As the title of this post implies, I've been working on some stuff lately that's been taking up enough compute cycles that I haven't been around to post much. Some of this is due to work, because we're getting into the really busy time of year and when I haven't been at work I've been relaxing. Some of this is due to yet another run of dental work that, while it hasn't really been worth writing about has resulted in my going to bed and sleeping straight through until the next day. And some of it's due to my hacking on a new project that wound up being... not as hard as I'd imagined it would be, but there certainly has been a steep learning curve.Click for the rest of the article...
It seems that there is another influx of refugees from a certain social network that's turned into a never ending flood of bile, vitriol, and cortisol into what we call the Fediverse, a network of a couple of thousand websites running a number of different applications that communicate with each other over a protocol called ActivityPub. Ultimately, the Fediverse is different from Twitter and Facebook in that it's not run as a for-profit entity. There are no analytics, no suggestions of "thought leaders" you might want to follow, no automated curation of the posts you can see versus the ones you really want to see. Socially speaking, you don't find people carefully polishing their brands or trying to game hashtag trends but instead everything from somebody kicking back after work with a cup of coffee to people carefully archiving the firmware of classic computer hardware to in-jokes about pineapples. Rather than fame, you get people.
But that's not what I want to talk about. I've been asked by a couple of people to post a brief tutorial of how I interfaced my Huginn instance with mastodon.social, the Mastodon instance that I spend most of my time hanging out on.Click for the rest of the article...
onboarding suppository - noun complex - The massive volume of data that a new hire has to assimilate and comprehend before they can understand what they're supposed to be working on to any meaningful extent.
musked - verb, past tense - When someone promises big and fails to deliver.
(source: Gabriella Coleman)
Last weekend the twelfth Hackers On Planet Earth conference, subtitled The Circle of HOPE was held at the Hotel Pennsylvania by 2600 Magazine. As with most years, I made my cross-country pilgrimage to New York City to attend. I flew out on Thursday morning with the eventual goal of making it to my hotel early enough that I could order in, relax a bit, and get to sleep early to shake the inevitable jet lag so I could be somewhat functional the next day. Modulo the usual difficulty in catching a ride from JFK, I made good time and accomplished a decent amount of war driving along the way. There isn't much to remark on until the next day...Click for the rest of the article...
Got back from HOPE on Monday. Tired and trying to avoid con crud. Also came home to a deadline at work. More news as time permits.
PoS - noun phrase - Term for the DSL or cable modem your ISP requires you to run. The quality of the equipment is exactly what you think it is.
I've updated my .plan file once more. The usual warnings apply.
Boots: 14 hole Doc Martens, black, real leather.
Wipe down with damp paper towels.
Wipe down with dry paper towels.
Coat with Dr. Martens Wonder Balsam using included sponge. Be sure to work balsam into stitches and exposed edges. I ordinarily don't like to shill for particular products, but I started using this stuff to help break in my boots (it makes the leather softer, so it adapts to your feet more readily) and I was wearing them clubbing within a month of getting them (instead of six months to a year). It's amazing stuff.
Wait half an hour. Get some coffee, go for a run, something like that.
Buff balsam off with a clean, dry cloth. I use a regular washcloth set aside for doing my boots.
Prep your boot polish. I like Kiwi Shoe Polish Paste, just make sure it's the right color for your boots. Pop the lid and set the polish on fire with a lighter or matches. No, seriously, I mean set it on fire. The polish will melt faster than it burns. When at least half the polish is burning, drop the lid back on and make sure it closes completely.
Wait. The flame will burn itself out because the oxygen inside the container (there isn't much) will be used up. Wait for the pressure to build up inside the tin and pop the lid off with a festive "Poing!"
(If this doesn't happen inside of five minutes, just open the tin. No big deal.)
The shoe polish is now a thick goop instead of a waxy mass. Apply polish to your boots with a sponge.
Wait another half hour.
Buff dried polish off with a clean, dry cloth. I usually flip the washcloth over and use that, but do whatever works. Rub until the finish doesn't look smoky anymore. Mine tend to look clean but a little on the dull side. That goes away as I wear them for a while.
Re-lace and wear for an hour or two to take advantage of the new dose of balsam soaked into the leather making it a bit softer than usual.
Repeat every one or two months, or after cleaning them if they get dirty.
I've mentioned in the past that my exocortex incorporates a number of different kinds of bots that do a number of different things in a slightly different way than Huginn does. Which is to say, rather than running on their own and pinging me when something interesting happens, I can communicate with them directly and they parse what I say to figure out what I want them to do. Every bot is function-specific so this winds up being a somewhat simpler task than it might otherwise appear. One bot runs web searches, another downloads files, videos, and audio, another wakes up and look sat system stats every minute... but where does this all start? How does it all fit together?
It starts with Jabber, the humble XMPP protocol.Click for the rest of the article...