You might have noticed I haven’t said much about my editor project for a while. That’s partly because late May and June got rather busy for me work-wise so it mostly got shelved in that period. The other reason is that all the time I’ve managed to spend on it in the last couple of weeks seems to have involved as much tearing down as building up. I’m now on my third (I think) iteration of basically bulldozing major parts of the infrastructure and rebuilding them.
Well, mentally it’s not far off. We had a really busy long weekend due to both my wifes’s and my own birthday and we’ve had a good time. A superb meal at our favourite restaurant, a little too much wine and generally a relaxing time was had. We even got around to booking ourselves a proper holiday in November (Thailand), something we haven’t done for far, far too long. We’ve both been really busy with work so we haven’t gotten around to getting away properly since 2005, so this is something to look forward to.
It’s my birthday next week, and as I get perilously closer to the half-way point of my fourth decade on this Earth, it occurred to me that I should perhaps look into broadening my spare time activities a little, to include more things that don’t involve bombarding my skull with a grid array of (admittedly rather attractive) photons. My wife was also needing some ideas for presents, which as everyone knows gets harder the older you get and the more ‘stuff’ you accumulate.
Boy, I wish the US Dollar wasn’t being such a weakling right now. I never used to care much about this sort of thing before, despite having sat some economics / accounting exams in years gone by, the whole thing was largely theoretical unless I felt like going to the States on holiday or something. These days though, the dollar / sterling exchange rate is of significant practical interest to me, because a fair portion of my income originates from there.
Marie’s been away the last couple of days at a conference so I’ve had the house to myself for the first time in ages. It’s pretty odd - I lived on my own for years before I got married, and I used to do a fair amount of travelling for work, so I’m not unused to it, but it is strange going back to being in your own house with no-one but 2 (insane) black cats for company.
Phew - last week was absolutely nuts with work. I’m not sure why, but a number of clients all needed something done in roughly the same week. Since my income stream is far from regular I had to take it whilst it was offered but it did mean not too much leisure time (or Ogre time) in the last 7-10 days. That’s all done now (3 projects delivered in the same week!
I can’t believe Google Reader doesn’t have a ‘Search’ button. Am I just blind? Can a service run by the company behind the world’s most popular search engine really have omitted such a feature? I had a real need for it today but had to search for that elusive post from a few weeks ago ‘in the wild’ instead. Still managed to find what I was looking for since I had an inkling which site I’d seen it on, but even so, you would have thought a ‘Search within feeds’ option was obvious.
We had a very good night out last night - this week has been the very first Guernsey Festival of Comedy, and being regular watchers of shows like the Comedy Store and Live at Jongleurs we snapped up the opportunity to see a number of live acts locally for a change. As expected, given the talent on show, it was a superb evening. The major headliner for us was Mitch Benn, who is consistently hilarious with his blend of musical comedy and fast-paced, often ranting satire, and he didn’t disappoint.
Over the years I’ve always been well aware of the inherent cost of a machine context switch, whether it was the old days of manual interrupt-based programming (ah, the nostalgia) or today’s swanky multithreaded systems, the issue was always the same - it just ain’t free to remember where you are, go do something else, and come back where you left off. Well, in recent days my poor noggin has been feeling the strain of that particular phenomenon.
Well, it looks like I’ve been lucky. I got a lot of rest yesterday and whilst my foot is really painful, still terrible at it’s load-bearing duties and has turned the colour that no flesh should ever be outside of a George Romero movie, I don’t think I broke anything. The doctor said he would have put money on it being broken, but I wasn’t savvy enough to ask for odds at the time.