John C. has been giving me a very slightly hard time about my new phone habit. Honestly, I hate getting new phones, and I wish I could just get one that would last until it fell apart. Then I would re-buy the same model and use that. If possible, I’d buy in bulk. This is what I do with shoes.

You defaced the ABE.pm wiki yet again, removing information useful only to a handful of people. You bypassed the security, which consists of requiring that users have internet connections, and hacked the software by creating a page called “DaRkNeSs” containin the line “HACKED BY DARKNESS” repeated 43 times.

For months, I have been getting driven up the wall by some stupid Vim behavior. When run on Linux, filename completion is case sensitive. When run on Mac OS, it is not. This is despite the fact that I’m running it on a case-sensitive filesystem.

Some people really want to see fancy HTML mail. They want italics and inline images and all sorts of nonsense that makes my teeth itch. I used to ignore any such mail that I got, because it was mostly from people from whom I didn’t expect good mail. Then I started getting more mail like that from my family, and I groaned and set up a mailcap entry to make Mutt dump the HTML messages to text with w3m or lynx and it was bearable again.

Just a note to myself, since I always forget: this is the order of the Fletch books by Gregory McDonald:

Dear Speakeasy Members,

Today is an historic and exciting day for Speakeasy.

I am pleased to announce that Speakeasy has been acquired by Best Buy, an innovative and growing Fortune 100 company and the top consumer electronics retailer in North America.

About two weeks ago, I was singing the praises of mutt, patting myself on the back for improving my mail toolchain configuration, and complaining that GUI mail apps always make me feel stifled. I was asked to elaborate, so here goes.

We’ve had a lot of people tell us that they really like Martha’s name. I’m not sure whether this is usual and meaningless, but I like to think it’s because Martha Josephine is a good name. It’s not weird, it’s not boring, and it’s classical without being archaic. Quite a few of my friends asked me how we chose it, so I’m giving a little explanation.

I got an instant message yesterday at 16:59, about when I was getting ready to leave work: “I think my water just broke.” I headed off to the bus while Gloria called the midwife for advice. The next time I heard from her it was almost six. Her breathing sounded pretty labored (no pun intended), and she said that she was going to try to finish preparing food for the pigs while for while we’d be at the hospital. My mom and dad were on their way over.

Martha Josephine Signes was born at 21:21, 21 inches long, 8 1/16 pounds.