ghorwood @ghorwood@mastodon.social
in 1996 i tore my rotator cuff trying to throw my kick drum off the stage and into the audience at some all-ages show in winnipeg.
i also write software.
i had great plans to write my fancy new logstash conf and to turn the compost pile and finish reading "seveneves" tonight.
but instead i just drank bourbon and watched the election. i stand by this.
i spent all day on twitter. and i realized that over there i deliberately curate this more sanitized version of myself and it sometimes grates on me. so this:
i miss phone phreaking. i've been thinking a lot recently about the glory days of crossbar and soldering tone boxes and just... exploring. computers are great and all, but the feel isn't the same. it's like vinyl vs mp3s.
i stabbed myself in the wrist with a paring knife making breakfast. i stabbed myself in the same wrist, with the same knife making lunch. seriously.
y'know that trope where the guy paints the bench and then sits on the bench and gets paint all over his pants or whatnot? i just did the software equivalent of that.
developer table top rpg
player: i open the source file. i look around.
gm: <rolls> you see a class.
player: i instantiate using my <shuffles paper> 'new' keyword.
gm: you fail. it's abstract.
player 2: try subclassing it...
player: i subclass it!
gm: alas, it is also 'final'. you fail.
player: this game sucks. i'm going to play mario kart.
emacs: we have a mastodon client now!
vim: we just edit text. you came here to edit text. that's what we do.
notepad: we can't edit text.
i made a chair out of a kit of pre cut wood. i used power tools. i drank beer and listened to heavy metal while doing it. all four legs touch the ground at the same time. there are no parts left over.
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how do you like me now, dad?!
an unpopular opinion about dogs. Show more
First the queers and furries build a space where they can be themselves.
Then the infosec folks find that it fits well with their values.
Then the communists flock to the first real alternative to capitalist monopoly on shortform burst communication.
Then the artists come to find new walls to paint and nobody to tell them no.
The intellectuals, the chroniclers, the priests and the prophets, singly and in droves.
Slowly, it builds. It's neat to build an oral history from inception. #mastodon
me: i demand to see a lawyer
cop: brings me an avocado
and other reasons why i should have paid better attention to high school french.
don't leave your lime tree out in the snow.
https://mastodon.social/media/Lb376M4lWsguwmzZ-UE
i am manually repairing a 100 year old plaster wall with tools i have in the kitchen.
if anyone has a spare "i have no idea what i'm doing" meme kicking around, i could probably use one.
#knuckletats idea:
SUDO RM-R
knuckle tats, new plan:
/*RT FM*/
my other social media network is standing on my back deck, yelling at the neighbourhood.
nixos is the crossfit of operating systems.
i'm dancing about architecture. i'm thinking about zebras.
no good can come of this.
developer tabletop rpg:
gm: you're logged into the server. you can't write new files.
player: i cast 'df -h'
gm: success! it shows 65% usage
player: hm...
gm: what's your 'unix lore'?
player: <shuffles paper> uh, 17.
gm: <rolls> you notice you're out of inodes
when github added that ugly blue and everyone freaked out, i just smiled quietly to myself; feeling the smugness of being a bitbucket user glow warmly in my heart.
those days are over. those days are dead. bury those days in the desert and drive away and never come back.
