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A day trip to Samut Songhram (Thai: สมุทรสงคราม) began with a shrieking alarm clock at 7am. Then another at 7.30am. It was, it appeared, time to get up. Not my favourite activity, and certainly not my favourite time at which to perform it. Continue reading ‘Samut Songkhram’
configure: error: Autoconf 2.61a-341 or better is required
Hmm…
$ port info autoconf
autoconf @2.63 (devel)
Variants: universal
Grr...
$ sudo port upgrade autoconf
$
Argh.
I won’t say “Python Sucks” – that would be a terribly irresponsible thing to say. I will say that it’s “challenging”. It’s certainly frustrating to deal with as a Perl programmer.
On the one hand, I was very pleasantly surprised at just how little code I had to write in order to retrieve all of my Wordpress comment notifications. Saving them to mbox format was also simple enough, although mutt’s idea of what constitutes mbox format set me back for a while. There is, of course, no actual defined standard for mbox, but that’s another rant…
Oh, and this site was defaced this morning. Which was nice. Something to do a file called .wp-rocn.php. Google shows 0 results – maybe a zero-day vuln? I’ve tightened things up a little here, and made backups. We’ll see what happens…
Continue reading ‘Python is… challenging?’
The thing about backups is everyone knows they are critically important. It is like your lungs. You don’t sit around and think about your lungs everyday, all day. Yet, if you loose them, it is pretty much game over #
The quote, ironically, refers to Ma.gnolia, for whom I once created and maintained a wordpress plugin. Pure serendipity – I just searched Google for “the thing about backups” until I found a quote I liked…
But to get to the point, this website was first registered in 1999. Ten years ago. Since then, it’s hosted at various times a static site, a defunct mess, a Movable Type install, Wordpress, a Bloxsom install, an Habari blog, and then finally a return to Wordpress as I realised that it’s very obviously the least-bad blogging engine around at the moment. Even if it is written in PHP.
Continue reading ‘Reconstruction’
I meant to write something up on Friday May 1, to mark 3 years to the day living in Thailand. I got there in the end.
There’s always something happening in this huge, sprawling city, and life is such a contrast these days to the last (and quietest) place I lived in the UK, Stony Stratford.
There, we used to joke that the town gates were closed nightly at 10pm. They might as well have been. Here, it couldn’t be more different with 24 hour eating, drinking and partying. There are nightclubs a mere stagger from my home that are still going past 10am the following morning. Not that I stay up anywhere near that late these days – age (30 now) takes its toll…
Continue reading ‘Three Years (and eight days)’
