Wakka is alive
Hendrik/Morn and I are back on improving Wakka, his/our little PHP/mySQL wiki engine. A Subversion repository and a neatly installed bugtracking system definitely helped our will to continue fixing this sweet little bugger. ;)
Hendrik/Morn and I are back on improving Wakka, his/our little PHP/mySQL wiki engine. A Subversion repository and a neatly installed bugtracking system definitely helped our will to continue fixing this sweet little bugger. ;)
I’m writing PHP code on a regular basis, and I need to document my code. Problem: I’m lazy, and 9 out of 10 times, the basic phpDoc comments for functions or variables/properties are semantically identical. Solution: cDocPHP. It’s a little script I hacked together. It’s neither neatly written nor particularly great nor commented (hehe), but what it does, it does quite okay. So what does it do? Simple: it’s a little form where you can input a package name, your name (i.
Another Sobig worm is making its rounds. It doesn’t make use of any hidden security holes, it solely utilizes the stupidity of people. I still can’t understand why people are opening attachments from people they don’t know. So the worm is spreading like a fucking wildfire, scans the infected PC for email addresses, and sends out mails using the found addresses as either sender or recipient. Somewhere, it found some of my old company email addresses, and now I’m getting tons of “you suck, please fuck yourself and die noisily” mails from virus walls and other companies' security countermeasures which think I sent those mails.
Yesterday I went to a class reunion. We graduated 13 years ago and obviously a lot has happened. The evening was actually quite pleasant, and I had some good conversations. Hell, I even managed to make a demon from the past disappear… and that was a great thing. Well, it was a good night, and now I’m back home in Munich. Somehow, this evening with all the talking, all the memories of the past, this reminiscence as such, makes me feel even more at home here, away from the places of my school days.
Watched X-Men 2 last night. Hoo boy, what a movie. All in all I can say that I’ve enjoyed this one more than X-Men … it’s longer, there are more butts being kicked, Wolverine is opening some cans of whoop-ass (although - for my taste - still not enough), and the story processes nicely. Nightcrawler is da bomb. That’s all I can say w/o spoiling anything. 🤷
TL;DR: An afternoon suffering through the performance of an improv theatre troupe is likely not going to save the company after all. The whole staff had to participate in a mandatory “workshop” today. Until we’ve arrived at the location on afternoon we had no clue what would happen; being the sceptical bitches we are my co-workers and I declared that if this would turn out to be one of those “get off your shoes and hold eachothers hands” type of thing, we’d leave the scene immediately.
Can someone please explain to me why I all get with Dana’s new and tres cool NetMD recorder is crap software with a Flash 5 frontend? This POS called SonicStage is supposed to allow the user to easily transfer music (MP3, CD, WAV, WMA) to a NetMD player. That’s the point: it’s supposed to do that. What you get is a different story. A cluttered interface, a gross insult to usability and an overall disappointing piece of software.
I just saw the news. Not sure yet what to say, except for this: Godspeed to the scientists who lost their lives today in their pursuit of bringing our species closer to the stars. May you rest in piece.
Everytime I think I’ve seen it all, I open another PHP script of that one special co-worker of mine and find myself staring in painful amazement as I read thru the schizophrenic gibberish that is his code. No real structure, fucked-up yet working hacks built upon older fucked-up yet working hacks, no abstraction at all, and a mess in the first place. The irony is that in order to rewrite the application (that’s what I’m trying to do at the moment) I have to understand what the old code does.
The ice is thin, yet I manage to walk. The air is dry, yet I manage to breathe. The night is falling, yet I manage to see. Hope.
The Toronto Star (via Monoklon.de): “Men, looking for the perfect Christmas present? How about giving up pornography? It’s the best present you could give your wife this year. […] But the crowning argument against pornography is the damage it does to relationships with loved ones. That is what motivates this particular column. The reason I highlight pornography here is because I keep running into it as a pastor. I keep encountering couples whose marriages have been shaken by the husband’s secret – and, inevitably, discovered – use of pornography.
Just got an internal job opening in my office mailbox. Looks like my boss is leaving the company. Now wouldn’t that be nice I he would’ve told us face-to- face… we (the department and he) had an excellent relationship, until we were moved around - and he got a separate office in another part of the building. Things went downhill from there. Did he lose “contact with the base”? I don’t know.