Serious perk of working remotely is the occasional break with our kids. Today our littlest one fell asleep next to me on the couch.
This is always pesky. You have a project and you're using #git as your version control. You have a well manicured
.gitignore file to handle certain things out of your repo.
But! then you need to push everything via #rsync somewhere. Maybe that's your deploy strategy, I don't know. I'm not a doctor. I do know that using the rsync
--exclude to call out each single directory and file you don't want pushed over is a super pain. And you already have this
.gitignore just sitting there, that holds that kind of list already!
If you do something like:
rsync -avz --filter=':- .gitignore' dir/ user@server:/path/to/destination
It will only push over the items that your
.gitignore would allow to be pushed up to your repo. Excellent, yes?
Our littlest one keeps waking up at 4:30am, and that's getting a little rough. At least I'm definitely getting up on time?
Just a quick update, I ported my blog over to a new web content engine I wrote, and so far so good. It'll also support my old Wordpress permalink structure, so I didn't break the web, yay!
More to come.
So, I'm an old man. I love soundtracks from games from older consoles. While yes, you can get mp3s or stream the soundtrack from YouTube, in my opinion the best way is to listen to the original files.
I don't pretend to know how it all works, but talented people can take the game music out of console games into a native-ish format. When you listen to it, the codec basically perfectly recreates the synth/music. For Super Nintendo, it's the
spc file. For Playstation 1 and 2, it's a combination of
Anyway, I have lots of these original soundtracks. In my Windows OS days long, long ago I would load up WinAmp with all kinds of output plugins to play these kind of media files. Good times.
Then, for various reasons I started using Apple products. There is no WinAmp for OSX, and I could find no way to play my soundtracks of choice. I sighed, grumbled, and moved on.
Then! Then! Like 10 years later I've figured it out, and it's super simple. Audacious is an open-source audio player, and it supports all these older codecs no problem. When you go to their site, it isn't obvious that there's a way to get it to run in OSX, but there is.
You'll need to have Homebrew installed, but you probably should anyway because it's super helpful. Then it's just a matter of:
brew install audacious
And it works!!
I've been starting to do the #Wii Fit Plus almost day.2 yogas, 1 strength and 1 cardio (normally a run). I love it.
Also, living in PNW, seeing that sunny blue sky on the island run really helps with my mood. Yay virtual environments!
This is something I ran into for a long period of my life. I recently started a friendship with someone and they expressed that they suffer the similar condition, so I wanted to share my experiences and how I got past it.
It comes down to work and not being able to spend time creating something, or writing something from scratch.
Whenever you have extra time, you're always thinking about the other things you could be doing. Learning something new to further your career, working on some extra work to try to make more money, and so on.
I used to be really stuck in this loop. I had ideas for stories I wanted to write, or games I wanted to develop, but I couldn't do it. Whenever I would maybe have the time to work on it, my brain would always be whispering, "You should be doing this other thing, or you should be learning this other thing. Writing stories is a waste of time. Developing games is just a waste of time."
This is related, although it doesn't seem like it. One time, my wife bought a canvas for me to paint. I've never painted on a canvas in my life up until this point. I decided to paint a science-y kind of picture, just a star field. I did this and it took about two hours, and I was happy with the results. I realized several months after that that during the creation of it, I had none of those whispers of self doubt in my head.
There is fundamentally no difference between painting a picture, or writing a story, or developing a game. I am a software developer, and the way I create is writing software. So, creating a game and working on that game is a form of art. Art doesn't necessarily have to have a financial end, that's not the point of art.
Once I realized this, I found out that I was able to work on small side projects that would in all likelihood not make any money. Whenever the whispers would start to happen in my mind, "You should be working on something that makes money", etc, I could just remind myself that I am a human. It is important for me to make art.
If you have similar whispers, I encourage you to remember.. You are a human! Art is important, and your medium can be whatever you want it to be.
Issues when trying to run
pip install mysqlclient in OSX 10.12. I was getting:
ld: library not found for -lssl
clang: error: linker command failed with exit code 1 (use -v to see invocation)
error: command 'clang' failed with exit status 1
Steps to fix:
brew uninstall mysql
brew install mysql-connector-c
brew unlink mysql-connector-c
brew install mysql
env LDFLAGS="-I/usr/local/opt/openssl/include -L/usr/local/opt/openssl/lib"
I hope this helps someone else! :)
Issues when trying to
pip install Pillow in OSX 10.12. I was getting:
fatal error: fatal error'X11/Xlib.h' file not found:
Steps to fix:
sudo ln -s /opt/X11/include/X11 /usr/local/include/X11
I hope this helps someone else! :)
"Quickly, my Queen, we must away!" the white-cloaked young Knight calls; sounds of battle grow ever close down grey stone-pillared halls. "Protect my Love, and keep her safe" ordered his Sovereign Lord. Yet rash heart yearns to stand with King, to wield unbloodied sword. Red-robed Queen walks with hurried poise, guards try to not show fear, all stop and as one group they froze, at unearthly scream quite near. Swiftly they go through stone-arched gate, towards stables where escape await. Within stable, hearts fill with hope, welcome scent of fresh straw. As all make ready to depart, Knights fervor does still gnaw. Escape in sight, the Knight did speak, "I must defend my King." The Queen upon her horse looked down and sadly touched her ring. "If you must, you must."she quickly said and spun around her steed. With clear command, "Onward!" she spoke. They rode away at speed. Towards throne room and King, Knight does head, Where glory, honor lie ahead. Round last corner, young Knight turns, into a ghastly scene. Knights and guards litter the floor, Of Throne room once serene. Dark-armored figures press forward, toward fearless sword-drawn King. As Knight rushes towards desperate fight Kings sword halts in mid-swing. He shouts "You should have kept her safe!" Face shows his trust betrayed. Distracted thus, his heart is pierced Ran through by black-swords blade. The young Knight pales; what has he done? Towards Queen and duty he doth run. Footfalls echo in empty halls as Knight retraces route. With sword in hand, his keen eyes scan, aware of foes about. With caution peeks in stable door, no enemies inside. To Queens escape, southern moon gate. Upon black steed he rides. At silvery gate he leaps from horse, the steed, in protest neighs. He runs past bodies, broken spears. In shock he stops, dismayed. On road, Queens robe is torn in parts. In tatters, matching Knight Kaln's heart.