So as some of you may have noticed, I didn’t post at all last week. Quite simply, this is because I spent pretty much every waking hour at work. Hell I gave up sleeping hours to be there to. Wednesday I was at work for 18 hours, got 4 hours of sleep, then went to work the next day for a fun-filled 31-hour shift. A word to the wise, if you are ever installing ISA server into your topology, for the love of all that is sacred and pure make sure you put it onto a separate server then the one holding your website. Trust me on this. Unless you want to be awake at 3 am, 6 hours before your project is being presented to 100 important people.
Another helpful tidbit: if you are tired enough, you can actually sleep on a cement floor! I proved this by passing out in our conference room for nearly two hours. I say passed out because it wasn’t sleep in any sense. I actually felt worse when I was roused. Ah well, such is my work-life.
Onto the random paragraphs that summarize my life in the past little while!
I’m impressed with The Memory Keeper’s Daughter.
I thought it was going to be a dry, boring read, much like Everything Must Go. I was mistaken (mostly) and by the end I found myself devouring the last pages. Despite its small dimensions, the novel sports 401 pages, 300 of which were a fantastic, engrossing read. Kim Edwards does a wonderful job of getting the emotion across as well as managing to make very real characters.
I really do suggest that everyone purchase and play the hell out of the new Sam & Max series. Both seasons are fabiola.
That’s right, I said fabiola.
I despise scope creep with every part of my being. To me, scope creep is comparable to nails on a chalk board, or having my hand slammed in a door again and again and again. It is the ruiner of projects, products, and I’m sure I could find some way to tie it into how Rock and/or Roll music is obviously ruining society. It takes what would in most cases be a solid project, a solid time line, and solid analysis, and tosses them all to the winds.
A quick, simple, and generalized definition: Scope Creep is when someone (yourself or otherwise) adds new functionality, features, or other additions while still expecting your project/product/whatever to still be due by the same time.
I did these a couple weeks ago with the idea of doing a whole series of them. I still might, actually. In any case, I give you 2.0 Wallpapers. They’re all in 1280 x 1024 format, but You can shrink ‘em down if you’re really feeling it.
And with that I am going to lay down, because my head feels like it’s about to explode.
Yes I’m aware that this is a bit of a cop-out post, but I made a bonus one on Friday so that’s my excuse.
G’night.
I tried to create a Custom List. I had event receivers attached to custom lists and i got this:
Cannot insert the value NULL into column ‘Name’, table ‘[somesharepointcontentdatabase].dbo.EventReceivers’;
column does not allow nulls. INSERT fails.
The statement has been terminated.
I found out what this means and how to get around it.
Everyone’s done it. We get lazy, we’re pressed for time, or we otherwise don’t care enough to standardize our stuff. I can note this most prevalently in code, but it easily extends into design and every day life.
I cannot claim to be innocent of this crime, nor would I. It takes effort, experience, and an iron will not to cut corners in everything you do.
So recently Microsoft was doing something. I say something because I don’t know what it was they were doing, only that it affected many users of the popular chat client Live Messenger (MSN Messenger for those not bothering to keep up). Basically it cut off a good section of people – myself included – from the service. The best part is that different people were getting different error messages, and there were different workarounds that worked some of the time.
I was recently at the El Mocambo with Theresa to watch Ingrid Michaelson, and one of the opening acts was David Ford. As soon as this guy hit the stage, he won my heart with his shear moxy at having many instruments that could record and repeat audio. He played them all, which involved him dashing around the stage singing into a microphone, or mashing the piano, or playing the guitar, or the maracas, etc.. He easily won top marks for the technical portion of the night. He was actually fantastically funny, and very, very English. Complete with the swanky accent and a wit so dry that you could start a fire with it, he won over the crowd with his banter and his craft.