Today was mostly dedicated to visiting We had a fantastically wonderful (7 o’clock in the morning, cold-water shower) breakfast with Shannon and Laura and Amy. We’ve loved spending time with Shannon and Laura for ages, and although we hadn’t seen Amy in a certain number of years, since she graduated from Eckerd (Margaret probably saw her at Shannon and Laura’s wedding), we all fell in together at laughing and listening to current events in one another’s lives. And more laughing.
We hit the book display sale, then — Margaret buying out much of the Routledge theology stock — and spent midday with Jennifer, having lunch and catching up and good-bye-ing.
Then a time for napping, and then the rare and delightful treat of a visit with Jeneane and Jenna. They’re as lovely and sweet and as much fun to talk with as anyone could imagine; we’re so tickled that they drove all the way in from Acworth (George would have too, except that he needed a rest). We played in the hotel room, and watched as the workers outside the window rolled up and down in their scaffold; we went up and down ourselves, in the glass-walled elevators of the Marriott; we had a julienne-potato snack; we went back to the hotel room for some drawing and planning; we went out to dinner, settling on a Mexican restaurant after the Chinese restaurant we’d been thinking of had closed. As we were making our way to the restaurant, John Adams caught up with us and made it a fivesome. Dinner was fine, all were getting tired, and now we’re just about ready for bed after a long conference and a long day.
Thanks so much, Jeneane, Jenna, and John! Who says blogging is bad for your social life? (Well, maybe some concerned friends of Jeneane, Jenna, and John, but for us, it’s great.)
Posted by AKMA at November 25, 2003 07:20 PM | TrackBackI want to see uncle AKMA. I miss you. Where do you live again? What is margaret doing tonight? I liked hearing Pippa's voice. Hope I see you soon. I miss you so much.
love,
jenna
Thanks for letting me tag along to dinner.
I always enjoy meeting people I read and, with my family already out of town for Thanksgiving--I catch up to them tomorrow in Arkansas--it would've been a melancholy evening otherwise.
P.S. I saw you kick that dog. It made me feel a lot better about myself and my own shortcomings.
Posted by: adamsj at November 26, 2003 09:51 PMDear Jenna,
I miss you, too. I wish we lived nearer to you, so you could come over to play sometimes. Then you could hear the real, grown-up ten-year-old Pippa say things like, “Adios!” and “I don’t mean to bother you, but. . . .” And you coud climb on big Si (not as big as your Dad, probably, but a little younger), and you and Margaret and I could go out looking for elevators in Evanston.
Take care of your Mom and Dad, and send them love from Margaret and me —
Grace and peace be with you,
AKMA
Let's see an example by converting our favoriteNumber variable from a stack variable to a heap variable. The first thing we'll do is find the project we've been working on and open it up in Project Builder. In the file, we'll start right at the top and work our way down. Under the line:
Posted by: Zachary at January 12, 2004 09:52 PMWe can see an example of this in our code we've written so far. In each function's block, we declare variables that hold our data. When each function ends, the variables within are disposed of, and the space they were using is given back to the computer to use. The variables live in the blocks of conditionals and loops we write, but they don't cascade into functions we call, because those aren't sub-blocks, but different sections of code entirely. Every variable we've written has a well-defined lifetime of one function.
Posted by: Ferdinand at January 12, 2004 09:52 PMThe Stack is just what it sounds like: a tower of things that starts at the bottom and builds upward as it goes. In our case, the things in the stack are called "Stack Frames" or just "frames". We start with one stack frame at the very bottom, and we build up from there.
Posted by: Richard at January 12, 2004 09:52 PM