Writing letters to my local chapter of the union and my management team in an attempt to get away from a crappy working environment.

Oh, and maybe making a trip to the crag between shifts.

Job Application Forms. I got a “promotion” that comes with a $2/hr wage cut, so I have lots of reading to do.

My weekend doesn’t actually occur until Tuesday/Wednesday, but I’ll probably be over in Red River Gorge. We got rained out a few weeks ago and have been itching to get back out.

I know some people keep flash around just for accessing old things and occasionally I’ll come across some self-taught kid’s flash game slapped together for fun. I personally haven’t needed flash in a browser for many years (what with HTML5/JS blowing up) though I sometimes curl/wget a swf file to view it with Gnash. This is typically good enough when the occasion arises.

Apologies for the tangent.

No.

Finding my stolen bicycles. It’s a hard life.

The work I do that pays the bills is meaningless. It contributes little to humanity if not actively harming it in some way, but it does, as previously mentioned, pay the bills. It doesn’t enrich my life or the lives of my friends and family, it does not improve the welfare of agriculturalists, nor does it result in the improvement of the housing or transportation of my local community.

The work I do on the side contributes to those things, however, and also sometimes to the amount of beer I am able to possess. I feel that this is a net positive for the world.

I wonder if this is an opportunity for a tractor startup, where they open up the schematics with open source software and everything.

Seriously, how much would it cost to start a tractor company at this point?

My SO’s car (as well as her mother’s, her brother’s, her other brother’s, and my coworkers’). It has been an unending source of headaches and busted knuckles. I will be continuing this labour well into he forseeable future. It is a labour that I primarily carry out in anger.

I learned a lot about small engine repair, but only one thing about myself: I will never own an automobile newer than the one I currently own.

My favourite wm of all time:

#include <X11/Xlib.h>
#include <X11/keysym.h>
#include <unistd.h>

static const char *term[] = { "x-terminal-emulator", "-maximized", NULL };

void spawn(Display * disp, const char** com)
{
    if (fork()) return;
    if (disp) close(ConnectionNumber(disp));
    setsid();
    execvp((char*)com[0], (char**)com);
}

int main(void)
{
    Display * disp;
    XEvent ev;

    if(!(disp = XOpenDisplay(0x0))) return 1;
    XGrabKey(disp, XKeysymToKeycode(disp, XK_F11), Mod1Mask,
        DefaultRootWindow(disp), True, GrabModeAsync, GrabModeAsync);
    for(;;){
        XNextEvent(disp, &ev);
        if(ev.type == KeyPress &&(XLookupKeysym(&ev.xkey, 0) == XK_F11))
	    spawn(disp, term);
    }
}

But sometimes vim is vi, and sometimes emacs is vi, and sometimes people forget that the Ixians derived their name from the fact that theirs was the ninth planet of their solar system.

This past weekend, I tore up the carpet in the den. This week, I’ll be stripping the remaining underlayment adhesive so I have a nice smooth surface to put the new laminate flooring down on. I’ll also be repairing various tools (primarily a janky chainsaw) as the parts come in. I spend lots time working on my tooling.

Neuromancer, Battlefield Earth, One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest, Infinite Jest, The Structure and Interpretation of Quantum Mechanics.

I am somewhat scatterbrained.

OpenBSD.

SALE/INTJ

Building a house. This week we’re grading and setting up for the foundation.

I’m also playing with openGL and toying with some ideas for an itty-bitty roguelike.

The alternator for one of our cars arrives today, so I’ll be working on putting said car back together today. I’m on the hunt this week for saws that can sing decently, as I recently finished The Orbiting Human Circus (of the air) and have become enamoured with singing saws. It’s a unique instrument, and while I can always play on my father’s ripsaw (when he’s not using it), it’s decades old and quite stiff.

I’m also working on brewing some root beer (5 gallon batch on the way) and gathering supplies for other brewing adventures.

This week, I’ll be digging.

Last week, I dropped some flags to mark out the grade for a set of swales (using my slapped-together magic level checker 9000 (looks like a level on stilts)).

Troglobit software is always a treat.

On a tangent, I was introduced to troglobit’s software through finit (via some illuminating explanations from the Initfinder General), this amazing little init/process supervisor (akin to runit and friends) that’s extensible, useful, and still reasonably simple to understand.

https://troglobit.com/finit.html

While BuJo has been pretty effective for some people, I have a hard time sticking to it. I generally end up just writing my thoughts out in long form when I have the time, and jot quick things down on my phone without any real regard for organization. I’m lazy, but impure, I guess.

One thing that I do find to be handy is to treat the journal entries and the index as stacks that grow from opposite ends of the notebook towards the center. Worked wonders in high school, except for certain classes where the teacher required that we organize our notebooks in a particular style. Gross.