hirez: (Bunny Eye)
Tidying the outside (or at least the bit of outside that the bank considers I mostly own) continues. If not apace, then at least awalk or apotter.

After the excitement of Fire! yesterday, there was putting the remains of the fire in the composter, putting some other stuff in the composter, weeding round the bottom of the near end of the clothes line and then realising that that the near end of the clothes line was only upright through rust and rotten wood holding hands.

First port of call - http://u-bolts-r-us.co.uk (An actual website, m'lud) who didn't keep V-bolts.

Second port of call - Blakes of Sheffield. I was tempted to order seven things because it's Eastercon in the other window.

N-th port of call, sparky fun machine shop because swearing away at a rusty bolt with a Junior hacksaw will be less than no fun. Also, angle-grinder.
hirez: (Laser goggles and raybans)
I've just performed the Internet equivalent of lobbing the paper across the room and muttering 'Bloody charlatans should be bloody horsewhipped. And the Inspiral Carpets.' Only because the laptop's not mine-mine and the Linux box is too heavy to throw comfortably, I just closed the tab and resolved to write a stroppy post somewhere no-one will read it.

Perl, right? Appaz. 'The kids' are getting (back) into it because, I don't know, ZX Spectrums, Vengaboys and brightly coloured foreign shoes. The reason the relevant article was pleased to call a thesis was because when they did dotcom 1.0, Perl had near total market penetration the like of which the PHPythonRubyNodeClojure fanpersons can only envy.

Which is partly true.

When we did dotcom 1.0, Perl5.0.cock was the only game in town and everything else was even worse. Shellscript? I watched some daft bugger try to code up a system in not-even-bash on a xenix box. I wrote some mostly-functional client/server stuff in C.

In the early 90s I did rather a lot of C hacking. I was quite good at it and quite familiar with the inside of the Greymatter catalogue. (Greenleaf comms and FTP TCP/IP libraries most specifically) And, modulo the joy of hunting down obscure pointer bugs, I could probably call it 'fun'.

Fast-forward a bit and we're ankle-deep in O'Reilly,Sun and Cisco books as we try to bootstrap an ISP. Imagine there not being a Google or a superexchange to cut & paste from. (You can't. I mean, I can barely remember how we did it.) But, y'know, we weren't idiots. We knew Livingstone Portmonsters and DHCP was the way forward, rather than whatever-the-hell-it-was that Demon did. And, after a brief and mistaken adventure with a Perl4 package from Sunsite, I got really quite bored with handrolling perl5.

I didn't find Perl coding pleasant. I could do it, because one procedural language is pretty much like any other, and it seemed much more capable than this 'personal home page' macro malarkey that some German kid was playing with, but it was just... Ugh. Everything about it was... Ugh.

However, because time had moved on and we were up to Perl5.2 or 3 or something on Deadrat5 or 6 and everyone around me was all like 'oh eh right perl it's banging and sorted geezer' I assumed that I'd just got old and stupid and I should stick to hating SysV like any other sensible person.

It turns out that actually I'm significantly more productive in Ruby, which was a jolly pleasing discovery to make.

I'm sure Perl's got a place, just as long as it's nowhere near me.
hirez: (Object)

Before: a pile of cheap bits.

After: assemblage of cheap bits. Arduino Uno - model's own.

Hand-assembled Adafruit motor-control board. Appears to pass the smoke-test and drive a servo.

This modern safety-solder doesn't 'wet' right, does it? I'm hoping that the rough-looking joints are JPEG artifacts.
hirez: (Trouble with my worms (i))
Dear SF-types complaining about the death of short fiction.

Where's yours?

(Actually, I think the complaining was from the sorts who'd not want anything to do with this modern technology malarkey anyway, so the set of podcast sites, short fiction sites, online 'zines and, um, other stuff I wot not will already have been harrumphed at. I must also admit that I have a vague hankering to attempt an ipad-based 'zine. It's been over twenty years since I had anything to do with that sort of thing, mind. Perhaps I will ignore the idea until it buggers off instead. Yes. That would be best.)


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