#puts himself in a .zip and moves himself to different directories

[3-inch-sam]

how the fuck do i put Gman on the grid. i can't take him out of his suit that's unethical. i can't unweirdify him either that would be so wrong to do. fuuuckk

[mouthful-of-knowledge]

'From the Doctor With Love' Chapter Four: The Planet of Unexplained Peace

“So Doctor, mind telling me where we’re going?”

“Not where we’re going,” He excitedly opened the TARDIS door. “Where we are!”

As they stepped out of the console room, a beauteous blue sky appeared before their eyes. The Doctor shut the TARDIS and locked it with his key.

“Intriguing.”

“Intriguing? Why this is the small, humble city of Harren on the planet of Denglore.”

“I’m not very familiar with the planet Denglore    ”

“Look around you! Bright day, people bustling in the market square!” the Doctor inadvertently interrupted.

“Rare patterns in the, albeit, primitive architecture for one thing. I’ve never seen anything quite like it.” Romana’s analytical view of their adventures was an earful of garbled nonsense to the Doctor. But that’s how Romana was and even if he denied it, in a way, the Doctor thought it was sort of cute.

“It’s the only inhabited planet in the solar system.”

“Well, that explains    ”

“Come on, we have much to do and so little time!” The Doctor cut Romana off mid sentence, he let go of her hand, put his arm around her shoulder and guided her through a crowd of busy strangers. They walked past several vendors at the local bazaar, some sold produce, others sold jewels and clothing. She kept her eyes forward and ignored any of their attempts to get her attention, as did the Doctor. He steered her away from the loud scene and towards a large gate that had hidden behind it a vast garden home to the beautiful wildlife of Harren. “I thought you might care to take in a bit of the scenery.”

“I wouldn’t mind strolling through and observing some of the unique flora and fauna.” However, there was a small sign nailed to the towering wooden gate, just above the Doctor’s eye level. It read ‘No Entry, Dangerous Infestation’

“That throws a wrench into my plans.“

Romana shifted her attention to the Doctor. “How so?”

"I was going to take you to look at the flowers. Then after that, I was going to take you out to lunch. But, I haven’t any clue as to what we are to do for the next few hours.”

“There must be something we could do until then.” She proposed.

The Doctor fussed with his hat, repositioning it at different angles, to distract himself from his disappointment. Romana scooted a bit closer to the Doctor and offered a comforting alternative. “How about we go to a museum or an art gallery? Does that hold any interest?”

“I don’t see why not. I think I recall of a history center just around the bend…” He pointed behind her dismissively.

“Well, what are we waiting for?” She broke away from his hold and started walking in the direction he pointed. The Doctor’s eyes followed Romana for a few seconds before he galloped to her side and matched his pace to hers. The two sauntered beside each other in a joyous silence. They needn’t speak, instead the two absorbed conversations around them. Piecing together what it must be like in the everyday life of the natives. Romana stared forward as they marched through the powerful flow of pedestrians. The Doctor focused on the primitive buildings as they passed by, resisting the urge to take Romana’s hand and guide her through the clump of strangers.

“Not much further. It’s supposed to be right around the corner.” the Doctor rattled.

“Were you educated on this planet prior to our arrival?”

“On the history of the planet? Only slightly. I know a few things about it. But I didn’t study it closely.”

“How did you come to find this planet?”

“Well one night whilst you were fast asleep. The randomizer malfunctioned during repairs. It brought me to this planet. I went into the city to purchase a few tools that might prove useful for me when working on the TARDIS     ”

“Why were you making repairs when you should’ve been resting?”

“That’s not important    I was engaged by a man in the street. He greeted me and asked if I was from off planet. Of course I said yes and he then went on to tell me about Denglore.”

“So you know much more about the planet than I do?”

"I guess you could put it that way.” He smiled, it was rare for Romana to not know everything about everything.

“Then you’ll have to teach me as we go along. However, this doesn’t give you any authority or power over me.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it.” he remarked.

“Is that it?” She pointed to the lone grey building they were walking towards. It seemed to stand apart from everything else.

“Yes, I do believe that it is.”

“It seems rather out of place, odd don’t you think?”

“Now, now, Romana. We must not judge a book by it’s cover.” The Doctor and Romana maneuvered through the clots of people blocking their path until they reached the front entrance. He held the door open for her as they went inside.

“Fascinating.” Romana mumbled, somewhat surprised by the initial impression of the museum.

“Gosh, It’s chock full of stuff in here! I certainly didn’t expect this.”

“Where would you like to start?”

“Today is your day so you decide….” he said quietly, fiddling with the tassels on his scarf, to avoid eye contact as shyness crept into his subconscious .

