Archive for 2010

May 13, 2010

Links for my EcmaScript 5 lightning talk at JS.chi.

May 04, 2010

Posted slides for the third revision of the Lambda/Closure talk at ChicagoRuby.

April 17, 2010

Posted slides for my Great Lakes Ruby Bash talk.

May 13, 2010

Slides for the expanded You Already Use Closure talk.

February 28, 2010

Finally posted my creed to the Justin Love page. Sadly, nothing else updated.

February 19, 2010

Posted slides for my ChicagoRuby talk tomorrow

Live’n la vida electronica

@wondible is now on twitter (So is @SandhurstCondos, for kicks) Wondible is the “wonderful, terrible things” commonly known as hacks. Given the popularity of twitter in the tech community, I figured I ought to be findable for my presentations to JS.chi and ChicagoRuby. And no, I won’t be syndicating tweets to LJ; I see LJ as a medium for longer thoughts.

I also started reading Getting Things Done and experimenting with online todo lists. I only got started on the book during one of my train rides. Then I stumbled across Slide:ology and shortly thereafter got on the hook for one presentation (and then two) so priorities got shuffled a bit.

By this point I had already started trying to implement the core idea of GTD: get everything out of my head and someplace manageable. After poking around a little I started with http://rememberthemilk.com and began dumping in my mostly failed todo.txt. Remember the Milk has been working out fairly well; it has a useable keyboard interface and publishes webcal that I can view in 30boxes. (Though I had to hide the repeating events – those daily ones really spammed the calendar.)

I tried out Toodledo briefly. I like the built in calendar, importance sort, and orthogonal folders, tags, and goals. But I missed the interactive keyboard interface and left it the same night.

So far task tracking:
- I’ve made progress on some projects which have been long on hold, such as wiping my 12-year old computer in preparation for recycling, or something better if I can find it. (Many things are on hiatus again with the presentation rush.)
- It may have kept me from dropping the ball as I attempt to juggle the presentations with everything else.
- I’ve not felt any listless tendencies, though now I may need to watch out for the other extreme.
- But it’s not magic; there are no more hours in the day than there ever were.

I’ve been using TweetDeck so far, but the scrollbar to get to a bunch of empty columns annoys me. Suggestions for twitter or todo applications welcome.

Active Phase, Passive Phase

The final rounds of cleaning, straightening, and re-arranging over new-year’s break turned into an impetus to take care of some long-delayed projects. I cleaned out my closet, replaced some worn out rugs, and turned the teetering piles of boxes in the garage into a bunch of flat boxes, bags of packing peanuts, and smaller piles of teetering boxes (some from the closet)

I figured, silly me, that I would get things set up early and be able to relax a little the rest of the weekend. I paused Thursday night thinking there was still plenty of time. By Friday night it was pretty obvious that I would barely have enough time, if that. It’s probably another one of those cases (like computer speed, memory, and software development) where the things to do expand or crunch to fit the available space.

I also had some restless nights. With my mother’s cat visiting for the weekend, I wasn’t turning down the heat at night, and I never quite got the bed layers properly adjusted. By the time I got things cleaned up and put back in order Sunday night, I crashed early. Ever since then, I’ve been waking up late and still feeling a little foggy. I sometimes wonder if it’s some kind of subconscious response to the end of the weekend, and the lack of any immediate projects at work.

Despite this latest overly-passive phase, the weekend’s flurry of activity reminds me of a seeming dichotomy in states of action. I can operate in active check-off-the-todo-list mode, or in the passive thinking/programming mode, but spending most of the day at one seems to preclude really getting into the other.