even nice enough to not object to Phil and I taking brief naps. Sounds like she might come back next weekend to coordinate a visit with my cousin, which will be a nice break.
Disabling the page cache yesterday helped, but then I had to fix a few other gotchas in our debugging infrastructure — it’s like a fireman arson party, the way these tools keep getting in my way. Some semi-routine maintenance on the large test cluster apparently didn’t go so well, so instead of being ready for dataset creation on Friday night, we’re now thinking tonight will be the night. Or tomorrow, maybe. I fixed some bugs today by inspection, since running tests was foiled in various uninteresting ways.
And now, hockey.
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Oh, the hockey. If the hockey were any more exciting, I would need to wear a diaper.
The landlord came by today to ask about the signs he’d put on our front yard advertising the newly-approved townhouse development, and which had been vandalized some time last night. We hadn’t seen anything, or we’d have called the police, but it was sort of surprising. I don’t usually imagine a large overlap between the neighbourhood reactionaries and the spray-paint crowd.
Those wacky guys from IBM UCD are at it again:
IBM tells us that the absence of Windows key is a result of internal ergonomic and usability studies which determined that putting a Windows key on a keyboard alters the normal typing pattern and makes the unit less ambidextrous.
Not that I’d really ever buy a Thinkpad, but it’s nice to know that they’re still innovating in the space. And so is Shuttle, who I may reward with a purchase the next time I need a computer. (Even I’m not fooled by that use of “need”.)