Busy as usual, but with the added freedom of deadline-less bliss. In the midst of this bliss, the reality of next week’s work load creeps up slowly. Three tests, plus what ever else has to be accomplished, leading one to have no life next week. Which must be compensated for this week. None-the-less some coding has been taking place, in one mindset it qualifies as studying for the C++ Lab test next week. This coding is for a client for whom one is doing a website redesign. Hopefully that will be finished by tomorrow so that the project mentioned in the previous post can make an alpha appearance on this blog by the weekend.
With temperatures in the 60s, short and tee shirt weather arrived early this year. This is a real motivator to start running again, especially after lack-luster dedication during the past summer and fall. Studies are partially to blame for this, as is the almost broken toe. Speaking of that toe, it is still slightly discolored and a bit swollen. However, it no longer hurts and running no longer has unbearable pains associated with it.
Running right after eating is a big no-no, the food stayed down but the pace sucked, only 3 miles in 30 minutes on a treadmill. Ideally 5 miles should have been covered in that amount of time, a pace of 6 minute miles rather than the awfully slow 10 minute mile pace.
Believe it or not, the Internet is practically a necessity today. Seven years ago, when one built one’s first ‘modern’ computer, the Internet had little meaning. That computer did not connect to the Internet for another two years. Dial-up sucked, and one will never go back to it.
When the cable Internet is out or flaky, life begins to suck, especially if any work has to get done. Lately, the Internet has had some issues, dropping out for no reason, or being as fast as DSL (intolerable speeds of 256k down). Naturally, this magically occurs when it is pertinent to get work done using the Internet. When it is not acting up however, it is great. Mediacom recently upped the speed to 8Mbit, which on a good day it is possible to get maintained downloads of 1MB/s. This is no where near as-fast-as using the Internet at the U, but it is nice.
The problems stem from the cabling in the house being older than one, and the cable modem isn’t directly off of the first split. When the addition/remodeling takes place, new cabling will go in which should clear up the issues (age deteriorates the dielectric in coaxial cable causing problems in frequency transmission). When everything goes fiber to the TV, yeah screw coaxial all together, things will be nice, as fiber is all digital, and doesn’t seem to have aging problems (except for some cheap plastic core stuff).
In the Computer Science/Electrical Engineering building at the University of Minnesota, there are several computer labs, some run windows, others “UNIX”. These “UNIX” labs consist of Sun workstations (with the odd keyboard, not sure if they are SPARC or Opteron based). Instead of running Solaris or Open Solaris, both closer to being “true” UNIX distributions, they run Ubuntu.
Ubuntu is a GNU/Linux distribution, not a UNIX distribution. Heck, GNU is a recursive acronym that stands for “GNU Not UNIX”. Yes, it is UNIX-like but it is still very different in a theological sense. The oddest thing they did with Ubuntu is to use the Gnome login manager, but they aren’t using Gnome as the desktop manager, instead they are using the stupid desktop manager built into X server. EMACS and g++ are the ‘tools’ that are to be used in the class. Today, however nano replaced EMACS in one’s group. Mozilla wouldn’t launch on any of the terminals, so links2 was substituted in one’s group. Everyone else just complained and twiddled their thumbs as the Internet wasn’t ‘available’ for them to complete their lab.
This XML-RPC coding and debugging is a real pain. From investigation, one has learned that the script only works when called from a file under the main directory of a domain, or subdomain. That means, rpc.weblogs.us, beta.weblogs.us, and others will work if the script is called from the index.php, while something like weblogs.us/rpc, or beta.weblogs.us/rpc refuses to work. In refusing to work, the debugging script sends an XML-RPC ping, but receives no response what-so-ever from the server. So to test the script manipulation of the index.php file must occur to collect data, and then revert it back to view the site.
Speaking of things, in our discussion group for the History of Rock on Friday, we received our music observations essays back. Our TA then made comments on the generally seen problems in the essays, and then came what has to be the quote of the day. “…I like things, stuff and shit, but my things, stuff and shit are probably different than your things, stuff, and shit…” The moral of the quote is that one shouldn’t use the words things, stuff and shit in a paper, no matter how informal the paper is. One’s paper had no problems with this, but obviously others did.
Been out of town for the last six days, and now I’m trying to catch back up with every day things. Two weeks ago I received a postcard from the U explaining that they still hadn’t received my final High School transcript. Since I was out of town, I had to have someone call the school on my behalf to find out why the U hadn’t received my transcript yet. As of last Monday, Chaska High School was just beginning to send out final transcripts. Nothing like waiting until the last minute.
Up at the camp that I was at, I had to wear a name tag since I am now a troop leader. Somehow the person making the tags misspelled my last name, replacing the ‘v’ with a ‘u’. Making appropriate changes to the tag, my new name read ‘Ale K. Haulik’. Upon returning home and inspecting my diploma, which arrived in the mail, I noticed that they misspelled my last name; they reversed the ‘l’ and ‘v’. I’ll have to call up the district to get that fixed.
Hopefully in the next two weeks I can make some real headway in getting the new Weblogs.us website implemented in the new online test bed. This comes as the second most important thing to get done other than the endless pile of thank you cards that I have to finish.