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"I got more views in one hour than I got in a month." -Mariano
I was very reluctant to implement themes in SETT. The way I saw it, if we controlled the theme, we could really optimize it for things that people care about -- subscriptions, views, comments, etc. But time and time again, the one thing that was stopping new people from moving to SETT was that they wanted their blog to look unique. Fair enough.
For the past four months, my focus has been building out the theming system. I wasn't surprised that figuring out a theming language and adapting SETT to use it would take two months, but I was surprised that it took another two month to build a theme editor.
The real challenge was to build a theming system that would accomodate users of all skill levels. I wanted advanced users to have access to the full range of capabilities, including Bootstrap integration, LESS stylesheet compiling, and dynamically changing values. At the same time, I wanted very beginners to have a fighting chance at editing an existing theme to change just one thing or two. In the middle of those two, I wanted people with HTML and CSS, but no programming, experience to be able to design a good theme.
On top of all that, the editing experience must be good. No one wants to edit files on their computer and then upload them to see if they worked. Previews should be near instant, and it should be possible to edit multiple files at once online, just as we'd do with a standalone editor.
Shanghai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine & University of Oklahoma Health Sciences Center December 2012
This is a post I've been wanting to write since I started this blog, so buckle your seatbelts, it's a doozy.
I'm a Software Engineer by trade. I never completed college(or even got close). In fact, I've never had a computer class in my life. I learned at a young age that traditional schooling just wasn't for me. I'd spend all of my free time teaching myself things at home, or outright skipping school and hitting the library for the day where I'd read things from art theory all the way to classical mechanics. At the time I wanted to be an artist. I found myself doodling in class constantly, and the tests I turned in were covered with my artwork. Some of my teachers loved that, but most didn't. I was indifferent.
At the time I had an account on an online art community: sheezyart.com. SArt was an awesome place at the time, and had a great, thriving community of amateur animators. Everyone was very supportive of each other, and it was a great environment to improve yourself. Though, sometime in 2008 things started to noticeably go downhill. The moderatorship became corrupt, and because it wasn't a commercial venture, the owner had no real incintive to fix things. In fact, he'd all but left the community entirely, letting the leftover moderators battle amongst themselves. Bugs accumulated in the codebase, really good users were banned for ludicrous reasons, and the community started to fall apart.
When I was fourteen I was enamored with two things: animation and building an animation community. I browsed the Newgrounds programming board constantly, sapping up as much good information as I could. I wanted to make the next newgrounds.com. Little did I know, this teenage fascination would turn out to be the most important thing I could've done with my life at that time.
Every Monday and Wednesday I try to make sure that I share one of the tales I have encountered during my investigations of Wellington Street. However, I have taken ill, making the process increasingly more difficult to complete. It started weeks ago, after my strange and frightening encounter at the local bus stop. It involved a chance meeting with a very ill, and in the end very dangerous woman, a conversation that I later recounted to local police. I had expressed that the experience had left me feeling quite unwell, and unfortunately things have not improved. I have had a chronic headache ever since that night which no over the counter medicine seems to be able to help. I struggle to sleep, and even when I do I awake feeling tired.
The feeling of anxiety and the sense that I am being watched has steadily gotten worse. I find myself frequently looking around me, desperately looking for validation of my fears. I considered several times to simply go to a psychiatrist, but though I am a student I am very much aware of the effect such an action would have on my reputation. Anyway, I know that the source of much of my grief comes from my experience that night. It is not easy to reconcile the fact that the woman I was speaking to so pleasantly had attempted to kill her husband and children only a short while before.
I have gone to a doctor, who has prescribed some sleep aids and some more powerful pain killers. They aren't sure what is wrong yet, though they have already performed numerous tests. They took a blood test, as well as a MRI and a series of x-rays. The only tests that have yet to be performed are a PSG, MSLT, and MWT, which is scheduled for next week. These are all common sleep tests, and should help to narrow down a diagnosis. Hopefully during the next couple of weeks I will get some answers. In the meantime, I have simply had to endure my pain, and it has begun to take a tole.
The madness I encountered that night has left me deeply injured, and the lack of sleep has surely only contributed to the strange and frightening psychosis I am developing. I am sure if I was at least able to get some sleep that I would be able to recover a little. But it has been weeks now, and very little has improved.
