May, 2023: 25 posts.
VueJS app to create TI Extended Basic CALL CHAR strings
I continue to revisit the kinds of things I did as a kid on the TI-99/4a computer through the lens of modern tooling. When I was a kid I used graph paper to create 8×8 grids, then worked backwards from that to create 16 character strings to represent those graphics.
Last night and this morning I created a reactive VueJS app that allows clicking on a graphical representation of the 8×8 grid, shows the individual binary slots as 1 or 0, and shows the individual hex characters (0 to 9, A to F) and allows a user to enter a hex string of 16 characters and see what the resulting graphic would be.
Along the way I use my JavaScript and CSS skills too.
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On Easter morning we had 2 visitors. Mourning doves. One had laid 2 eggs in a disused flower pot which they turned into a nest. For the next 19 days they diligently incubated the eggs. Never more than 2 minutes for a shift change. On that day 19, they stopped coming around. This image is the light on my phone illuminating the lack of structure in the eggs. Kelly and I think the eggs were never fertilized.
From Popehat: “Deserve’s Got Nothing To Do With It”
Deserve’s Got Nothing To Do With It from Ken White (popehat) is right on. The criminal justice system ought to be fair and impartial. I mean, what are those scales of justice about, what is the blindfold on Lady Justice supposed to be about? Whenever we ask if someone deserves to have had some awful thing happen to them by agents of the law we screwed up.
Justice!
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(how the week ends)
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Sun protection
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Time for reflection
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Me. July, 2008. San Francisco. BlogHer. Instead of attending the conference with my wife of the time I tooled around San Francisco. This is on my mind because I learned today that Heather “Dooce” died yesterday. Heather spoke at BlogHer’08 and was at the time in the whirlwind of being perhaps the most well-known blogger on the planet. She was surrounded by people every time I glimpsed her, then. Mental health is hard to maintain; harder still with the pressure of entertaining an audience. Deepest condolences to everyone rocked by the tragic news of her passing. And if you’re struggling: reach out, there’s help out there. RIP Heather.
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“I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine”
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Shoe pillow with Gwen
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That’ll be the day I go back to Annandale
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Who are those dudes?
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Windansea Shack behind me today
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Tell Tchaikovsky the news
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Beachcombing—past 4 days.
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G.
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Here for R y G.
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