wtf?

During these latest holidays, I spent quite some time in a floating chair at 36,000 feet. While flying is (was?) humanity's greatest dream, they say, I doubt it ought to last for hours when all you're doing is sitting and avoiding your sleepy neighbor's drool.

Instead I plugged some noise cancelling earphones, and opened my laptop to prepare some basic ideas for my upcoming talk at the french OSDC this october. After a while it turned into coding, writing, rambling, deleting, and suffering from my left wrist.

The first sign your wrist is wrong is when it still hurts after 15 minutes. At our arrival in SF I was not sure I should drive and let the job to my friend. Two days later I had to get an wrist-band to avoid any movement of the articulation that was now hurting like a bitch almost non-stop. Luckily It went away all by itself after a few days and I could drive and masturbate properly again.

Kids, take care of your own body, for now we only have one.

We've been here and there, ate at the Bagdad café, found a bar in the desert where the beer costs $1 during football games, got back from the Valley of Death, which must mean we're (deep fried) zombies now, been arrested (just once, I promise) for speeding on California's roads. Tomorrow's our last day in the country, and so we'll be in Vegas, trying various ways of being drunk, and/or losing money. Mind you, we've almost killed the rental car, with around 2000 miles in two weeks. That's a start. However, for now the evening program consists in trying the various sorts of tequilas at that awesome place just around the corner.

Hopefully, we'll be back to Paris by sunday morning...

It's confusing how I manage to sleep so little when on holiday. maybe work's less amusing than running around in California. The longest trip we made so far was from SF to LA, artificially long to enjoy a little more of the West coast's natural parks, which are ridiculously huge, and amazing... Anyway, we'll be staying in LA for a few days, then head East to the Mojave desert and canyons, and whatever comes when one's trying to follow the dead route 66. We should eventually take a break at the so called “Bagdad café”, stop here and there to take lousy pictures of the US, and if we're lucky enough, be back to Vegas, a day before our plane leaves. :)

I'm also anticipating the horror of sorting, and uploading the flood of pictures to Flickr, so I got an iPad (yes... it is related, sort of). However, for now, it's time for coffee, and banana-walnut bread. *runs away*

Il y a peu j'ai déménagé mon petit serveur de online.net (dedibox) vers OVH (kimsufi)... Je constate juste qu'en moyenne pour Pingdom, OVH a des temps de réponse un peu meilleurs ; ce qui est bien. :)

Those are the free “virtues” of the programmer according to a well known book on the Perl programming language... Let's see what happens when I consider those virtues out of the computer context.

I know for a fact that I am lazy, pushing things to the last minute, and that is quite embarrassing sometimes. Procrastination is the word, it's become very popular among so-called geeks, and personal coaches.

I'm not sure if I am very much impatient, although I get easily bored at things, ideas, or people after a while. Most of the time in a very polite and quiet way ; meaning that if I can walk away I will, but I'm not in a hurry if I can daydream. Daydreaming is good, please do so, it's when you get your best/worse ideas. Like: hey, it's been a long time, let's blog!

Finally hubris... Now that's hard to admit. I'm sure I can be proud of stuff I made, but if you ask me to pick an example, then I can't... yet? The fact is (I hope) I'm just as much a human being as you are, then given a functional brain and some time anyone could come up with the same sh*t I did ; so why should I be proud of that? The only pride I take is in managing not to bother anyone (not easy).

That being said, hubris is also about self-confidence: a quality that I was born without. Damn.

Next time, we'll see three other qualities: “attention to details”, “thirst for blood”, and a “twisted mind”, the three virtues of the psychopath. Thank you for your time.

Bear with me for a second.

update: There we are.

Note for later : you do not run freebsd-update install through ssh outside of screen. That is, unless you want to re-buildworld by hand after your ssh connection dies because of some untimely ACPI interrupt.