Local Boy Does Good

Bharat announced:

Hi, guys. You all know Jesse from the work that he's done on Gallery 1.x and his G1 snapshot page. I'm happy to say that Jesse has joined the core team as a G2 developer. He's been an active participant in the project for at least a year and is already hard at work on the G1 -> G2 migration module. Welcome, Jesse!

I don't know about the rest of you, but I feel very honored. It happened sort of backwards, with me hanging out on the developers list and making suggestions amongst a steady stream of wisecracks. I had submitted a major refactoring of the Gallery V1 code a few months before, and I was doing my best to continue making myself useful. Someone asked if I was on a particular private developer's list, and I used that opportunity to ask to join the list.

I did a happy little dance and got all nervous and sweaty. Uh… never mind that. I'm happy.

Jesse Mullan

Developer, G1 snapshot page maintainer

Okay, this how it really went down- Bharat pulled me aside to accost me:

Bharat: ding dong. you there?

Jesse: Yes. Am I in trouble?

Bharat: Quite the opposite-

Bharat: My question for you is: did your request mean that you wish to be a member of the core team, or do you just want to be a fly on the wall of core discussions?

Jesse: Of course I want to be part of the core team and I would be honored. However, I will gladly defer to your judgement or the judgement of the team.

Bharat: Which team would you like to be on?

Jesse: My gut reaction is to request a spot on gallery 2.x. I will really have to work to get up to speed, but I know that's where the future of gallery lies, and that's where I will build the most new skills.

Bharat: Ok. All of the above is what I was hoping you'd say

Bharat: http://gallery.sf.net/wiki.php?page=Development%20Team

Bharat: welcome to the team.

Jesse: Thank you!

Bharat: I'm confident that you're going to do very well with G2

Jesse: I have already learned a lot of very useful skills, and I hope to continue that.

Jesse: Can I turn off interview mode?

Bharat: :-)

Bharat: No, one of the requirements for this position is that you suck up to me for the next 15 years. and give me your firstborn child.

Bharat: I like to wait until the candidate has accepted the job before I spring that on him

Jesse: Only the firstborn? You could have had the first two.

Bharat: No way, 3 kids is my limit

Jesse: I have to say that this is one of the best things to happen to me in the last year or so

Bharat: This particular thing didn't just happen to you. You made it happen for yourself and I, for one, am very happy that it did.

To the best of my knowledge, Bharat looks nothing like Lumburgh.

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I Hunger


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SCO versus Linux, Hazzard-style


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Finland: The Foreigner’s Guide to Finland


Have you ever considered Finland as a travel destination? Read this guide to Finland - it's very informative and sometimes a little bit funny.

For the record, my roommate is at least 50% Finnish. I live in Minnesota, which has large groups of Finns wandering the countryside, especially up north.

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Debian in the hizzle

My good friend Monte gave me a laptop with a broken hinge. I did my best to fix the hinge but it is still a little bit funky. Then, after vainly trying over and over to get Kory's spare wireless ethernet card working, we discovered that it won't operate in Linux. Kory sold that WiFi card to Monte , and I figured that was that. A laptop just isn't that useful with no internet connection.

So, today, as I walked past the dumpster next to Monte's place, I noticed a shrink-wrapped box sitting on top of the pile of wood scraps and broken windows. I fished it out and discovered that it was a regular ethernet card. That means that within a few hours I was able to get Debian reinstalled and gnome and Mozilla running. As of this moment I am typing on the laptop.

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How Nintendo Are You?

How nintendo are you?

Joss Whedon rules. Go watch the Buffy finale!

This week on Buffy:


Giles sits at the table with Xander. There is a pile of books and plans before us, so we can't see the map they are referring to. AMANDA looks on, and an ND potential. They are tired, but earnest.

GILES: I've gotten turned around. You're here.

XANDER: By the pillar, yeah. I'm protecting this area.

GILES: That puts me here. By the door. Demons around the perimeter… right. So I open the door.

Widen to find ANDREW, reading from an old rule book with some handwritten notes on loose leaf. And, oh, yeah, he's wearing a red cloak, hood up.

ANDREW: You go through the door… you are confronted by Trogdor the Burninator.

GILES: Bugger all. Fight.

Giles rolls ten-sided dice.

