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Mobility by Colin | Thu, 22 Jul 2010 11:14:33 | 0 comments

Mostly because I was thinking of implementing something for E2, and wanted a prototype, I've implemented a perfunctory mobile interface for modern mobile browsers (small screens, low-bandwidth for faster load times, and assuming HTML).

For the moment it's controlled by a per-client switch (in a cookie) so I can test it on desktop too:

[set_mobile]

Mischief by Colin | Thu, 8 Mar 2007 22:06:28 | 0 comments

There was a story in the news recently about fake handicap parking badges. In particular, someone said something about Rich Bastards[tm] in particular abusing this concession.

So, when I turned the corner into Barony Street this evening and spotted a very, very shiny Bentley with a blue handicapped parking badge, this story floated through my mind. And then when two clearly-able-bodied men exited one of the establishments on the corner and climbed into this car, it asserted itself more firmly in my mind. I stopped and watched as the two men sat there for a moment. Perhaps they were waiting for an elderly relative to exit the establishment too? Perhaps, but I didn't really feel like giving them the benefit of the doubt.

So I walked back up to the car and, conspicuously, peered at the handicap parking badge for several seconds.

I then walked to the back of the car and, as they made ready to pull out, took my phone out, and (conspicuously? I hope so) photographed the back of the car including the license plate, before walking home.

Of course, when I got home and checked my phone, it seems I had neglected to actually save the picture.

I walk by, I fall down by Colin | Sun, 18 Feb 2007 17:17:19 | 0 comments

Spring hasn't quite sprung, but it almost feels like it's getting dangerously close these last couple of days. It's been bright. It's been frankly gorgeous-looking outside all today, but too bloody cold to actually go out in. It's almost painful to look at it.

It's doing something strange to my head. I'm all anxious, full of energy that I can't direct, and nothing much seems to be able to hold my attention. Actually, it's more like the prospect of focusing on one thing for any length of time seems unappealing.

When we have good weather in February, all the trees and flowers get confused. They poke their little heads up for some sunshine thinking "At last, winter's over!" and then a mere week later, their poor frosted buds are wishing they'd stayed indoors.

Maybe that's what's happening to me.

Or, maybe I'm just waiting for the ice to break. 

 


Amy Winehouse is on the cover of The List, which mean that every time I walk down the street, there's a picture of her, and the text of her name, on placards outside newsagents. This causes me consternation, because I read the text, and I have no context for it. "Winehouse", that doesn't mean anything. So my brain does a sort of click-spin thing and comes up with "Limehouse" and starts singing the Breeders song of that name.

Except that I'm still looking at the same text, so in my head, I end up substituting the lyrics "In a limehouse" with "Amy Winehouse".

It was nice of Kim Deal to write her a theme song, wasn't it? 

I walk by, I fall down by Colin | Sun, 18 Feb 2007 17:14:50 | 0 comments

Spring hasn't quite sprung, but it almost feels like it's getting dangerously close these last couple of days. It's been bright. It's been frankly gorgeous-looking outside all today, but too bloody cold to actually go out in. It's almost painful to look at it.

It's doing something strange to my head. I'm all anxious, full of energy that I can't direct, and nothing much seems to be able to hold my attention. Actually, it's more like the prospect of focusing on one thing for any length of time seems unappealing.

When we have good weather in February, all the trees and flowers get confused. They poke their little heads up for some sunshine thinking "At last, winter's over!" and then a mere week later, their poor frosted buds are wishing they'd stayed indoors.

Maybe that's what's happening to me.

Or, maybe I'm just waiting for the ice to break. 

 


Amy Winehouse is on the cover of The List, which mean that every time I walk down the street, there's a picture of her, and the text of her name, on placards outside newsagents. This causes me consternation, because I read the text, and I have no context for it. "Winehouse", that doesn't mean anything. So my brain does a sort of click-spin thing and comes up with "Limehouse" and starts singing the Breeders song of that name.

Except that I'm still looking at the same text, so in my head, I end up substituting the lyrics "In a limehouse" with "Amy Winehouse".

It was nice of Kim Deal to write her a theme song, wasn't it? 

The Sun shines out of our behinds by Colin | Sat, 17 Feb 2007 23:18:48 | 0 comments

Since the house server no longer does much other than storage and firewall/routing, I decided to swap mainboard/CPU/RAM with my desktop machine, because the processor in the server isn't doing much, and is twice is fast as my desktop's, which quite frequently does Stuff(tm).

Swapped the boards, plugged the server back together, and watched it reboot over and over again.