She turned to see the Doctor ogling at his scarf in silence. “What’s the matter?” The Doctor gave no response and didn’t move an inch. He was daydreaming, though it wasn’t clear to Romana, he was thinking about her. And in quite a flattering manner to say the very least. “Doctor?” Again he didn’t reply, nor did he flinch. He was lost in his own little world, the Doctor was pondering how silky her hair must feel, how she always managed to smell so wonderful and what soft, small delicate hands she had. “Doctor!” Romana shouted, concern laced her voice as it echoed through the practically lifeless museum. She nudged the Doctor to snap him from what seemed to be a trance. He was shaken from his daydream.

The Doctor raised his head and snickered at Romana’s fearful expression. “I’m sorry, I was thinking. Did I scare you?”

Her fear twisted into annoyance. She contemplated if it would be worth it backhanding the Doctor. Romana decided that slapping him wouldn’t make anything better. “Why must you insist on irritating me?”

“Oh, I don’t mean to. I’m sorry Romana. Please tell me when I do so.”

“Guess what? You’re doing it right now!” She poked his chest and trudged towards one of the exhibits. The Doctor rubbed the tender spot on his chest that she violently poked, as if it hurt, and scurried after the now vexed Romana, eventually catching up to her.

Romana’s dress bounced with her every move. She crossed her arms to try to guilt trip the Doctor. Which did nothing but make her even more adorable in his eyes. “There’s not much difference between the time periods besides the rate of advancement. This planet is overall peaceful and dull.” he jawed.

“It’s peaceful, it’s the only inhabited planet in the solar system, just like you said.”

“Yes but I’m talking about no wars ever taking place in the history of all Denglore.”

Romana swiveled around, staring directly at the Doctor. “What do you mean? There had to have been a conflict of some sort that involved two or more sides with differing opinions and massive followings.”

“Apparently not, the records kept of this planet date back as far as the dawn of civilization. Last time I was here, I read nothing of any wars.”

“You must’ve missed something. How could a population such as this one, evolve to an extraordinary standing of peace without learning from mistakes of their own? Since there are no inhabitants settled on the neighboring planets, there was nothing to influence this planet’s progression or show a path to lead to peace. It simply makes no sense.”

“I’m beginning to doubt this planet is as it appears to be…“

"Might we find a few clues in the exhibits that could answer why Denglore has such a calm background and history?”

“Yes, there should be something that could explain this confusion.” He began wandering away from the entrance. “Come on.” the Doctor shouted to Romana.

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” She barreled past the Doctor laughing up a storm. Romana zipped out of his sight.

Romana’s voice rang out around the bend. “Oh, I’m terribly sorry.”

The Doctor sped up turning the corner to see Romana helping a woman in uniform picking up papers that flew from a file folder that was now currently sitting open on the floor. “Hello there.”

“Thank you, ma'am.” the uniformed woman squeaked.

“No need to thank me, it was my fault. I wasn’t watching where I was going.” Romana said putting the papers in the folder and handing it to the woman. She looked up at the Doctor with an expression of embarrassment.

“You’re quite right Romana, you should watch where you’re going. You could’ve hurt this attractive young lady.” He turned to address the uniformed woman as he helped her to her feet. “I apologize for her. She’s a bit reckless. Are you alright?”

Romana’s smile diminished to a subtle grimace. To Romana it seemed that he was captivated by the alluring young stranger. A feeling of jealousy tainted her view of the Doctor’s intentions.

The woman stuttered, “I’m-I’m fine, really.”

The Doctor finished dusting off the woman’s uniform still holding her hand. “There we are. Much better. I don’t think I’ve properly introduced myself. I’m the Doctor and this is my clumsy companion, Romana. We’re from off planet. Would you mind telling us where the information directory is?”

“I’m Melanie. Melanie Fischer. I work here as an exhibit docent. I could show you around if you wanted.”

“That sounds wonderful! I think we’ll take you up on your offer. Won’t we Romana?” The Doctor released Melanie’s dainty hand from his grip, turning back to Romana who stood with a fake smile plastered across her face.

“Yes, let’s immerse ourselves in the history of Denglore.” she said sarcastically.

“That’s the spirit!” he exclaimed joyously, “Lead the way!” His smile bubbled with overflowing enthusiasm.

(Author's note): Please tell me what you think!

[rkmuse]

        ROB AND KRISTEN: THEY’RE EACH OTHER’S BIGGEST FANS

Kristen and Rob are off to such a great start for 2017. Aside from the films that each of them have out this year, both will be filming new movies. In addition, they have absolutely beautiful photographs with Kristen as the muse for Chanel, and Rob is the muse for Dior. This is all external, and in addition to their private life, and their family. These are two very hardworking people, who this year are GOING TO CANNES!  Rob with his new film Good Time, and Kristen makes her directorial debut, with her short film ”Come Swim”. It’s looking really good so far and the year is still young.

