“Hell is where I was born/Hell is where I was raised….” Hellyeah doing “Hush”:
Archive for July, 2015
Sick Puppies, “You’re Going Down”
I recently replaced an old timey thermostat that measured the temperature in Roman numerals with a new thermostat that the blister case said was programmable but that doesn’t know Java, Ruby, Python or C# at all (which is just as well, since any programming I did in those languages would undoubtedly set my household temperature to
Inside, though, note the guide to the internal switches, particularly the last:
To turn the battery monitor off, you have to set the switch to the on position. To turn the battery monitor off, you have to set the switch to the on position. It’s akin to clicking Cancel and getting a confirmation dialog box that has a Cancel button which is to cancel the cancellation and an OK button that is to actually cancel. If you mix in some confusing message on the dialog box to confound the user.
Look closer, though.
There is no switch #4 on the board.
Never mind, it’s more like a 404 error then.
It’s good to see our friends on the hardware side of things getting into the slapdash action we’re accustomed to in software development.
And by ‘good,’ I mean terrifying.
Billy Corrigan’s working life is not unlike ours, as he explains in Smashing Pumpkins’ “Bullet with Butterfly Wings”:
Apparently, the Twitter Promoted Tweet on mobile devices now features Fact Checking:
Otherwise, there’s some sort of bug displaying variable values in the tweet, and that would be impossible for a bug to make it to production like that.
Recently, I had to test an animation in a Web browser that occurred when the user scrolled down the Web page, so I had to figure out as many ways to scroll the viewable area of the page to ensure the animation worked with each.
With apologies to Paul Simon, there must be fifty ways to scroll your window. Here are a few:
Press the down arrow, Barrow.
Press the arrow up, Hup.
Page up and page down, clown.
And move the view around.
You can push Home, Gome.
Roll the mouse wheel, Lucille.
Press the End key, Lee.
And it moves magic’ly.
Mobile tap and drag, Dag.
Tap and give it a flick, Rick.
Tap on the SPACE, Ace.
Make sure it’s in its place.
Click the mouse wheel and get the scroll icon, Ryan.
Keep hitting Tab, Gab.
Slide the vertical bar, Dar.
Maybe we’re carrying the joke on too far.
Also, thanks to @mrpjones and @kinofrost on Twitter; they get co-songwriting credits and will get to share the royalties when this baby charts.