Busy boy

I’ve been fairly busy the last few days and haven’t done a good job of keeping things updated. I’ve updated the site to the latest version of MoveableType, and I’m working on a new bookmark site that I think will be fun (as well as an easier way for me to sort out my bookmarks).

I’ve been spending quite a bit of time working on Project Orca, one of my pet projects. I’ve got a seperate development blog to keep track of the development efforts there, and for my side business.

I am managing to get some writing done, despite all of the work. I’ve been posting news to Ars Technica, where I’m now a staff writer of sorts, posting news as regularly as I can and working on some new articles.

As busy as it is, I can’t complain.

Dr. Seuss Explains Why Computers Crash

If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port,
And the bus is interrupted as a very last resort,
And the address of the memory makes your floppy disk abort,
Then the socket packet has an error to report.

If your cursor finds a menu item followed by a dash,
And the double-clicking icon puts your window in the trash,
And your data is corrupted because the index doesn’t hash,
The your situation’s hopeless and your system’s gonna crash!

If the label on the cable on the table at your house,
Says the network is connected to the button on your mouse,
But your packet wants to tunnel onto another protocol,
That’s repeatedly rejected by the printer down the hall,
And your screen is all distorted by the side effect of gauss,
So your icons in the window are as wavy as a souse,
Then you may as well reboot and go out with a bang,
Cause as sure as I’m a poet, the program’s gonna hang!

When the copy of your floppy’s getting sloppy on the disk,
And the microcode instructions cause unnecessary risk,
Then you’ll have to flash your memory, and you’ll want to RAM your ROM,
Quickly turn off the computer and be sure to tell your mom!

(Sent to me via email)

And the results are in…

Trey picked a winner in his Jambalaya challenge. My entry didn’t win, but I did get the Under-the-Wire Award. I managed to get it to Trey with less then two hours before the deadline.

Congratulations to the winner, Jon, and to the other participants, Melanie, Pam, Rabe, and Gail.

I know I’ve said it before, but I had a blast doing this contest. I hope Trey decides to do it again in the future.

lapsus memoriae (a slip of the memory)

I’ve always been facinated with stories involving false or questionable memories. Movies like Total Recall and Memento used memory as a critical element of their story lines. That’s why I found this article on CNN.com so interesting.

Researchers found that planting false memories, in this case hugging Bugs Bunny on a vacation to Disneyland, was much easier than expected.

More than a third of subjects in the study recalled that theme-park moment — impossible because Bugs is not a Disney character — after a researcher planted the false memory.

The report goes on to say how easy it can be to plant false memories in a subject. Using tactile senses such as touch, taste, sound and smell are the key. Aside from the facinating stories that can come from this are the real life implications. For years police departments have been scandalized about false confessions. Could it be that in some cases the interviewer unwittingly planted a false memory in a suspect? No one knows for sure, but the possibilities are a little frightening

Jambalaya

As I’ve mentioned before, I decided to take Trey’s latest writing challenge, Jambalaya. The concept was a simple: write a story no more than 756 words that includes shredded money, chocolate with large teeth marks, and some kind of connection between the Amish and Chinese Jambalaya.

I’m happy to say that I finished the challenge and just in the nick of time, too. I emailed my story to Trey less than an hour ago, barely two hours before the deadline. I wouldn’t call it my finest piece, but it was definitely an interesting exercise. I found myself more than three hundred words over the limit and had to do some chopping. My previous stories have been more sparse, and I’ve had to go back and fill in the gaps.

It’s short and rough, but since it’s not something I intend to try publishing, I’ve posted it here for whoever wants to read it.
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Sicks and Styx

Well, I’m still suffering through this blasted cold. It started out as a minor sinus infection, not uncommon during this time of year. It quickly degraded to a full blown cold and cough, and subsequent nosebleeds. I thought it was getting better, but apparently it was just gathering reinforcements. Now along with the original cold, I also have an inner ear infection. And to top it all off, I haven’t been able to sleep more than a few hours a night for the past three nights. This also forced me to miss tonights writer’s group meeting.

Of course, waking up around four in the morning does have its benefit. I’ve been able to squeeze in a little writing, between gasping for breath. It gives me new respect to those with the kind of seasonal allergies and have to deal with this all the time.

Dena’s going to a Styx concert with her girlfriend tomorrow, so I’m going to spend the night writing. I’m still working on Trey’s Jambalaya challenge, which is due on Saturday. Coming up with a story involving shredded money, chocolate with large teeth marks, and a connection between the Amish and Chinese Jambalaya wasn’t easy, but I finally came up with something I was satisfied with. I may even post it here when I’m done.

Gridlock

Someone on irc showed me this fun little game. Gridlock is a modern day version of the board game Rush Hour. Drag blocks up, down, left, or right, so that you can move the blue block through the opening on the right side of the board. It’s a fun way to waste some time.

The Talisman


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Dena recommended that I read The Talisman, by Stephen King and Peter Straub, several months ago. Like the good husband, I took her suggestion and sat down to read it. I was an early Stephen King fan. My tastes have changed over the years, but I’m still up for a good read.

On a brisk autumn day, a thirteen-year-old boy stands on the shores of the gray Atlantic, near a silent amusement park and a fading ocean resort called the Alhambra. The past has driven Jack Sawyer here: his father is gone, his mother is dying, and the world no longer makes sense. But for Jack everything is about to change. For he has been chosen to make a journey back across America–and into another realm.

One of the most influential and heralded works of fantasy ever written, The Talisman is an extraordinary novel of loyalty, awakening, terror, and mystery. Jack Sawyer, on a desperate quest to save his mother’s life, must search for a prize across an epic landscape of innocents and monsters, of incredible dangers and even more incredible truths. The prize is essential, but the journey means even more. Let the quest
begin. . . . – Publishers description

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Bookworm

The folks over at PopCap Games have made some really neat browser-based games. Dena and I can’t get enough of Bookworm. Feed the bookworm by linking letters into words, but watch out for the burning letters. If they reach the bottom of the board, they’ll burn it down.

Be warned. It can be an addictive game. It’s very easy to find yourself wondering how you spent hours playing this little game.

The light at the end of the tunnel

It’s been difficult to keep my writing schedule lately. Work has been much busier than expected. There have been all too many late nights and weekends spent working on things better left to others – if only those others worked with me. It’s the price to pay working at a small company; you can either enjoy wearing multiple hats of responsibility or be miserable. I definitely fall into the former category, no matter how much I complain about it. I’ve always been a jack of all trades. I’d just like to think that I’m a master of some as well.

I finally see the light at the end of the tunnel when it comes to this contract work I’ve been doing. It seems like this contract has stretched out forever, when in reality it’s only been a year. Still, a year of working two jobs, day and night, takes it toll. Combined with the strange weather lately, it’s no surprise this cold is lingering. I’ll be happy when things slow down and I can take a breather and catch up on the things I’ve been neglecting.