Apple’s list of 300 new features (just the visible, major ones) in Leopard.

[ 300 New Features in Leopard ]

Ok, so I’m making progress. I’ve already solved my first issue, which was enabling comments and pings on posts created using TextMate.

Next on the list is how to get Technorati pings to work when I post. I think the solution is going to involve snippets, but I’m not sure yet. I’ve yet to read the TextMate manual and the Pragmatic Programmer’s TextMate book, so once I am still not fully versed in snippets.

Anyway, the journey continues. I can tell you that blogging using this interface is highly enjoyable, and I know it will be even more so once I become a God with TextMate (i.e. strong with the shortcuts).

[ Posted using TextMate ]

OMG. This is coming to you from MacroMate’s TextMate. This is the best blog editing software I’ve ever used.

Coming soon will be a full post on this topic. There are a few bugs, but I’ve only been messing with it for a few minutes; I’m pretty sure I can solve all my issues using TextMate.

Security and Obscurity

So I’m coming back from my week-long engagement today and I see this 530i pass me rather quickly. I was in my own car (a 335i)  and was already moving at a rather brisk cruising speed of 90 or so. He flew past me, so I figure he was going at least 110. I was bored, traffic was light, and the road was straight and dry so I decided to play.

I caught him at around 120 or so and was trying to guage when to quit based on whether he was acting dangerous or not. He was not. He rolled down his window and smiled and nodded — a reassurance that he was being friendly and just having fun. We then came upon some traffic and had to slow down.

While we were navigating the traffic he was very courteous; he flashed his brights to let me know that I could get back change lanes in front of him and that sort of thing. After we were through the traffic he took off again. We quickly got up past 130 and I tore past him. Right as we were coming towards 130 we hit a pristine stretch of road (the turnpike is well taken care of) that went perfectly straight.

I decided this was the perfect opportunity to take my car where it had never been. I passed 140 and he became very small in my rear view mirror. I saw him flash his brights from way back there — I think it meant, “You win.” My previous speed record was in any vehicle was 140, and the only way to beat 140 is to go 150.

I tried but I soiled myself around 147 or so. The straight part of the road was ending  and my heart was beating like I was robbing a liquor store. The car still felt very safe but I just couldn’t make it all the way there. With the road starting to bend and such it just became too risky. I let off the gas and slowed to a sane 110 or so. It felt like I was barely moving.

After I got back down to regular speed (around 90) the guy came and motioned that his governer kills his car at 140, and he was laughing and clearly having a good time. He motioned for me to follow him off the next exit and I did.

His name is Joe. He asked if he could buy me a beer. A beer? WTF? So we go into the store at the gas station we were at and he buys himself a beer and pays for my Arizona Tea. Nice guy.  Odd, but nice.

So then we start talking about our little speed excursion, and he reveals that he was shitting himself when he hit 140. I expressed similar feelings. He explains that he doesn’t race…anymore…because it’s unsafe, but that he considered what we were doing something different. I agree. He mentions he wouldn’t have done it in an adversarial way, but because we were being friendly and safe about it, it was cool.

Then he reveals that he actually lost an eye racing in the past (hence his aversion) and pulls off his shades to reveal a false eye on one side with some obvious scarring. Uh, wow. We then get onto the topic of BMW engineering. He’s obviously a serious connoisseur and had not had a chance to fondle a 335i as of yet. I offer to let him drive it around the block (he clearly wasn’t intoxicated yet) and he has a blast taking it up the street a bit and then back again.

He keeps asking me to come hang with him in Gainsville. Evidently he’s got some girls there he’s on his way to party with. I pass, naturally, and explain that I have other plans (i.e. partying with my own girl).  But we exchange info and agree to hang out some time in the future.

Quite an experience: I almost make it to 150 with a guy in a 530i who lost an eye from racing cars that prefers beer as his driving beverage.  But I’ve made a new friend. Life is interesting.:

[ A Japanese Demonstration on How to Fold a Shirt ]

…but he claims there’s no connection.  Did CNN steal this story from the Onion?

This is what I sent my congressman. It’s quite easy; the only thing stopping you from writing is a silly little mental block. I ask you to overcome it.

Greetings Sir, I am writing to let you know that I strongly oppose the National ID initiative that’s being pushed under the guise of an anti-terror measure. I’m sure you’re well-versed in all the arguments, so I won’t go down the path of repeating any of them. I will simply say that I am strongly opposed to the plan because it’s wholly un-American. If someone wants to debate whether it should be *made* American, and that we should drastically change our country’s philosophy for reason x — well I’d have a lot of respect for that. I may disagree, but I’d respect it. But that’s not what’s happening. Instead this is just happening behind the scenes because our country is too ignorant to pay attention. And perhaps that’s a just punishment — that we become a police state because we became too stupid to defend what our country used to stand for. But I’d like to go on the record as being against it, and I’d very much appreciate it if you would represent my opinion (and the many others out here who share it) when you have the opportunity to do so. Kind regards, -Daniel Miessler

i believe that when i took marilyn as my own, i stole from the world it’s brightest jewel. with my best skills and pure faith in blind luck i won her heart and still show it with pride.

i know that when heather was born the world became brighter, more beautiful by leaps and bounds no earthly artist may by any gods’ graces devine. an unending dawn now shines forever, without compare.

i more than trust that when max was born, there began a future, and my world is now safe in strong, intelligent, and just hands. he is a beacon to mankind and the gardens of tomorrow, and it’s path is brightly lit.

hail, to those who fill my cup. i’ll not waste a drop!

-=T=-

Just as a refresher, here are a few things you can get here at my site:

1. A blog to read.
2. Some primers and articles.
3. A way to check your external IP address.
4. Very accurate time (HTML).
5. A solid time server (204.11.219.126 UDP 123).
6. A solid DNS server (204.11.219.126 UDP 53).
7. A friend.

I’ve decided to give Google Reader another go. I tried it back when it first came out and wasn’t overly impressed. I’m currently an avid NetNewsWire fan, but my constant internal desire for change has prompted me to shake things up a bit.

So far I’m getting that very familiar feeling I often experience when making changes on a whim. You know, the one where you get real excited about features that your old thing didn’t have, only to realize that you don’t need that crap, and that the simple way was better.

Oh well, change is good — even if it just shows you how great you life was before you changed.