I had to use the kernel debugger to actually see what the problem was before it rebooted, and discovered that the root filesystem couldn't be mounted because the path to the root device in /boot/solaris/bootenv.rc was in OF format and specifically made reference to PCI device ids, which are of course different because now the root disk is on a completely different PCI device. Grr *stabby*

Then, of course, I had to run devlinks to get the /dev tree pointing at the right ids.

Now, I'm faced with the problem that for similar reasons, the all-important ethernet adapters aren't working either, thanks to the pesky /etc/device_aliases having PCI device numbers for the ethernet adapters.

I get the impression that I'm supposed to do a complete re-install for this sort of thing, but... ugh.

 Ugh.

Solvent Abuse by Colin | Sun, 12 Nov 2006 02:20:37 | 0 comments

I got home from work on Thursday evening and opened the door to the pungent smell of petrochemicals. Yes, downstairs are, it seems, sanding and sealing their floors: I figured this out because the next morning, I ran into the guys hauling the floor sander up the stairs.

I'm not sure exactly how they're getting up here, but the reek of fumes has been apalling these past two days, and was worst this morning. We opened the window and left the house, and have just got back to a freezing cold but almost breathable house. Having now closed the window and turned the heating back on, we're still freezing but the fumes are starting to get noticable again already. This can't be good for us, and it's certainly incredibly unpleasant.

If you don't hear from us for a couple of days, could someone call a coroner for us? Thanks.

In other news, it seems to be ages since we've seen any of y'all; pub, anyone?

Or, you know, you could come round here and we could get high off the fumes... 

Music: Gomez: Fill My Cup

I'm getting old... by Colin | Mon, 6 Nov 2006 04:41:36 | 0 comments

Here's an amusing little tale.

Yesterday, I walked past the cinema and spotted that they were running Clerks II. "Yes!" I thought, and rushed in and bought two tickets.  It was an 23:55 showing, but hey, I thought, it'll totally be worth it.

About 6pm that evening, I looked at the clock on the shelf. "Gosh," I thought, "I'm tired" and put some more coffee on. Then had some more coffee at around 8. And then at around 10. At about 11 I thought I should probaby go for a short nap, because I was completely knackered.

At 23:40 when my alarm went off to tell me to get up and see the movie, I briefly consulted Dorothy, who it turns out wasn't actually up for it either, and with a certain satisfaction, I dragged my sleepy ass off the couch and went to bed.

Of course, then I woke up at 6am this morning with an idea for a peephole optimisation that should shave a couple of cycles off the inner loop of a crypto benchmark I was looking at on Friday. Fun things to do tomorrow!

In other news, my ThinkPad's backlight seems to be going a bit: it's developing a dark patch at the bottom middle of the screen. I've been pondering over the last week, when it comes time to 'decommission' this machine, I may attempt to use it to replace willow. It's not all that much slower when it comes to CPU duties, and willow is under utilised anyway. All I'd need is a fast cardbus ethernet interface to connect to the LAN, and a couple of extra drive enclosure type things for the big disks. It ought to make a system that's a heck of a lot quieter and less power-hungry.

This is in no way at all, of course, spurred by fact that last week we received a power bill (electricity and gas) for £400 or so. They've been systematically underestimating us for about a year, and a couple of weeks ago a bloke came round and actually took a meter reading. 

Gosh, half eight.  Almost bed time, no wonder I'm tired...

With no power comes no responsibility. by Colin | Sun, 5 Nov 2006 00:13:18 | 0 comments

So, tonight we're off to see (2355 at the Cameo, incidentally...) Clerks II.

Normally, when encountering something that takes long-ago happy memories and tries to translate them into cold, hard new-millenium box-office cash, Dorothy uses the phrase "Stop raping my childhood, goddammit!", and its a phrase that, while the sentiment may seem compelling, can be in no way whatsoever applied to Clerks 2.

For starters, nobody's bending Kevin Smith's arm here, and he is the original creator afterall. He wants to make movies, that's all. It doesn't matter the quality, he's more than willing. We've all already seen Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back, haven't we?  We know that when it comes time to get low-down and dirty, he'll stoop to some pretty low depths. And we know he's not going to be stopping anytime soon.  It's completely consensual, nobody's raping anybody's childhood.

Basically, my childhood is whoring itself for crack. 

minitrue by Colin | Tue, 31 Oct 2006 16:03:20 | 0 comments
Well, this is fairly frightening.
 
In other news, Studio 60 looks to be cancelled. I'm gutted, but I was expecting it after the quality nosedive that was episode 6.