While doing an video interview for Rob’s latest movie LCOZ, the interviewer reminded Rob of a funny incident that happened during the filming of the first Twilight movie. Rob acknowledged it as a happy moment, and he reiterated it mentioning Kristen’s name. The retorts from “so called” Rob fans, who disapproved of Kristen’s name being brought up, was completely unreasonable.They were so disturbed that they personally edited the part out of the video that mentioned Kristen’s name, before posting it on their sites. What I want to say, is this:  If Rob had no problem mentioning Kristen, his “so called” fans should have no problem hearing it if they are his fans and want him to enjoy a “happy moment”.

Subsequently, in a wonderful interview with Rob, it was prefaced by mentioning Twilight, and how wonderfully Rob and Kristen have transitioned into new and different films that have garnered them a great deal of success. Again, for as good as the interview was with Rob, these “so called” fans were offended that Kristen’s name once again was mentioned in this article.This has happened on a continual basis, and is a constant with some people who make it a regular procedure. I’m sure Rob has read the Collier interview, and again... if Rob has no problem with anyone mentioning Kristen’s name in his article, or if he chooses to mention Kristen himself, no one can dictate what he wants to say and what he doesn’t want to say. These “so called” fans, need to just zip it, and come to the realization that they are the ones who are out of step with reality, not the rest of the world. You change to assimilate or you move on. You don’t owe it to yourself or anyone, to make life more difficult than it needs to be.

Rob and Kristen will always be connected to Twilight. It’s their movie. It was a love story within a love story, and it will always be theirs.Their fans love their movies and Twilight will always be special. If these “so called” fans can’t accept that they will hear the names Kristen and Rob together, or get upset at the mention of Twilight, then perhaps they are the ones who need to change their attitude, or move on. People appreciate the past because it holds the lines leading to the future. A person who uses whatever means they have available, to manipulate the media as a fan of a celebrity, has personal issues. By asking writers or interviewers not to use specific names, in their articles or tweets, for erroneous reasons, is an effort designed to ease that person’s own unrealistic insecurities. This is destructive and unacceptable. You are going to hear Rob and Kristen’s names together, whether you like it or not. You’re going to hear Twilight. You’re going to hear about the new movies they are putting out, and if you can’t stand to hear their names mentioned together, than you may need to consider your other options. 

Kristen and Rob deserve to have the life they are working for, and whatever they desire. There are so many good things to look forward to this year if you’re a fan of Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart. Why not celebrate the good rather than be there with a negative remark? If you can’t be positive and supportive....move on. Use the effort you put into doing negative things, into producing something positive for yourself.

What the world needs is more empathy from each individual.The surest way to make the world better is to begin with yourself.

[halkeye]

Got a tiny little pull request on a old hubot module I created a while ago, and it reminded me I was going to talk about open source.

How did I get started with open source? Why is it important to me?

Well, need to go back a little further. I had interest in programming since I was a little kid. I started to play with basic, and my dad turned out to have a how to program in basic book (which I might even still have). My mom was always looking out for oppertunities for me.

I even managed to be the first person in my cub scouts that got the computer badge. I had written a simple program, had a bunch of inputs, asking questions, branching paths depending on what you answered, everything. Turns out the computer badge was really more about "What is a computer? What are inputs, what are outputs". Like 10 questions later I got the badge. At this point I was already starting to poke into anything I could that would be considered programming. I made dos boot disks that would have menus that would launch different games. I made basic apps that would ask you questions and play music. (I wish I made madlibs like the Girls Learning Code workshops did).

In high school 2 more big moments happened.

My mom found me a course called wizkids. It ended up teaching c++ to kids. I know I still have the notes they gave me but for the life of me I can't remember what program we made.

My dad and I went to Vancouver community college and took a very basic visual basic course. He was trying to learn how to make little programs in excel for his office, and I was happy to come along to learn.

I lucked out.

Come college I got involved with LiveJournal. I joined up because some people in a chat room started talking about it. I liked the sense of community. And the place to vent. Like the early blog posts those early LiveJournal posts were amazingly cringe worthy, but it helped keep things out of my head, and I think after moving away from it lead to more anxiety.

But quickly found out about lj_dev. LiveJournal was mostly open source. They had some of the company logic, like payment processing behind locked doors so others couldn't really compete with them, but the product itself was all open source. I lucked out, they were super friendly. I expressed interest and even had a couple tiny changes assigned to me. By the time I moved on from LiveJournal, I was actually completing bug bounties.

