One year ago today: May 8,2021, birds do not share.
Five years ago today: May 8,2017, dangerous databases.
Nine years ago today: May 8, 2013, completing the project anyways.
Random years ago today: May 8, 2014, a robot club heyday.
What a shock, but the poor critter is a goner. I was over to feed the cats when one of them leapt on the counter with a horrible injury. Looks like a fight with another animal bit off the front her her nose and upper jaw. She’s dying, but it is the course of Nature. She is unable to groom herself and lives under the neighbor’s house, kept alive only by her ability to still eat wet food.
Blog rules say mention food, so this was breakfast this morning. All veggie except for the eggs. My big plan was to do laundry and then cleared out the van. Drat, that tuckered me out so bad I had to take half the day off. I’m in fine shape for this trip. Inside, I downloaded another few sets of software to run Assembler but nothing works on my systems. I can write the code and usually leave it at that. From experience, almost all my code runs first time without bugs, the way that programming should be done. But it takes time and costs money in the short run so the value is hardly perceived by the rank and file.
The worst change in Assembler language is the MicroSoft “code cancer” called Virtual. Rather than include the actual few bits of code needed to run languages like BASIC and Assembler, you get a half-assed C+ simulator that never works right. C+ loves to link to libraries, code written by strangers that you must put blind faith in to use. Whenever you see a directive like “INCLUDE io.h” it is a link to this remote code. I prefer my code to run without links which sooner or later always go dead or sour.
Later, I returned to more study on MicroSoft’s version of Assembler. I never could understand why they never leave anything alone. Why they insist on turning it into their “virtual” nonsense which always seems to add just one more complication. As an example, the xchg command. And experienced person would be used to move commands having three letters, and conversions having four. I prefer to hard code the exchange so it spells out what is happening and you know they are no stray trailing numbers left from the previous exchange.
One thing I never understood is by mov won’t work with two memory locations. You have to use a “third empty glass”, in this case, a register. I dunno, it just seems to me the instruction (which I tend to call a command) should be indifferent to sources or destinations, and the the xchg command should at least earn its keep by including this capability. But, what do I know? MicroSoft knows what is best just like Gates knows the same about viruses and injections.
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I checked out the free amp, recall that? Great bass sound at lower volumes, so I’m taking that to Tennessee and leaving it. The word is I’ve got some repair work to do this time, including a turtle cage. The theory goes the best person to fix turtle cages is the guy who built them. Did you know JeePee once got away? He came back on his own. Instinct can be a curious thing.
Rumble is millennial docutainment. I just don’t have an hour to wait for them to get to the point. And probably 49 out of 50 posters who think they can “wing it” are delusional, while fully understanding the appeal this has for Internet-grade scatterbrains. Retalk is also growing. It has the ability to post pictures but isn’t attracting that format.
And the phone has become such a pure tracking device and monitor or your activities that some guy Srinivas, another East Indian, is selling FIDO (fast identity on-line) to big tech. Twitter should give you some idea how these people act when placed in the midst of a free society. Your phone would replace our password, and worse, if you don’t use the system, you are excluded from most sites.
ADDENDUM
The sum of $650 is sneered at by some, particularly for a couple. But you have two of the least material people left in America. There’s a radio program that asks people how they would spend $10,000 and it’s an old theme that brings out the worst in people The most creative answer doesn’t get ten grand, but a cruise valued at that much. Same old rules, they cannot invest it or give it away. And I would fail that contest. I cannot think of anything or combination of things I could spend that much money on
I want a new table saw. I’d like to see the Smithsonian if they’ll still let me. The Reb & I are movie goers, but that’s $40 tops. We get to the best vegetarian restaurants and again $40 is around the most we’ve ever spent. I guess I’d like a better microscope. Overall, I’d be hard pressed to think of something I’d want that costs more than a grand. Can I have more time to think about it?
Other contest rules are same as that old move where you can’t buy anything like a super expensive car or house, as those are investments. The funny part is listening to people who say they would “travel”. Where? Paris isn’t there, they don’t have a clue about cultures or destinations. They’d probably wind up at casinos, where they have nothing in common with that crowd. Places like Hawaii, Club Med, most hotel chains, and cruises are so bad you’d have to pay me to go there.
You know, in twenty years of intense world travel, I never once met a decent, compatible, good-looking young woman. I probably chatted up an estimated 400 of them, yet not a single keeper. I tried keeping in touch with a few but in the end, nothing. The few women that get out there are generally husband-hunting in some form, not a highly intellectual activity. Admittedly, I tend to go for the prettiest ones who are extroverts, but odds are in 400 women who get past first base, you’d meet at least a couple dozen with anything going for them. Nope.
Another caution is that women on vacation are on their best behavior and they quickly revert to themselves if anything slows down the momentum. I’ve met some that had interesting stories, like the two Polish girls who came along on the excursion to Angel Falls with me. But neither was my type. Is there a great way to meet women, in my opinion? Damn rights, it is called playing bass on stage. Ah, but doesn’t the guitar player get all the women?
That’s a qualified, “Yes, sort of.” He gets more sleazes so it is fortunate most guitar players don’t care, or more likely, don’t know. I’ve written long ago how I noticed what sort of women pair off with men, starting in my high school days. I like women who like musicians, though you’ll find it isn’t so much the music as the ability to entertain and be presentable. I can honestly say I have never been jealous of the women guitar players get on my stage. I have guitarists who hate me over this one. You don’t know this, but I usually sit apart from the band on breaks, often in a far corner reading or writing. And the women introduce themselves.
Oddly, this works like a charm, but even more oddly, that is not why I write. These women are often the pick of what’s available. Just not any keepers in the past 30 years.
