If I didn’t have so much left to do in the scant hours till I depart for Toronto, I would be rejoicing that I had lived through a harsh week of stuff. As it is, I’m content to be nearly ready to go, apart from packing, paying bills, shifting money from savings to checking to cover the bill payments, and more packing.
Don’t ask, though.
Posted by AKMA at November 21, 2002 09:38 PM | TrackBackWe're not asking. We love you, whatever's up.
Posted by: Dorothea Salo at November 22, 2002 08:35 AMAnd some of us are also highly delighted to know that - whatever's up - it's bringing you up here to our chosen hometown. You'll be very, very welcome.
Toronto's getting cold and wet right now though - so pack your wooliest cassock & surplice...
Posted by: Michael at November 22, 2002 10:56 AMFeel the air beneath your wings and breathe easy. Then get them to fix your mail server :). Have a good one...
Posted by: Mike Golby at November 22, 2002 12:37 PMwhat are bills? oh, wait, i remember. there they are, on top of my piano. Are you actually supposed to *pay* them?
AKMA you teach me something new every day.
Posted by: jeneane at November 24, 2002 03:44 PMYou wouldn't have been there for the ETS love-fest this weekend would you have?
Posted by: Jordon at November 24, 2002 10:05 PMI understand 'stuff'. I hope the trip to Toronto makes the 'stuff' less painful, or more endurable.
Posted by: Shelley at November 25, 2002 03:13 PMBlog thee again?
Posted by: Ryan at November 26, 2002 08:00 PMBe thankful you have the savings to cover the checking account. Enjoy your trip. The Stuff too shall pass.
And it's possible I'll figure out my BlogU Appointment shortly.
Happy Thanksgiving--
Mary Lu
Posted by: Mary Wehmeier at November 27, 2002 06:24 AMSeth Roby graduated in May of 2003 with a double major in English and Computer Science, the Macintosh part of a three-person Macintosh, Linux, and Windows graduating triumvirate.
Posted by: Jennette at January 13, 2004 02:39 AMWhen a variable is finished with it's work, it does not go into retirement, and it is never mentioned again. Variables simply cease to exist, and the thirty-two bits of data that they held is released, so that some other variable may later use them.
Posted by: Alan at January 13, 2004 02:39 AMBut some variables are immortal. These variables are declared outside of blocks, outside of functions. Since they don't have a block to exist in they are called global variables (as opposed to local variables), because they exist in all blocks, everywhere, and they never go out of scope. Although powerful, these kinds of variables are generally frowned upon because they encourage bad program design.
Posted by: Lancelot at January 13, 2004 02:40 AMWhen Batman went home at the end of a night spent fighting crime, he put on a suit and tie and became Bruce Wayne. When Clark Kent saw a news story getting too hot, a phone booth hid his change into Superman. When you're programming, all the variables you juggle around are doing similar tricks as they present one face to you and a totally different one to the machine.
Posted by: Vincent at January 13, 2004 08:55 AM