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Nov. 9th, 2009


I Love My Name, But...

me: ugh.. it would be nice if there existed a nickname/diminutive for my
name that wasn't douchey.

me: honestly even sparky [an old nickname from when I was a teenager] is better than chuck or chas

c: Chas isn't douche-y. and Sparky is really stupid. Unless we're talking about that sardonic penguin.

me: chas is douchey if you use it as "what i go by". Here, say these out loud:
"oh, i'm chas. nice to meet you."
"hey chas, did you get that email I sent you last week?"
"chas, don't forget to get some milk while you're out"
"well chas, I'm really attracted to you, too"

pretty much all it works for is "upes, fucked up, chas!" and "hey
chas, let's go grab a beer!"

Ok, so.. anyone have an opinion on this?

Oct. 27th, 2009


When You Don't Know What To Do, Run Around In Circles

I can't sleep. I'm wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide awake. My sleep schedule is completely fucked. So what will I do? I'm going to start running again. Right now. Bye!

Aug. 23rd, 2009


Tech Support Cheat Sheet (please print for your records)

cheat sheet

Jul. 26th, 2009


Sad. :(


Apr. 10th, 2009


Kipling On The Brain


If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

Mar. 24th, 2009


Radio Controlled Pirate Ship


Sorry I haven't been keeping tabs.. still living with Ellen, that's going really awesome. Kids are having trouble adjusting - first Anthony more than Sophia, now he's doing quite well but Sophia is having trouble. Ex is still jobless and really struggling, but I've been working at CD Baby for the last 7 months, and that's going pretty well, too. We're moving from PHP/MySQL/Apache to a .NET/C#/Microsoft Enterprise environment, but at least we're getting to use this chance to create a new and better system. Portland is way better than Eugene.. still not the Bay Area, but probably the best I'm going to do outside of it.

Don't be a stranger! Find me on IM sometime and say hi!

Sep. 16th, 2008


Someday When I Write My Own Programming Language...

I'll make the modulo operator (%) return an array with two values: the usual remainder and the quotient. So, "17 % 3" would return "array( 2, 5 )". Otherwise, you have to do something like:

q = 0;
r = 0;

r = 17 % 3;
q = (17 - r) / 3;

Mind you, it's trivial. Still, it's an extra, unnecessary step and seeing as how the division calculation must have been done in the first place to get the remainder.

Oh, and I work at CD Baby now. Yay!

Aug. 23rd, 2008



I'm moving to Portland! More later...

Apr. 23rd, 2008



Oh, I think this word might mean 'Crisco'!

Apr. 8th, 2008



Let us be clear on what a sacrifice is: when you make a sacrifice, you choose unselfishly to give up something for yourself for the benefit of others. You choose this although you know what you have to lose, and you know you will never get it back in any way or shape or form. When you bring up a sacrifice – no matter how big or small – in the context of discussing who does what for whom, favors, decency, expectations, etc, you are in a single stroke turning a noble deed into an underhanded manipulation. If you want to sacrifice something for me, I can’t stop you, but do so knowing I may never know about or understand your sacrifice. Don’t make sacrifices you can’t carry, they tend to last longer than your initial decision to make them. I know I’m not perfect in this regard either, but I’m trying. Really, I am.

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