Sunday, September 26, 2010

Chick-fil-a Breakfast


I always wake up on Sunday morning wanting a Chick-fil-a breakfast biscuit combo with OJ, ketchup, and a packet of honey. mmmm peanut oil!

but alas, Chick-fil-a is closed sunday morning.

Perhaps that is why I have the craving.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Need opinions on posting commit logs

It seems like it is really easy to make your version control software put a log of commits online.

Anyone have any thoughts to whether it is a good idea or not to have commits posted to twitter or something? (currently debating making a hook for git to send the last commit message to twitter)

People can see what you are working on and if you are working

People can see what you are working on and if you are working

(note: thinking of personal type repo with school work and little utilities, not some big open source project)

I am normally bad at commit comments, the last 20 for me most recent last(which turns out to be hard to read in that order):

stupid update to a file, doesn't matter, but I wanted to make
|->stuff consistant
updated some sources
fixed the script
new notes
slock and wmname first post
dwm updates
updates to dmenu
suckless stuff
added a paper with a definition for the word model that I liked
Started on the paper again
added a count words function to my emacs file
added thesis stuff to my resume, need to remember to add my real
|->abstract when I make one
new resume
gah, forgot these
made some sweet ssh stuff happen
I would improve commit comment quality (I hope)

I suppose I could just use github, but I wanted something that I controlled a bit more. for personal stuff.

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Cop comments while running

So, I am still running barefoot, doing about 81% of my run that way right now.

There is a lot of construction on this road that I run on. The construction is using these really small stones that are covered in tar. They tend to stick to bare feet.

I was running past a cop that was directing traffic around some of the digging machines/workers. As I was passing him, I got one of those stones stuck in my foot, so I hopped on one foot and removed it. I regularly see Cop #1 on this run in the morning.

Cop #1: "That's what happens when you run barefoot! ha! ha!" with a sort of weird expression on his face in a loud and boisterous voice.

Me: breathlessly run by but smile and nod

...the scene continues 200 ft down the road at the end of construction ...

Me: running by cop at the end of the construction

Cop #2's radio (Cop #1): "I am on Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee"
Cop #2 hopes that I didn't hear the radio.

Ha, maybe I misheard it. I suppose it would get really boring directing traffic around some dudes... then again, who uses that for an excuse to get high? Atl cops, it seems....