*Attempts to optimize some code*

So I'm still converting over old blog posts to Jekyll and I've been tagging them, and it occurred to me that using the tag #epic fail is probably anachronistic, at least in older entries.

So I've been having tooth pain for a couple of weeks now, and I was worried I had a cavity, so I went to see the dentist.

I'm starting to notice that the days are getting shorter. It swear it was only a few days ago when I could still make it home long before the sun would set. Now I'm driving home with the sun in my eyes most days, trying to make it before the sun disappears. But I guess I don't mind watching the sun set too much.

Ideally, this should probably be a plugin that uses the MT API, but this little bit of kludgery seems to do the trick. Be forewarned, I used a lot of perl modules that may be non-standard.

The weather has cooled down wonderfully, but it’s still like an oven inside my apartment. I give up. I’m going to go to my parents’ house in L.A. and bask in air-conditioned glory. Sure, I have to go to work on Sunday, making this a short trip, but whatever.

I contemplated the idea of simpling writing an XSL stylesheet to convert Atom to WXR because this is one of the formats that MT can import. But unfortunately there is no codified spec for WXR, so I have no idea which elements I can safely ignore. And I don’t want to comb through the WXR-to-MT plugin to figure out what MT is actually reading (although I may end up doing this anyway.)

The Camusian variant. Maybe not the most optimistic guy in the world.

Philip K Dick predicts the future once again. The first application of pervasive computing is going to be—you guessed it—advertising

Reminiscing about playing Versus Lemmings on the Commodore Amiga. Now it’s just a Java applet you can run in your browser.

Making Blogger and remotedotcomments play nice. The dangers of not quoting properly.

If you have a tatoo that consists of Chinese characters, or of kanji/kana, you should at least know what it says. Nothing says “tool” like having a tatoo you can’t read. And white people better start learning to tell Asians apart. Because there better not be another internment if Kim Jong-Il goes a little nuts.

Almost ought to count. Because what is “almost” here might just be “reality” somewhere-somewhen else.

Pondering. Relationships. Godhood. Loki. Chaos.

The process by which random noise gets incorporated into a message