Here is my micromagic/openservo hexpod (as yet unnamed) build log

As some of you may know, Baz is a natural born sleep talker (and occasional sleep walker). You've probably heard how when we first got together he'd sit in bed staring at me, telling me "It wasn't going to work" or the time I found him searching under the bed "looking for the Foo Fighters".

So inspired by http://sleeptalkinman.blogspot.com/ I decided it's about time I kept a record too.

15th Jan 2010

"We're not really dedicated. We're like the filthy offspring. We're Mongoloid"

"Poo on his hands"

"Get your finger out his arse then"

I have been using Kopete for years, and it is a great IM program. After the recent releases for kde 4.x I have noticed a few irritations. These irritations are small, merely papercuts, but should still be fixed. So I fixed them.

I would say in advance, these fixes are probably (certainly) implemented in the wrong way, and should never go near an official branch. If I ever find time to figure out how to make this work in the right way, I will. For now the patches are here and they are pretty raw, but functional.
Also I didn't bother to try and fix compiling the experimental branch as it seemed more broken than I can find time to fix. These fixes are compiled against the latest stable kopete 0.80.2 from svn. They took me about 2 hours of real work to do these.

A couple of problems in the current kopete, and resolutions

Here are the problems as I see it. You may disagree.

• Searching. Working but limited.
• Search visual elements. Shows empty folders in the results view
• Grouping offline contacts together. Doesn't exist!

Searching

There's a programme on BBC3 on Tuesdays that has stoked my ire. The progrmme in question is called 'Don't tell the Bride'. The premise of the programme is that a well meaning if sometimes misguided Groom plans the whole wedding in 3 weeks for a (usually) demanding wedding obsessed Bride.

I'm not a fan of the big wedding, as many know. And people usually interpret this as me being anti-marriage which on the whole I am not. It annoys me immensely that these bridezillas truly believe that the colour of the bridemaids dresses or the invitations are the most important thing in the world. Really? Is it some indicator of future happiness I am unaware of? Call me naive but surely the way a man treats you or respects you is a better measure of future happiness that the ribbon on the invitation being the same colour as the cake.

5:28pm just got in from work a bit early. Got the card through the door... "Sorry, you were out"... So Royal mail came with a parcel. Cool. I wonder what it is.

Collection times:
Mon-Fri 0900 - 1700

Um, really? I just called them to make sure it wasn't a really really dumb typo. Nope, it isn't. I can only collect the parcel between the times that 99% of the poopulation are working. Smooth.

I have 7 days to collect it before they send it back. Nice of them.

Okay, now remember I have no idea who this is from? Well, they can't tell me. Data protection. That has to be the worst excuse I ever heard. I have a card they they posted through my door. Of course it is me. You think a burglar is going to go to the trouble of ringing up the post office on the off chance that the parcel wasn't something mundane? No.

"No one uses Linux for servers because it's not very good"

What? in fact "Linux has now climbed to 13.4 percent of the overall server market, with Unix at 7.7 percent and Windows at 36.5 percent."

(http://news.cnet.com/8301-13505_3-10027925-16.html)

So Linux is just under half of the Windows share. hardly insignificant.

"Linux is free, but there is no such thing as a free lunch"

When I overheard this I was torn. I believe there is no such thing as a free lunch, but in the context of the overheard conversation, it is free.
Free to use, free to add to, free to edit. Free as in freedom. You might want some support though. I'm pretty sure you would need to get some support for your windows network too.

Mr Daniel's XBox Cake

xbox's have more in common with mr kiplins than they do an x86. baked to perfection

Ingredients:
1x XBox (preferably one of those e74 ones)
1x Screwdriver
1x Box of plasters (for the inevitible blood)
1x Oven (preheat at gas mark 4 30 mins)

It's a common misconception that an xbox is a computer...it is infact a type of cake...and although you can play with the dough first and savour it, you will infact need to bake your xbox to get the most out of it....gas mark 4 for 30minutes until the xbox is piping hot all the way though and the 2 fully cooked decoration lights come on, leave to cool for 40minutes until devouring the gaming goodness.

I have frequented the cinema quite a few times recently and it's reminded me of how much I fucking hate it. Don't get me wrong, I love the experience of watching films on the big screen, but the rest of the experience is bloody awful.

Let's start with the price. It's robbery in any light, day or otherwise. I also despise people kicking the back of my chair, accidental or otherwise. They is no redemption for these people they are going striaght to hell.

Then there's people arriving late. It niggles me we people arrive when the previews are showing but arriving after the film has started really pisses me off. There should be a row of really uncomfortable stools by the door where these people have to sit. As the film started last night 2 girls came in, stood in the isle next to me, blocking my view of the left side of the screen, pondering where to sit like it was a difficult algebra equation. These annoying latecomers shouldn't be allowed the disrupt the film for those of us who have the decency to arrive on time.

1. You have your own login on his computer.

2. Instead of lovenotes you get sent xkcd links.

3. Any arguments you have are solved by Google.

4. He's milled, soldered or embossed your name into something.

5. You are more likely to discuss what you've seen on the internet than on TV.

6. If you say you want anything, he'll say he'll build you one.

7. He lets you blog on his website (ahem).

8. He's drawn a comic strip starring you.

9. You've been converted to Linux.

10. All your base are belong to him.

It's how I was raised...a little phrase encompassing a notion used almost as much as religion as a thinly veiled explanation of prejudicial views.

My mum wore ridiculously high heels all through my childhood. She's suffering for it now. I told her she would. I wear sensible M&S shoes and my feet are just fine. I don't try and stuff my essentially rombus ended feet into triangular ended shoes because quite frankly it's ridiculous. My Dad smoked 80 a day for most of his life and now wheezes and coughs to pass the time.

Great parent eh? Well Yes. Aside from the shoes and a sometimes dodgy dress sense my mother taught me to regard people of all colours, sexes and sexualities equally. Aside from the smoking by father taught me the importance of learning, of questioning and understanding.