I often start to write something, just to stop and discard it afterwards.

When I go to sleep, it feels like I didn’t drink
enough coffee and didn’t have enough cigarettes.
When I wake up I have the same feeling again.

When I eat, I sometimes have the feeling
that nothing satisfies my hunger.
Nothing tastes good enough.
It’s not the quantity but the quality.
Sadly, most of the time
Fast food satisfies this hunger.
You might call this an addiction.

I keep stuff for myself,
as long as I am alone.

I will never learn to do something regularly.
I need to be intrinsically motivated to do something.
When I am forced to do something
with a fixed due date and I am not at home,
I will do it.

When I have to do something
and I have all the time of my life,
but suddenly it has to be done till next month,
I’ll wait till one or two days before
and do it then.
I just learned to keep calm
and carpe all the diems till then.

Right now I am relaxed and anxious at the same time.

I can feel the lonelyiness and freedom at once.

I gladly look back at the furry cuffs,

they were always there,

but noone ever wore them.

• There is no right or wrong
• There is no good or evil
• There is no we or me
• There is no logic or belief
• There is only comedy and tragedy
  - Choose your poison flavour!

If I wait long enough it’ll autosave the document, question is:
Would you call this persistence?
There is no art in autosave.
It might save at any time.
It might save
and keep the document in an non-representing state.
People reading autosaved documents,
cannot reconstruct the rest,
knowing that it was unintentionally saved at this point.

I say:

Somebody said,

a piece of art is never complete, it just reaches a certain level of satisfaction.

Autosaved documents will never be satisfactory.

I really have the hand-to-pc interface. piano playing is for losers.

Every metalevel has a metalevel, don’t be scared, even those that claim to be on top of things, are just being smiled at by others, who are being watched by even others, who are surveilled by those above them, who are… I think you got the clue, right?

Don’t trust trust. Does not compute.

Don’t ask me why,
but kids should learn to use computers by the commandline
and yes, their first major decision would be,
whether to choose tcsh, ksh, bash, zsh or,
what I would really prefer ash ↪ busybox. You ask why?

The Terminator™ is right,
though there might not be a Fallout™, there is still one question:

Will mankind be a slave to the machine,
or will McDonalds or BurgerKing win?

Down with IT.

Back in the days when I was working a lot on the rails I came across girl that built factories for me. Thoughts of bots made my test fixtures vanish to be replaced by neatly fitting factories for my rails models. At that point I wasn't that interested in the girl, so we went our separate ways. Sad story, I'd never expected to meet her again.

Time went on and the agnostic front of ruby web application frameworks merbed their way into my daily life. Though I never used merb, its charme of database and view agnosticism made me look around in the vast plains of upcoming frameworks. I'm a mac, not a mack. I went camping for some time but it didn't feel right. In the end I went along with the one with the hat. You know: I did it my way!

Mr. Sinatra made my eyes nearly pop out. I was like,

require 'rubygems'require 'sinatra'get '/hi' do  "Hello World!"end

I had to take a REST on the couch. And there I was, relaxing, listening to the sound of a roaring nginx accompained by the one and only passenger I'd ever need, (Note: No I don't mean that passenger) when suddenly all my speccing and story writing became brittle and tedious. Giant robots smashed into other giant robots and there she was. The girl.

At first it was a bit awkward, we both changed. I thought, "ZOMG, I left her for my own freedom, went off the rails, left her with the thought bots, she'll never build those nifty factories for anymore. I, the one who betrayed her by leaving the sequel just to relax and chill on the couch". Oh how wrong was. She just came back and it was like it has always been, even better. But let's just see how she went on, while I was having me time out in the wild.

The World: We got you under control, and you do what we tell you

The Girl: Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!

To cut the matter short, she built those neat factories I always loved and didn't care that the products she gave me took a rest on the couch, while listening to Frank's tunes.

Is this love?

But wait there's more...

I did a background check on her, just to make sure. Guess what I found out, she even likes my stories. Now put that in your pipe:

Given a girl exists with a history of "building factories"

so

When I install "factory_girl" as a gem

Then I should be able to run this as a cucumber scenario

I recently struggled when writing a custom ItemRenderer for an Adobe Air Application which defined several non-standard view states. 

There's a kind of a hype around the database that puts pressure on relaxing. Great idea! An new way to think about databases for the web was badly needed, but there seems to be quite a lot of people thinking too short when it comes to the another usage of couchdb. All the libraries I've seen recently make one big mistake when it comes to determining the Type of a document. Schemaless databases give you the opportunity to name the Type column the way YOU like.