Dylan

I should like to mention that Spoony/Tina and I have moved to a rather nice duplex in Seminole. :)
It's taken a week to move all our stuff. I'll post pictures later. :-D

So, I got SpamAssassin working again on my server,
and I wanted to check it. So I tell Tina, my dear girlfriend: "Hey, send me an email so I can test my spam filter".

And this is the email I got... Which did not qualify as spam.

From: Tina W <[hidden]> 
Date: Mar 17, 2006 11:11 PM
Subject: I have a "package" 4 u!!! ;)
To: Dylan Hardison <[hidden]>


Hello I am Gretchin from Turkey. I am a hot blonde and my family is
rich and we have bird flu and do you want to marry me and take money
and put in ur account for safe keeping I was be very happy.

Pls send ur SSN and Bank Account/Routing # and we will marry you rite away!!!

And I can make ur penis larger with CILAISE!

20:15 <yubimusubi> My mom said I have to get a job :(
20:15 <yubimusubi> cause she won't pay for it...oh well
20:15 <yubimusubi> Let's see...wonder if there are any local bounties on anyone?
20:16 <yubimusubi> Shoot to kill...that's the way to do it!
20:16 <+dylan> yubimusubi: I have some!
20:16 <+winix> And I have the gun you can use!
20:16 <+winix> (after filing the serial number, of course...)
20:17 <+dylan> yubimusubi: How much to just annoy someone, not kill them?
20:17 <+winix> eer.. I should say, filing the serial number *off*
20:17 <yubimusubi> Oh of course...and there's a website on how to mask fingerprints
20:18 <yubimusubi> dylan: Ah, that'll cost ya extra...killing's a lot simpler; more straightforward 
                   :)
20:18 <+dylan> yubimusubi: I mean, just, say, driving somewhere and pooping in someone's yard, or 
               something like that.
20:19 <yubimusubi> brb
20:19 <+dylan> wait, I didn't give you the address!
20:19 <+winix> ... is yubimusubi going to poop in someone's yard now?

Logjam informs me it has been 99 days since I last logged in. Hmm.

So, lots of not-nice things have happened recently. My laptop died (the fan stopped working),
my server died while I was trying to rescue data from the laptop harddrive.
Luckily I had P3 450 in my closet, and spoony helped me set it up. She's great with hardware.
However, about a week later that died too. The fan stopped working! LOL.

So, spoony gave me her server, which she hasn't been using due to not having a public IP.
So, for the time being hardison.net is running on Titania, rather than Odin.
It's using odin's harddrive, so nothing was lost.

In spite of all the hardware nastiness, life has been fun. Especially regarding spoony.

Let's see. Spoony and I went to SeaWorld again, two weekends ago, on the way to visit her grandmother.
That was nice.

I used my savings to buy a new laptop, so that I can continue to do work stuff!
And it shipped today, so it'll be here soon. :-)
Spoony orded one too, in fact. They're Turion 64's, and well under $700 after rebate.

I have been getting somewhat regular work from Mario, so I hope to make up for the expense of the laptop soon. We'll see if that actually happens...

I really ought to update this thing more often than every three months. Perhaps I'll start posting notes on my various programming projects here.

This weekend was lazy, spent hangng around the house with Tina.
Saturday evening we went to a Startrek party, as we were invited by my friend Dave (bip0lar67).
We had fun, and saw a really oddly dress guy, wearing a white cocktail suit.

I also worked on a few projects. Mostly haver and bake.
I pondered an ocaml haver-server (because bdonlan has written one in erlang),
and answered questions about the haver spec.

Prompted by those questions, I spent a lot of time updating the haver manual today,
while sitting bored at Tina's mother's house.

Also, haverdev.org was to expire on the 12th, which is today...
So I gave Tina $15 in cash, and she paid it using her debit card (as I don't have a debit card ATM).

Any people working on haver, please send her a thank-you email. Her address is spoonyspork [at] gmail.com :)
I'm sure she'll get a kick out of receiving several thank-yous from strange online people.
Well, at least, she'll kick me out for orchestrating it...

Hmm, I comment the most in my own journal? odd.

Oh, I should post something about my new job today...

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Wow, functional style can result in *much* smaller code:

Original, Imperative version:
( Very long )

Now, for the functional version:

let roots r =
  let each x l = x :: l in
    StrSet.fold each r.roots []

let rec sort_roots' g set roots accu =
  match roots with
      root :: rest ->
        sort_roots' g (StrSet.remove root set) rest ((Graph.toposort g root) @ accu)
    | [] -> accu

let sort_roots r =
  sort_roots' r.patterns r.roots (roots r) []

(Back posting this)

Woot! Saturday, tina and I went to the Hilton in Orlando, to attend her office party thing.
I've never been to orlando (or stayed in a hotel), and it was quite fun.
Tina wore a skirt! It's rare to see her dresed, y'know, girly... She looked beautiful, as always. :)

I met several of her co-workers, including Ivan, the Ukrainian-Russian draftsman.
He was so sarcastic, that it made me appear serious.

