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References a running joke in "Captain Vorpatril's Alliance", no spoilers for the plot. Less of a fanfic, more of a "things I really wish I could say when bug-wrangling".

( Ivan had developed a personal metaphor for this first task (after the coffee) of the day. )

Liveblogging "The Fountainhead" movie. I'd never seen it or read the book but it comes up often enough on Slacktivist that I just had to watch it, and chat with a friend who's read the book but not seen the movie.
( 'Confess! Confess that you did not design the building!' Architecture - srs bsns )

I wrote my first Apple program in 1980, when I was 15.

I saw a prototype Mac in 1984 when Apple was sending them around to colleges to drum up interest. The college wasn't interested; I was.

I wrote my first Mac app on a Lisa, when Inside Mac was a frequently-updated looseleaf binder.

In 1991, when I was in Texas trying to get a Silicon Valley job on Macs, a computer salesguy I knew was pessimistic. "It's a Windows world," he'd say. I always answered, "So I'll change it." I ended up working for the people from Xerox who'd given that fateful demo to Steve.

I was an Apple employee very briefly. I was probably the last person to interview for Copland. I ended up in hardware instead. It wasn't a good match, but when I moved on to Javasoft it did give me the incentive to push Sun and Apple to work closer together on Java - so much closer that I had an Apple office for the next 4 years.

I was there when the reverse takeover began.

I met Steve twice (not counting the time he was knocking on the IL1 door because he'd forgotten his badge). The first time, he knew who I was already (see above).

The second time: I used to bring my Aibo robot dog in and let it run around IL1. One day someone came down and asked if I had 15 minutes free, next thing I know I'm showing off the Aibo to Steve. Now, an Aibo has two reactions when it's been tipped over and righted itself - one of them is a head shake very reminiscent of Luxo Jr. That happened to be the one it picked for Steve; he was definitely amused.

Google+ says their reason for wanting "real names" is so people can find you. Now, that might make some sense if they were dropping this project into a vacuum, but anyone who needs a search engine to find me isn't someone I want to socialize with.

(Yes, that means you, if you've ever retweeted Glenn Beck. Yes, especially if we're related.)

Well, every secret you can know (Like a password or a special code)

And every token you can show (Like a smartcard or RFID)

And anything that's your bio (Like your retina or fingerprint)
Authenticates, authenticates!

Authentication's very slick,

Two of the three will do the trick,

I find it quite interesting,

You need a person, code or thing.

(OK, kind of reaching for the rhymes there...)

Finished rewatching Babylon 5. To be technically accurate, this is the first time I've seen *all* of Season 5. I went into it this time thinking I'd been too hard on it the first time through.

( Nope )

This was a triumph.
I'm making a note here: HUGE SUCCESS.
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction.
Massive Dynamic
We do what we want
because we can.
For the good of all of us.
Except the ones over there.
But there's no sense crying that we drove you insane.
When your friend and partner carved a hole in your brain
But the science got done.
And you stole a new son
From the people who are over there

Donna Noble
Take Which Doctor Who companion are you? (girls) today!
Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.

AKA Why I am the one black belt of all the ones he's trained that Pat Burleson would choose to have at his back in a bar fight.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqgWaD3cy6M

My iPad, tiferet's cat. No worries about scratches; glass is hard, claws aren't (patio doors get scratched by pets with sand under their claws).