Mac OSX file system quirk

March 11th, 2010

I learned today that, “the default file system of Mac OS X, HFS+ (Mac OS Extended format), is case-insensitive but case preserving.”

In retrospect, it explains some odd behavior I have seen working in the shell, but I never put it together till today.  I have a parent dir with 26 children dirs “A,B,C,…”.  I type “cd a” by accident, and am surprised when I get no error message, and confused when pwd shows “a” as current dir, yet cd’ing back up a level and looking at the parent dir only shows capital letter sub-dir names.  It doesn’t just preserve the case something exists as, it also seems to preserve the case I referred to something with, which seems needlessly complex, but I have to admit is technically cool.  I’d hate to have to test it though.

Ain’t that a humdinger

March 11th, 2010

So, on my way to the bar to support bartender B, and who do I see walking my way, but Q.  I say hello, he makes polite conversation but has somewhere to be, and we walk on our separate ways.  I get to the bar and get ready to tell B about the synchronicity, when I look to my right, and there’s Q sitting down beside me to chat some more.

He doesn’t ask me to buy him a drink, and after he mentions he just spent $12 on a copy of The Hobbit, I wouldn’t have been all that keen on it anyways.  He wants to make no plans, and takes off with a “don’t call me, I’ll call you”.

It seems all the more strange when B lets me know that Q had literally just left the bar before I got there, so the only reason he’d come back was to talk more with me.  It’s a weird game of interested-or-not that’s not doing me any emotional stability favors.

shrug

Facebook ephemra

March 9th, 2010

I really kind of wish facebook would let me know if someone has disappeared from my network because they unfriended just me, or if they dropped their whole account.  I guess it doesn’t really matter, it just seems so strange to suddenly have someone, and all the content I posted related to their wall or comments, disappear without warning.  I don’t think I stuck my dick in the mashed potatoes.

UPDATE:  I finally figured out a way to figure out that he’s just not on facebook at all anymore.  Interesting, I’ll have to ask him about that before we rock out thursday.  It did remind me to go thru everyone I cared about’s info and grab their email and birthday info to store in my gmail contacts so it won’t disappear on me again.

Pre-Tulips Trip

March 8th, 2010

Headed up to the Skagit Valley to check out what flowers had budded already.  None of the major tulip fields were ready yet, but there were some daffodils.  I made a stop at a nursery across the road from them and got good pics of a bee, a nice shot of a dew covered flower, some noisy sheep, some lama and chickens.  There was also a field full of white birds.

Uncle Frank is my idol

March 3rd, 2010

After all the faildate-ing of late, I’m starting to think Uncle Frank is on the right track with his “proud to use whores stand”.    At least for just sex kinda stuff =p

Call it Donny

March 2nd, 2010

An excellently apropos Boy on a Stick and Slither cartoon.

Mood is Resigned

March 1st, 2010

Nothing like going on something you think is a date, only to have the other guy set you straight about your place Over There, in the friend-zone, so he can dish about the guy he let pick him up at the bar after he ditched you, the night before after your previous apparently-never-was-a-date.

At least he was polite about it, and clear on his intent to pay for the next not-a-date, to keep things balanced and friendly.

In retrospect, he was always wanting to do stuff during the day that wouldn’t interfere with his evening plans.

The End is here

March 1st, 2010

at least for my Signature Hot Chocolate drinking days.  The store that promised to stock up just for me let me know that their stock up order was refused, and they are out stock now and forever more =(

Photo Safari Gas Works Park 20100228

February 28th, 2010

Started the day out with  breakfast at the Hurricane, served by My Little Pony, if we believe receipts.

Learned that just because we could make synthetic natural gas in the 1800’s doesn’t mean you shouldn’t serve in the military now.  Umm, OK?

I wondered again, just how safe the park can be for kids to play in, when a mere locked door protects us from “unremediated areas” that require class C protective gear.

Someone is camping in the park.  If the luggage is any indicator, they once had a decent job. Or were given a nice set of luggage and camping gear.  I suspect there are two of them, and they also own these bikes.

The clouds were breaking up, by the time I kayaked (no pics), it was actually sunny.

Saw some paranoid conspiracy graffiti.  Noticed a helipad I had no idea existed, despite kayaking past it for years.   Amazing what a change in perspective reveals.

Saw yet another pair of Sunday morning, aka the day after, shoes.

The Woman in Black (PR)

February 28th, 2010

Went with Q to see The Woman in Black.  The quotes make it sound like it’s gonna be piss-your-pants scary.  It was not.

Don’t get me wrong, I love it.  Thought it was very entertaining, with a unique twist on the play within a play genre.

But it wasn’t scary.  It had a lot of humor, actually.

The Open Circle Theater is an interesting space to see something in.  It’s small, and the seating is split onto two sections at right angles, so the actors must always play to one side or the other.  Center stage faces a structural beam.  They serve liquor, and you can drink while watching the show, so that’s cool.   The price seemed reasonable, only $8 per person.