ANDREW: Adios to five hit points. Trogdor has badly wounded you.

GILES: What about my bag of illusions?

ANDREW: Illusions? Against a burninator?


Silly, silly British man.

AMANDA: I invoke a time flux on Trogdor.

ANDREW: Step down, girlfriend, you can't just –

AMANDA: Ninth level sorcerer, and I carry the emerald chalice. Trogdor is frozen in time, deal with it.

XANDER: Smackdown on red riding hood ! This could get ugly.

GILES: Could it possibly get uglier? I used to be a highly respected Watcher. Now I'm a wounded dwarf with the mystical strength of a doily.

(rubs his eyes)

I wish I could just sleep.

AMANDA: What kind of person could sleep on a night like this?

WIDEN to find Anya, head on the table, snoring away. Xander puts a hand on her head, affectionately.

XANDER: Only the crazy ones.

By the way, I think that this means that I should go to bed.

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Lunar Eclipse

Last night the guys came over for Magic night, but again, there was no playing of Magic the Gathering. Instead, we grilled bratwursts and watched the moon turn an evil blood red- well, gray red really. Actually, it was kind of a dirty brown color. Never mind.

Matt Dees said:

why is it that after i take out my contacts and brush my teeth i become
awake again?

anywho the navy likes eclipses too actually there is another total lunar
this year and if you want to go to antartica or austrailia you can see a
total solar as well…


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Morning people are evil robots in disguise

You know how in movies, people always wake up by snapping open their eyes and leaping out of bed? That just ain't right. People who do that are actually evil robots like the Terminator (as played by Arnold “It's not a tumor” Schwarzenegger). Humans wake up slowly, and stumble around until they get their coffee - or until noon, whichever comes first.

Check your friends. Check yourself. Evil robots are everywhere.

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I gotta get me a Woolrich coat

I had a sudden craving for rap mixed with marching band. There really needs to be more of it, and I'm not talking about the flashy twirly stuff- I want funky drummin', screaming wild brass, and the biggest bass drums you can find. If you can mount timpani in wheelbarrows I don't think it would be too much.

Then again, I'm weird.

Lil' Kim rapped in The Jump Off:

I got my eye on the guy in the Woolrich coat

Don't he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat?

Uh! Let me show you what I'm all about

How I make a Sprite can disappear in my mouth….HO!!!!

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I got a new “job”, and I’d like to sing a song about it.

Dolly Parton sang in the classic song “9 to 3″:

Tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen,

Pour myself a cup of ambition,

yawn and stretch and try to come alive.

Jump in the shower, blood starts pumpin

Out in the streets traffic starts jumpin

With folks like me on the job from 9 to 3

Workin 9 to 3 what a way to make a living,

Barely gettin by, It's all talkin and no givin

They just use your mind and they never give you credit

It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it

etc. etc. more yammering etc.

I would have rhymed “jumpin'”, “pumpin'” and “humpin'“, or perhaps “funkin'“.

Matt said:

Did you really score some work? Do tell.
And, if you did, just make sure you don't get all tied up like the dude in the movie.

Mike Anson said:

Unless you're getting paid for that sort of thing.

To which I respond:

Yep, I'm a temp again. Of course, my first day was last Wednesday and I proceeded to injure my back that evening while babysitting. Thursday I spent on the floor. When I had to pee bad enough I forced myself to crawl into the bathroom and pulled myself up onto the toilet. It was a real “Drama in Real Life” moment. By that evening I was sort of able to walk, but I required frequent visits to the floor to lie down. Friday I started to turn into a normal person again: I could stagger around in a semblance of normalcy by the afternoon. By Friday evening I could sit in a chair for an hour or so. Over the weekend a team of engineers made me better, faster, stronger. Now it just occasionally feels like something has been bolted to my kidneys.

My job is scheduling appointments for an Executive Vice President and supporting her employees and coworkers. Next door is the company travel agent who is constantly saying things like “it might be easier if you have a stop in Seattle on your way back from Japan“, and “I have you scheduled for a flight to London on the 10th”. I want to fly overseas, instead of wincing in my office because I can't quite get comfortable in my chair.

I don't think that I could get into getting tied up, unless it was by asian and redhead chicks. Um, nevermind. I'm a little tired and loopy from Ibuprofen.

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