(Warning: This post has an extremely high backyard philosophy content. Will probably greatly offend any real philosophers, and a bunch of other people I probably have not even thought about.) I recently became middle-aged. As part of the thank you I wrote for the many kind words people posted to my facebook wall, I made a short summary of the things I had learned over the past N years. I hope you don’t mind that I post them here as well:
Week 31 of 2014, which was otherwise pretty uneventful except for bunches of hard work, ended with a trip up to the West Coast to go see the flowers. YES PEOPLE SPRING IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER! I made you a photo of this ominous looking Portal To Soooooomething: These look like the gates to some far-off fantasy plane. Instead, it’s the Geelbek Restaurant in the West Coast National Park, which does serve mysteriously delicious chocolate cake.
WELL HELLO EVERYONE! I’m a few days late, but I did bring you this free mind trip: Click me for an even heavier trip! On Tuesday, I had an unexpected (I somehow read over a critical paragraph in an email) but brilliant lunch at Rust en Vreede wine estate in the erudite company of three bubbly personalities. Having a bunch of vineyards like this within lunching distance is a perk of living in these parts; The superb company was just lovely serendipity.
Up in the North, temperatures were in the mid to high twenties every day (yes, it’s the middle of Winter, and that’s how they roll in the North). Back home we had to deal with mid to high tens (sometimes in the twenties!), and then, because the houses are not built for winter and sport similar temperatures inside and outside, you resort to making a fire in yer office, because that’s how we roll!
I deliberately skipped a week, because it was one of those extremely taxing pre-vacation weeks during which I had several near-foetal-position-thumb-in-mouth-moments. Instead I’ll be writing about my vacation, with pictures, and a little bit of backyard philosophy. This post is being written in a speeding Toyota Quantum 10-seater minibus (yes, it looks exactly like a taxi, we are currently the king of the road). Don’t worry, my co-driver has taken over.
I must be getting older. During the past week, there were at least three or four occasions where someone was clearly wrong on the internet, and I dutifully started carefully crafting that brilliant corrective response which would inevitably spiral downward into the fiery depths of idiocy. However, each time I stopped mid-answer, long before clicking the post button or sending the email, and switched to some other more valuable and less pointless activity.
This post is going to be really short, so I’m giving you this 80s theme song to compensate: DON’T YOU FEEL LIKE DOING AWESOME 80s STUFF AFTER THAT?! In week 25, I finally got around to writing that level sets blog post I’ve been warning everyone about. If you’re into that type of thing, the level set method is an interesting alternative way to represent N-dimensional surfaces evolving through space.
I think I might have forgotten to tell you that one of the many perks of working at the Stone Three offices is that there’s a micro-brewery within walking distance. Triggerfish Brewing, as brewery in question is called, was the location of a midweek mini-get-together that ended up looking like this: Triggerfish’s Roman Red Ale on a Winter’s day. On the topic of not-too-shabby settings for meetings, I finally got around to visiting Truth Coffee in Cape Town, described by some as The best coffee shop in the world.
In week 23 of 2014 I nerded out by writing two Emacs-related blog posts over at the vxlabs, and hacking org2blog to support WordPress image thumbnails: Modify Emacs Deft for recursive directory search -- this shows you how you can modify Emacs Deft mode, a Notational Velocity clone, to handle nested directories. Configuring Emacs mu4e with nullmailer, offlineimap and multiple identities -- this post documents my complete Emacs-based mail client setup.
Welcome to this post, the 72nd edition of The Weekly Head Voices, and a momentous one at that. For the first time, I’m writing the WHV using my favourite operating system with editing function, Emacs. To those of you who don’t know Emacs, this might mean that I’ve finally gone around the bend. I can report that it is a very happy place. (there will be more Emacs shenanigans in the near future.