gah.
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.
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)
Pros:
People can see what you are working on and if you are working
Cons:
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):
I would improve commit comment quality (I hope)
stupid update to a file, doesn't matter, but I wanted to make
|->stuff consistant
updated some sources
fixed the home.sh script
new notes
wmname
slock
slock
slock and wmname first post
dwm updates
dmenu
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
updates
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....
