philbarr

"Subversion was slow and clunky"

Lucky you, you never used clearcase or Visual SourceSafe!

Let's hope it doesn't have the third movement in it or else we'll be needing new keyboards.

This is a great kind of thing for getting people into music. There's a piano in my local pub and when people say they "can't play piano" I'll play a 2-5-1 in C and tell them to hit any of the white notes. People love that they can make up their own tunes having never played before.

caffeinate is on Mac.

  caffeinate -d -i -u -s

I had to add the fzf plugin in my .zshrc to get this to work

Aaah - back in the day when we used to link 26 Access databases together, one for the first letter of a customer's surname... :)

you're right. Open dev tools and add it yourself. :)

No Saruman vs Gandalf rematch in the original films. It was included in the director's cut but then you could see why they left it out.

I can't believe I didn't know this for all these years. I was just guessing/remembering bits of info.

That sounds the same setup as Nice Guy Eddie has in Reservoir Dogs. Probably you don't want to meet the people who had those cards as they might have a penchant for chopping people's ears off and setting them on fire.

Yeah same here. Noticed it late last night UK time, multiple attempts at reinstalling webview made no difference. New update now fixed everything.

So the faulty version was up for a good few hours?

this is just an advert for a product? do we allow that?

The best way I found to learn git is to read the first 3 chapters of Pro Git. Yes it's a pain, yes you're going to have to sit through the "distributed source control" speech again, but the enlightenment of realising why it works like it does is great.

When you realise it's nothing more than commits and a bunch of special labels it starts to make sense.

EDIT: Meant to add that sites like ohshitgit might help in a crisis but you're only a few hours reading off working out WHY those things work.

I went on holiday to Spain once, bought an inflatable dinghy and paddled with a friend for a long time around the coast until we got to a beach. On the beach was a naked man. After we had convinced him to get some pants on (mickey mouse boxer shorts) he told us his story.

Basically he'd gone on holiday exactly like us once, found this beach, and just thought, "fuck it" and stayed. Fuck the job, fuck the family, fuck the friends, everything. He lived in a cave near the beach, the locals gave him food and he did the odd job when he could be arsed.

Ever since I've thought, "if it ever gets so bad I want to kill myself, I'm just going to get up and go back to that beach."

That simple thought alone has got me through some rough times.

As we paddled away from the beach other people started coming out of other caves to come and watch us leave.