Cheating

I feel like I’m cheating on you, WordPress.

This Amateur Life

It’s not you, it’s me. Scout’s honour.

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Recent Work

Zillow Home Value Index
More Fremont Home Values

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Lies We Tell Kids

Paul Graham’s latest essay, Lies We Tell Kids, is long, insightful, and well-thought. I don’t agree with everything Mr. Graham writes, but I do try to read everything he writes. Whenever my muse decides to wake up from its long slumber, I hope to approach the craft much as Paul does.

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Facebox Wordpress Plugin

I wrapped Facebox in a WordPress 2.5-compatible plugin for easily implementation on a recent freelance project. It’s pretty slick.

Go to the project page to download

If you’re on github (and you should be), follow me here.

Update

1.2.1 is out! Download it from the WordPress Plugin Directory

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Cold Comfort

Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge
Charles Darwin

Also of interest, the Dunning-Kruger effect. This Google-trail brought to you by sidebar on page 30 of Pragmatic Thinking & Learning: Refactoring Your “Wetware”, which I am thoroughly enjoying so far.

The Speech

I cannot express how important this speech is to my generation, my community, my country. If you’re not misty-eyed (at the very least) by the end of it (and you will watch all of it, I guarantee it), you’re not listening.

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Dubya Tee Eff

What, indeed.

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X-UA-Lemur-Compatible

Some much-needed levity, with monkeys.

wewt

All you ever wanted to know (and more) about “woot”

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Rhett Butler

It occurs to me that re-introducing myself to Ruby on Rails (new shiny 2.0.2) after ~2 years in Siberia (VBScript, for $deity’s sake) and digging back into the legacy trenches of ColdFusion (in the past 2 months) might not be the smartest thing I’ve ever done. In fact, it’s downright stupid to taunt my inner developer, starved of grace and beauty for lo these many years. Like pouring out a glass of water in front of a man dying of thirst.

Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.

(Which is a roundabout way of saying I’m loving every goddamn minute, poking things with sticks and regaining my Ruby-legs (I was sad that I couldn’t work in the glorious pun “sea-legs” until I realized that meant I’d actually be dealing with C. (shudder)(When you think about it, I’m practically writing Lisp, as it is))