This is my (in)activity log. You might like to visit my employer
Novell which is an amazing company, and also
Dell who in days of yore provided me with a
free laptop for Gnome development / conferences.
Also if you have the time to read this sort of stuff you could enlighten
yourself by going to Unraveling Wittgenstein's net or if
you are feeling objectionable perhaps here.
Stuff Michael Meeks is doing
- Woke early, read the paper, feeling better;
got up, had a shower - worse again - how tedious. Breakfast
even worse a fruit juice breakfast.
- Off to the cafe - sucked mail.
- Reviewed Mark Sobell's practical guide to RH
Linux, which (tragical for him) has a Gnome section using
Gnome 1.2 instead of 1.4 - sigh. Strangely it's put up
against quite a recent KDE version; hmm.
- Committed a libgnomeui patch, sent the next off.
Had a nice lunch with J', feeling slightly more human.
- Alex posted a nice picture of the Gnome 2.0
panel a brutal port so far, but quite fun.
- Got steaming into the ORBit2 async stuff -
looking pretty nice so far; good, fixed a nasty ORB bug.
- Off to see Molly and Tristan, Julia's friends.
- Located the flat by guessing the correct floor,
and the correct door to knock on. Met them both, Molly just
had a baby. Worrying to talk to Tristan, he said that for 3
hours before her epidural he'd never heard anyone in such
pain before - horrifying, mercifuly Molly doesn't remember
it at all; that bit sounds worse for the husband, although
perhaps not at the time. Anyway - they had a boy.
- Looked at Tristan's show-reel of some of the
TV adverts he has been making; the Yoplait (yoghurt)
adverts, in French; a Honda advert and some pointing
thing. Very amusing really. He's also responsible for the
"They'd only just met but tomatoe couldn't help itself"
bill board ads with a biscuit and a vegetable in bed.
- Had tea and English cakes, procured at vast
- Off to Gerd's in a Taxi. Met my cousin Gerd for
the first time; nice guy, running Gnome on his Red Hat box
- Out to TFI Friday for an Australian style meal,
rather good. Then back home and had tea and talked to Gerd
for a long time about his career so far. He was a naval
engineer on board ship for a while. Amazing to think that
in a 230m oil tanker you can look from the bridge and see
the boat bend as it hits a wave, and see the flexure of the
boat ripple down to you.
- Apparently the bass straight ( between Tazmania
and Australia ) is a horribly rough and treacherous sea.
Gerd being thrown out of his bunk the first time there.
Interesting that sailors - though they have a hard life,
get 6 months holiday per year. Also interesting, that oil
tankers often have no fixed destination - "Head off towards
Singapore, but don't go too fast", and get re-routed
depending on all manner of factors.
- Also, the spectre of competing against Panamanian
registered rust bucket ships, with a load of poor 3rd world
hired hands, just waiting to sink, with lifeboats rusted to
their davits; somewhat scary.
- Bed rather late; Gerd slept in a sleeping bag
on the floor - very good of him.
In case it's not painfully obvious: the reflections reflected here are my
own; mine, all mine ! and don't reflect the views of Novell, The
Lithuanian Gov't or Arnold Schwarzenegger. It's also important to
realise that I'm not in on the Swedish Conspiracy.
Occasionally people ask for formal photos for conferences,
Michael Meeks (email@example.com)