Remember screen savers?
Stderr
All the unbuffered error messages
Remember screen savers?
I was a kid sitting on my dad’s big shoulders during the student riots in Paris in the 60s. I don’t remember it, but dad says it was weird that it felt safe to carry a kid right down to the battlefront where carefully aimed cobblestones were flying at cops. I guess there was zero chance of a Bloody Sunday style response at that time.
I learned a surprising thing about Japanese swords the other day.
I’m not afraid to read a book (if I can handle it) but I feel you need to know something of a field, in order to know which books are definitive and represent a consensus.
The talented Mr Fingers is at it again. This time he built a rowboat out of a super realistic sculpture of Jeff Bezos’ head.
Over at Bill Seymour’s, I made the mistake of getting into the topic of comparative programming languages. Ow. My bad!
This is exactly how I imagine imperialism and “The Great Game” worked. A bunch of people sitting around with sharpies drawing lines on maps.
I was in high school when my sweetheart, Rachel, discovered Alfred Jarry’s Ubu Roy [King Ubu] and started reading big chunks of it out loud to me, as we walked to and from school.
Right now, the popularity/interest in stable audio is so high that you basically can’t get to it unless you’re a journalist who has a public relations person making calls for you.
Yoram Bauman translates the basic principles of economics.