Conquering Java
I’d rather use C,
But I can program in this newfangled object-oriented Java stuff.
If I have to.
I guess.
(Based on the Man’s Prayer from the Red Green Show, of course. Red Green is just about my favorite TV show ever.)
I’d rather use C,
But I can program in this newfangled object-oriented Java stuff.
If I have to.
I guess.
(Based on the Man’s Prayer from the Red Green Show, of course. Red Green is just about my favorite TV show ever.)
Some things that are floating through my head after wandering around the blogs:
I get the impression from some feminist blogs that they really hold both these beliefs, at the same time: 1) Abstinence does not prevent either pregnancy or STDs, and 2) Condoms are super-magical, perfectly reliable protection against both pregnancy and STDs–most of […]
The Chocolate Fairy visits our house occasionally, leaving chocolates in the odd places. I’ve been finding them all over the place today.
MFH, who has put extensive thought into how to make logic gates for marbles, would love this. Too bad he’s fasting from the Internet.
I have one of the oldest and rustiest cars in the Twin Cities. My car is fourteen years old, and I’ve had it for ten years. At this point, it has become almost an experiment to see how much farther I can drive it before it dies.
Anyway, sometimes I look around at all […]
The city of St. Paul’s garbage/recycling/waste newsletters keep lamenting that about 25% of residential garbage collected is paper and cardboard that could have been recycled. That’s probably not too far off for us, even though we recycle newspapers and magazines and cardboard. The reason is that none of our three desks had a […]
Linda Hirshman is so far out there that even many feminists don’t agree with her. In this article, she chronicles some of the reactions she’s gotten:
Everybody started hating Linda, apparently, when I published an article in the progressive magazine the American Prospect last December, saying that women who quit their jobs to stay home […]
The first of our raspberries are ripening! Watering them has helped a lot.
It was a big disappointment last summer when we moved in and found that raspberry season was just past, and that the previous tenants hadn’t even bothered to pick any of them.
I’m reading The Mystery of Marriage, by Mike Mason:
….To be married is not to be taken off the front lines of love, but rather to be plunged into the thick of things. It is to be faced, day in and day out, with the necessity of making over and over again, and at deeper […]
Cathy Siepp’s story of abysmal customer service makes me very glad that I don’t have a cell phone.