The Joy of the internet part 681

The real joy of the internet of course is the community, especially the mad looney mad Micky McMad kind. Not bloody ebay or amazon or bigcorp.com. For instance, the fact that someone somewhere has transcribed "Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots", by the Flaming Lips for the ukulele.

Fab.

Spug of the Rovers

December the 28th in the cauldron that is "The Lawn", Nailsworth. The mighty Forest Green Rovers, already in a relegation dog fight, take on Crawley Town in a xmas holiday special. It's a free kick, the Bovril is piping, the tension is palpable, and Aide Adams is on the ball.

Who needs Real Madrid? Who needs beach football on the Copacabana? Who is Johan Cruyff any way?



Final Score: 1-1

Baron Von Pud

My dad never called any of us by our real names. I have continued this tradition and my youngest son has come to be called "The Evil Doctor Pud". He got this name in those early months when children wake you up at 3pm just as you enter REM sleep. We were convinced he was a bond villan sent to destroy us.

As it is Xmas we have renamed him. From now on he is to be known as the "Baron Von Pud" or "The Baron" for short. This means we can talk to him like Baron von Greenback from Danger Mouse.

Lego again? Si, Barone

Chipmonks roasting on an open fire ...

Apologies for my comments going up the kahrsi but it appears that squawkbox.tv have vansished for the holidays.

So in the words of the mighty Otis Redding:

Merry Christmas baby
Sure do treat me nice
Merry Christmas baby
Sure do treat me nice
Bought me a diamond ring for Christmas
I feel like I'm in paradise

Really handy in my opinion

Spug: Hey I found this really useful word template site.
All: We're not interested in that you fool.
Spug: but why?
All: because we are 21st century Domino groovers that's why.
Spug: What do you mean?
All: Well, we are hot-to-trot workgroup revolutionaries on the edge of dawn who take no prisoners; we are the snake hipped Notes-a-neeestas who will forge ahead with rich client technology; make the world a safer place with our on-demand workplace doo dahs; strike at the heart of Mount Doom with our portal servers. In short, we are not interested in your chickenshit word templates chutney-boy.
Spug: Well you can find them here if you are interested, they have some really useful calendars and birthday invitations.

Jump Start Sessions

Selecting what jump start session to go to seems a no brainer this year.

Lessons Learned

Today's Lessons are:

1. Only a mad man would contemplate doing the notes encryption thing with fields and stuff.
2. Sheep shit is sort of like maltesers for dogs.

Lotusphere

Well I booked my tickets for Lotusphere. Can't say I am really looking forward to any of the sessions but I am really excited about expanding my collection of Websphere fridge magnets.

See you there my special computer chums.

Primate Programming

This made laugh out loud. Check out the rates, they look good to me.

Software Development = Ker-plunk

I was big into test driven development with junit and ant. Everything was tickety-boo until I got into j2me development and discovered it does not support reflection which means my junit tests were not going to work on the main body of my code.

Bugger, I thought.

Being under time pressure to get something together on a phone before xmas I ploughed on regardless. Suffice to say all I manged to do was to implement the the ker-plunk pattern.

The Ker-Plunk pattern is when you rush the code and eventually loose your thread. Once you refactor any thing to gain a bit of control, you break something else. As it says on the front of the box:

Pull out the sticks and try not to let the marbles fall in this nerve wracking game of skill!

So I went back to basics, abandoned jcreator; loaded eclipse and installed the eclipse j2me plugin; set up j2meUnit a testing framework for j2me and felt a lot better.

Do things properly my special computer chums or you'll end up playing Ker-Plunk.

Paddling in the Danube

As winter draws on and your huge, plague-of-locusts like family consumes all you earn, a chap may lean towards melancholy. Look back on the year and ask yourself: did I do anything barmy, bonkers or even vaguely interesting in 2004?

Me, I paddled in the Danube. It cheers me up to think of it.

Make sure you plan something potty next year.

Here I am in the Danube, in cycling shorts and Newcastle United away kit.

Die hard with a dialog box

With the deadline for the cheddar ordering system drawing closer, the net tightens on Monkey Programmer Boy.

Ecademy

I am networking via Ecademy. There is only one little Japanese bloke who is interested in ukulele. Pah.