Now from that point onward I'll admit I don't remember the details all that clearly. Previous to GitHub, it was way harder to contribute to projects. LiveJournal used subversion, which was hard to maintain your own copy. Most of the time you would end up getting write access to the branches directory. Submitting patches still involved generating diffs most of the time. It did help me get super comfortable with diffs and the patch tool. Drupal used CVS, then Subversion, and I hear they have now gone to git.

During my time with LiveJournal, I started to self host a blog. I still used LiveJournal a lot, but liked the fun of self hosting. My first job was also in perl (I think having experience with perl, and a cheap new grad, helped me get said job). So I wrote my own blogging software. I knew the basics of mysql from work, plus was super comfortable with the inner workings of mod_perl, and perl from LiveJournal and work. It beyond sucked, but I had a lot of fun writing it.

Eventually I migrated to moveable type. It was also written in perl but had a plugin system. I wrote up a couple plugins to make cross posting to LiveJournal super easy. Whoa! people actually were using it. I put a zip file on my website because it was useful to me. I didn't expect others to use it. This was awesome. Got to meet (online) a bunch of bloggers. Got a bunch of feature requests.

Sharing is essentially second nature to me.

Eventually I got a new job, started learning php, found out about drupal, and just loved how fast it was. How modular it was. Again I started to make plugins. Apparently I wanted self hosted subversion repos to be viewable on my website. So I made a plugin that did directory and file listing. I think it mostly scraped the output of the subversion command, but it was useful to me, so I published it. Shockingly people used it. I got bug reports, feature requests. I was very proud of it. I know I was involved in a couple other plugins, but for the life of me I can't remember what they were.

Eventually I moved on again. At some point wordpress had stabilized. It was no longer being hacked every couple days. It worked well. Required way less maintenance (drupal was awesome, lean and fast, but broke everything every major release. On purpose, but broke everything). I didn't work on plugins for this. This was just it worked, but I did submit bug reports to others. Maybe made a couple local changes.

Then along came GitHub. GitHub let us host everything for free. I ended up being super lazy and retiring the subversion server I ran at home, and started to migrate most of my old projects to GitHub. I've never really had a need to keep secrets, so I didn't have a need to keep these random projects secret. They were not useful to anyone other than me. They were mostly scripts to do the simpliest of things. Posted the old muds I worked on. Posted mtljpost. So many other tiny things. I think i'm up to 200+ repos now.

With GitHub, it became super easy to do the smallest of changes. Many documentation patches. Many minor things.

"I adopted the attitude of I don't care if this is useful to you, its useful for me, so I wanted to share it"

The above is a phrase I mentioned to someone recently. I think its a pretty accurate description of my open source stuff. I've contributed major patches to projects. I did some fairly big refactoring to sonarr to add twitter support. I submitted a patch last week that just updated a link in the documentation. I've reported bugs for behaviors I couldn't figure out how to reproduce but provided as much information as I can.

To summarize, I wish I could remember way more details but:

I keep using the word lucky, and I was. I had a lot of great people help me out along the way, even just the little things of giving feedback on change requests. BradFitz got me to rewrite so many patches. He could have probably done them himself in less time, but let me learn from him, even gave me pointers on how to solve problems.

I was lucky that nobody really judged me

I was lucky I had the attitude of "I'm sharing things I care about"

Now its second nature to me. I want to help everyone I can. I volunteer when I can. I code review when I can.

I probably submit ~5 patches to open source projects every month. They are often super tiny, but I always try and help where I can, and since its more "this could be helpful" and not "you need this", then if it never gets accepted, I don't have any ego attached to it.

Cover Image by: unsplash-logo John Schnobrich

via The Nameless Site

[halkeye]

Got a tiny little pull request on a old hubot module I created a while ago, and it reminded me I was going to talk about open source.

How did I get started with open source? Why is it important to me?

Well, need to go back a little further. I had interest in programming since I was a little kid. I started to play with basic, and my dad turned out to have a how to program in basic book (which I might even still have). My mom was always looking out for oppertunities for me.

I even managed to be the first person in my cub scouts that got the computer badge. I had written a simple program, had a bunch of inputs, asking questions, branching paths depending on what you answered, everything. Turns out the computer badge was really more about "What is a computer? What are inputs, what are outputs". Like 10 questions later I got the badge. At this point I was already starting to poke into anything I could that would be considered programming. I made dos boot disks that would have menus that would launch different games. I made basic apps that would ask you questions and play music. (I wish I made madlibs like the Girls Learning Code workshops did).

