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Tomorrow, I have lunch with the devil Microsoft. Mmmmm, free lunch. No such thing you say? Humbug. Tonight I sit up much too late and watch Galactica. Still making my way through the first season. By not watching tv, I get to be massively efficient in my TV selections. Finished Firefly last night, and I . . . → Read More: Sleep is for the weak Today was something of a wash. I had planned to swap 10GB of RAM from one beastly machine into another, to do a really fair comparison between them when they were each loaded to the gills. Sadly, there was some sort of socket incompatibility which meant that I couldn’t use the 2GB DIMMS that Intel . . . → Read More: Phones redmed and I flew down to Dulles on Wed. Then we rented a car from Budget (“We’re cheap, we only have one shuttle bus!”) and drove the two hours south to my parents new digs. Interestingly, it was snowing as we headed south. Global warming my butt. On the way south, we stopped off at . . . → Read More: Thanksgiving Everyone who has done martial arts in any form has at some point wanted to demonstrate their prowess by breaking stuff. Usually this takes the form of breaking pine boards. It’s easy, gratifying, and a decent way to make sure that you’re hitting with sufficient speed and power to do damage to the thing you’re . . . → Read More: Breakin’ it down. I spent an hour and a half on the phone with an engineer from Intel today, which came down to the following suggestion: “Use the super secret, magic ‘-xP’ option in your builds.” Apparently the intel compilers default to making binaries that maximize (within reason, jrtom) the number of CPUs on which the binaries might . . . → Read More: Compilers I was just getting settled on the train coming home, got the laptop out, cell-phone wireless connected, Bach Suites wired directly into my brain, ticket taken. Sadly, the woman in front of me has apparently crapped herself. And slept through it. Snoring. Holy hell, this train is too small. Must flee. I am so filled with a raging desire to install this emulator on the badass demo machine (8 core Intel Xeon), and use it to play Katamari. But I won’t, of course, because it would be wrong. Sometimes the world tells you things. You just need to pay attention and figure out what you’re being told. This is not the paranoid schizophrenic line: “the voices on TV, they’re actually talking to me!” This is the observation that in the sea of stimulus I receive, some patterns jump out at me. One . . . → Read More: AI |
