I Made Myself a BASH Greeter the Right Way

Posted on 3rd February 2011 in Something Daily

I am in a state of exhausted delirium right now, or maybe it’s delirious exhaustion. As a result, I decided to make myself a Terminal greeter that tells me a true statement every time I log in to BASH. I coded it in about half an hour just a few minutes ago, with great results. Some I’ve gotten so far are “robots are sick”, “cyborgs are most bitchin’”, “dolphins are the bomb”, “SNES games are nifty”, and “pizzas are radical”. It just picks a random noun and a random adjective, with the occasional modifier and the ultra-rare super secret sentence extension (it’s “to the MAXX”). Also, for some reason, I was in the mood to come up with rhyming couplets based on the ends of my sentences; I’ll tweet them @EmmettButler when I come up with them. My favorite is

I’m a jerkface in the workplace
I keep all my shirts in a shirt case

A good evening.

If I were choosing a movie to watch as the world was ending, I’d have to go with “2001: A Space Odyssey”.

Glamour shot, activate!

I’m Looking for the Fireflower

Posted on 2nd February 2011 in Something Daily

For the past few days, I’ve been acting a lot like Mario. It’s been snowy and ice-pellety and rainy, and in New York, this means that every street turns into a gross swampy mess of grey slush and ice sheets. I have to wear boots to go anywhere, and my pea coat is becoming useless as the air gets damper. I say I’ve been acting like Mario because every time I come to a sidewalk corner, I’m faced with the option to either walk around, hop over, or take a swim through the giant slushy crap puddle between myself and the crosswalk. I’ve also considered using passerby to build a human bridge, but I’m usually in a hurry – otherwise, that would probably be the best plan. Short of that, though, and seeing as I’d rather not swim to class through throwup water every morning, I’m often forced to use my incredible vertical leap to traverse the moat. Sometimes the ice dirt cocktail gets into my boots when I don’t jump far enough…then I’m just disappointed. I mean, I get over it, but it just sucks to walk to class with a wet sock, especially when that sock is soaked with the cold, wet street slime of New York City.

I just heard the mc on the Company Flow album say the line “I was the first monkey to touch the monolith”…I love albums like that, where the more that you listen to it, the more that you begin to realize that it’s secretly all about “2001: A Space Odyssey”. That’s one of the best science fiction novels I’ve ever read; probably the best actually. Second (maybe) only to “Contact” by Carl Sagan, which is still science fiction, but it’s got a lot more political intrigue. They’re both just really really good, because apart from being about SPACE (something that makes a book good in my eyes regardless of any other factor), they have the potential to really make you think about the universe in a new way. Not only the universe, but the way we think about our world and society too. Probably the biggest thing I got out of reading “Contact” last summer was that the way we do things here on Earth is certainly not the only way things could be done; I realized ease with which it’s possible to go through life without ever even questioning the status quo, not just politically, but societally as well.

Three Stegosaurus Moon is nearing the 100-post mark. That was pretty quick, but I guess that’ll happen when you write every day. I want an idea of something to do…why not help me out? Give me an idea of something interesting to write about for the 100th post. Try it out, you can type stuff into the comments under the post. Seriously, it’s fun!