In high school 2 more big moments happened.

My mom found me a course called wizkids. It ended up teaching c++ to kids. I know I still have the notes they gave me but for the life of me I can't remember what program we made.

My dad and I went to Vancouver community college and took a very basic visual basic course. He was trying to learn how to make little programs in excel for his office, and I was happy to come along to learn.

I lucked out.

Come college I got involved with LiveJournal. I joined up because some people in a chat room started talking about it. I liked the sense of community. And the place to vent. Like the early blog posts those early LiveJournal posts were amazingly cringe worthy, but it helped keep things out of my head, and I think after moving away from it lead to more anxiety.

But quickly found out about lj_dev. LiveJournal was mostly open source. They had some of the company logic, like payment processing behind locked doors so others couldn't really compete with them, but the product itself was all open source. I lucked out, they were super friendly. I expressed interest and even had a couple tiny changes assigned to me. By the time I moved on from LiveJournal, I was actually completing bug bounties.

Now from that point onward I'll admit I don't remember the details all that clearly. Previous to GitHub, it was way harder to contribute to projects. LiveJournal used subversion, which was hard to maintain your own copy. Most of the time you would end up getting write access to the branches directory. Submitting patches still involved generating diffs most of the time. It did help me get super comfortable with diffs and the patch tool. Drupal used CVS, then Subversion, and I hear they have now gone to git.

During my time with LiveJournal, I started to self host a blog. I still used LiveJournal a lot, but liked the fun of self hosting. My first job was also in perl (I think having experience with perl, and a cheap new grad, helped me get said job). So I wrote my own blogging software. I knew the basics of mysql from work, plus was super comfortable with the inner workings of mod_perl, and perl from LiveJournal and work. It beyond sucked, but I had a lot of fun writing it.

Eventually I migrated to moveable type. It was also written in perl but had a plugin system. I wrote up a couple plugins to make cross posting to LiveJournal super easy. Whoa! people actually were using it. I put a zip file on my website because it was useful to me. I didn't expect others to use it. This was awesome. Got to meet (online) a bunch of bloggers. Got a bunch of feature requests.

Sharing is essentially second nature to me.

Eventually I got a new job, started learning php, found out about drupal, and just loved how fast it was. How modular it was. Again I started to make plugins. Apparently I wanted self hosted subversion repos to be viewable on my website. So I made a plugin that did directory and file listing. I think it mostly scraped the output of the subversion command, but it was useful to me, so I published it. Shockingly people used it. I got bug reports, feature requests. I was very proud of it. I know I was involved in a couple other plugins, but for the life of me I can't remember what they were.

Eventually I moved on again. At some point wordpress had stabilized. It was no longer being hacked every couple days. It worked well. Required way less maintenance (drupal was awesome, lean and fast, but broke everything every major release. On purpose, but broke everything). I didn't work on plugins for this. This was just it worked, but I did submit bug reports to others. Maybe made a couple local changes.

Then along came GitHub. GitHub let us host everything for free. I ended up being super lazy and retiring the subversion server I ran at home, and started to migrate most of my old projects to GitHub. I've never really had a need to keep secrets, so I didn't have a need to keep these random projects secret. They were not useful to anyone other than me. They were mostly scripts to do the simpliest of things. Posted the old muds I worked on. Posted mtljpost. So many other tiny things. I think i'm up to 200+ repos now.

With GitHub, it became super easy to do the smallest of changes. Many documentation patches. Many minor things.

"I adopted the attitude of I don't care if this is useful to you, its useful for me, so I wanted to share it"

The above is a phrase I mentioned to someone recently. I think its a pretty accurate description of my open source stuff. I've contributed major patches to projects. I did some fairly big refactoring to sonarr to add twitter support. I submitted a patch last week that just updated a link in the documentation. I've reported bugs for behaviors I couldn't figure out how to reproduce but provided as much information as I can.

To summarize, I wish I could remember way more details but:

I keep using the word lucky, and I was. I had a lot of great people help me out along the way, even just the little things of giving feedback on change requests. BradFitz got me to rewrite so many patches. He could have probably done them himself in less time, but let me learn from him, even gave me pointers on how to solve problems.

I was lucky that nobody really judged me

I was lucky I had the attitude of "I'm sharing things I care about"

Now its second nature to me. I want to help everyone I can. I volunteer when I can. I code review when I can.

I probably submit ~5 patches to open source projects every month. They are often super tiny, but I always try and help where I can, and since its more "this could be helpful" and not "you need this", then if it never gets accepted, I don't have any ego attached to it.

Cover Image by: unsplash-logo John Schnobrich

via The Nameless Site