Tuesday, February 20, 2057

Creeping slowly by

This week has streamed. Well it felt like it streamed for most of it. I've been hard at work, and making huge progress on this robotics software. Well it did seem that way until I needed the cleanup code. This is without any questions the most boring aspect of any code project. Adding things to make sure it works.
Why am I even doing this? Am I the ideal candidate to add checks to see if I made a mistake. I know this works all the time, and I know exactly how to do it. But sooner or later I can convince someone that I shouldn't be looking for faults in my own code.

What a week for Crease, he really dug the Mantaboards last week. I was terrified he was going to run out there. Well mostly I'm scared of it happening because he did when he was a kitten.
And this is no ordinary sized kitten, boost!

He would have been 8 months old, so close to 75cm tall and fairly heavy for his size, something around 50kg and very playful. I was watching more Mantaboarders and he took off. Flew over the railing, into the ramps and jumped on some boarder. That poor juve thought he was about to be a snack. I was screaming "Cresco Dilato" at the top of my lungs, and I think that's where I decided if he was going to be this much trouble I'd need a shorter name. So we have Crease.

Speaking of trouble, Sar left her job. Just dropped it.
So she's now applying for a new one working in some lit store. They specialise in selling books. Real books. No e-ink readers and flexipaper, one book stored between the same set of pages. You want to read something else, pick up another one. I love it.

This morning was terrible, I was on my way into work and suddenly the auto-d drops on and I take a right turn onto the wrong side of the freeway. I'd have been more alarmed if all of the cars didn't move with me and there were beams out to hold traffic out. I'm not sure what was going on, but it made me over 45 minutes late for work.

The news has nothing, and I'll get another chance to check by lunchtime. But there has to be something pretty serious happening to cause a traffic jam. It must have been 20 minutes I was stationary for. I can't recall ever being stuck in a traffic jam. Definitely not since I was a kid. If only I didn't have so much work to do....

I hope everything is ok. I'm gonna call Sar and Crease, see if they're ok.

Swat out.

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