We went to downtown Orlando, to Pleasure Island (Like some sort of amusement park,
not like a... something else) and went to a bar. Tina orderd a white russian, while I nearly went
mad from the thundering music and strobe lights (It was an eighties-themed dance club).
Luckily tina decided we should leave...

We then stumbled into the... Irish District of Pleasure Island. There was a pub playing irish music (Dubliners, Pogues, the standard "popular" irish stuff). We also stopped by a gift shop, where I got two irish flags and an irish flag keychain.
After that, we stopped into something labeled "Cookes of Dublin", and had fish and chips, and a fried candy bar.
That surely will harden the arteries.

Not wanting to wait for a bus, we somehow walked back to the hotel.

We also procured year-round passes to Seaworld, so Today we went there.
We spent the entire day there. I rodesome roller coaster called "Kraken",
and we ate some yummy carribean-ish food.
I really really like jerk chicken.

We also went to the kiddie area, where they had a maze of tubes set up. Over top of them,
water rained down. TJ (Tina's son) went in there.
It looked like so much fun (and also, TJ refused to leave...), so I went in and chased after him.
Eventually I decided to get out (myself and TJ were suffering hypothermia).
Then we went to the wild arctic exhibit. Of course, TJ had a change of clothing and was nice and warm.
I was not quite so lucky...

Also, earlier in the day we saw an older gentleman on the 10th floor of the hilton wearing a SuSE linux t-shirt.
I said "SuSe, SuSe!" and tina repeated me.
The guy turned around, looked at us, and than hurried off. I guess we scared him.

So, Friday I was over at my parents with Tina.
We were doing luandry, so we'd have something to wear for Saturday (Something dressy).

And just as tina put the clothing into the wash, the lights went out. Luckily this didn't turn out to be a problem.
However, my server was turned off becaue I couldn't do a proper shutdown before the UPS died.
I need to set up a UPS monitoring daemon, or attach a monitor to that server...

On the Tysday, twintie-aicht o november, the twathousand an fift year o the Common Era,
mony guid fowk o Slugadonia forgaitherit at Sterling Research for a evenin o daffin (merriment).

Tae haund wis:
* Aaron, the heidsman o St. Petersburg gaitherins.
* Kevin, he's beardit.
* Alex, he's no nakit haithen.
* Peter the alchemist, he'll no cackie on the cludgie waws.
* Spoony, says A am as daft as a yett on a windy day...
* Dylan, masel.
* Mario, the heidsman o Tampa gaitherin, an a suithfu fellow.
* Jonathon, he no talk muckle.
* Mike, he no mynd aw o Hava Nagila. Says peter isna weel in the heid.
* Steve, anither perl programmer. Guid fellow.
* Leonard, a auld freend o mines.
* An twa or sax fowk, A dinna remember thir names.

Awbody maun belike wunner: whit for is Dylan talking like a laland lad?
Haes he haen a nervous breakdoon?
Mebbe.

Nou on wi the storie (withoot muckle fause laland prose).

On the ride tae the gaitherin, Peter said he didn't cackie on the waws o bathrooms
because the working man haes tae clean it. A said A think it's right fine o him to no poop on the walls, A did.

Maself, peter, an' spoony arrived at seven. Kevin wis acting as doorman.
As soon as we war sittin', Aaron startit talkin' about things and asking questions.
Afore this, thou, Aaron and his freend felt the need tae pull ma leg aboot certain eccentricities.
All in guid fun.

We talked aboot programming languages, belike Perl, PHP, etc. Steve wanted to know if, being a perl programmer, he should learn PHP. The general consensus was that if he need tae, he can ken it in an hour.
Masel, A voiced general dislike o PHP, Java, an aw MS languages.
A agreed tha PHP is superior ta ASP.

Somebody said "Java, slow on any platform" which isna sactly true.
It wis a pleasant discussion.

I got lost in my computer, an didna hear the other topics.

Sae, at the end o the gaitherin, a numer o ween went tae the Bohemian Cafe.
It wis maself, spoony, peter, alex, Leonard an his lass, anither couple, Mario, an Mike.

At the cafe, there was mony joke.
Some of them:

Mike: Do you know what Spoke was? Jewish.
Dylan: NO! He was a Vulcan! From the planet Vulcan!
Peter: He means, what he really was
Dylan: He really was a vulcan! A follower of the peaceful vulcan philosphy by....
(Lots of people laughing)

Anither detail, wis I didna know why Mike's t-shirt was funny.
It was yellow and had a picture of a woman eating a submarine sandwich, and said "BJ's subs".

I asked why everyone thought it was funny, which everyone laughed at...
Spoony said she'd tell me later.
Peter said to her, "You'll tell him, eh? With your mouth?"
Spoony then turned red. Quite red.

I should like very much to omit this from these minutes, but that would be... Dishonest.

Continuing, the after-meeting was also treated to Mario's bizzare and somewhat disturbing humor, and knowledge of odd customs of the world.

Weel, 65+ lines is mair than plenty for Minutes of the Meeting, considering it's mae than a week late.