There was one experience I had lately that left me feeling much better, at least temporarily. It has been a little over a month since my last visit to Wellington Street, the thought of going back filling me with dread. Despite my fear, I have in truth wanted to go, if for no other reason then to complete some further interviews and research. I have had to mostly conduct my investigations through phone interviews and email, using local sources and careful searches of the internet to help me continue my research. But it was not the same, and over the weeks the desire to go back gradually won out.
Happy New Year 2014 Everyone!
It's a great time to add a few tech resolutions to your todo list. There are many, but these should get you going. They do not take a lot of time and you can complete them easliy
January 1st - Spend 10 minutes and delete all those dumb pictures you snapped on your phone. You know the one of Duck Dynasty Chia Pet you thought that was funny....oh wait that was me. If you posted it to a social site it's backed up there, so don't waste space and time on your phone with it.
January 2nd - Make Sure your iPhone/Android is backing itself up. Takes 10 Seconds to verify that you are backing up and when the last backup was. Do it No Excuse.
January 3rd - Recycle your old electronics - At least put them in a box in the car to take to recycling center. Do you really need 3 VCRs in the basement? What about that old Turntable....yeah yeah.. I hear ya records sound better. No they don't and unless you are harboring a collection of vinyl that you haven't transferred to MP3s and is not available in a digital format, recycle it.
It never fails to make me roll my eyes when I'm watching a show, and I don't mean a talk show ( something that is getting more and more rare as time passes) and an f bomb or the name of a drug is bleeped out but the instructions to starting a meth lab or pulling off a crime and manipulating the law to get off of the hook is laid out in detail for all to take in and take advantage of. It's practically an instruction guide to society's deterioration. Why am I writing about tv? I'm getting there I promise just bear with me.
How many times have you turned to watch "the news" only to hear report after report about this celebrity's butt or the other's breast or are so and so dating? *eye roll*. Is that NEWS worthy? Shouldn't that be under "entertainment"? Or am I from another planet?
There are so many more news worthy events and happenings going on in the world every day. Causes that people have put on the back burner because of the "Hollywood distraction" causes like famine, ignorance, drought, refugees and the list goes on. All people are interested in now is who's doing who (excuse me for being so blunt) and the dress.. Shallow, superficial things that make them forget for a few hours how terrible their life is by seeing somebody else all glammed up.
The hypocritical part that society plays is that now, as a society, we are fine with having people in our communities killed/ murdered/ commit suicide. In fact let a few days pass and we'll have a hero on our hands who's life will be published in every magazine, newspaper and talked about on every morning show. That hero will emerge from the ashes like a Phoenix, from the most gruesome crimes and in anyone of the three cases I mentioned. If you are aware you'll see that the only purpose of this is to divide people even more. How? TV will guide the way. And here is what I said about mainstream media poison enters. TV will tell you who to root for, who's right and what you should do about it.
On the same note of social hypocrisy; hurl an insult or an obscenity and face the wrath of the people, the media and no one will stop hearing about it. This was taken advantage of so much so that waitresses would claim that certain kinds of insults or slurs were hurled at them just so they can get the attention that they couldn't get as kids probably.
Well I have been thinking about trying having a blog to share opinions about recently tried recipes like the one today (Pan Fried Catfish with lemon and garlic) or the fact that I found wild strawberries in the backyard.... Pretty amazing! Or how much I'm craving a Rompope tres leches cake but my hubby is on a diet and it would be cruel to make it an him not being able to eat it... Or how disappointed I was when after traveling to TX and thinking "I'll finally will be able to have that red velvet cupcake that I've been craving for so long and was not able to find anywhere in NY one that came close in taste and moisture to the one I found in Tx just to realize they don't have it anymore :-(.... Or how much I love Texan BBQ and how hard it is to find where I've lived with hubby... Talk about culture shock!!!
Well this is just my introduction post.... I will be trying to posts at least once a week... thank you for reading me.... And good night to all!
Summary: The optimal asset allocation for an individual relies on many factors, but a 50-50 ratio of stocks to bonds works just fine.
Asset Allocation: What to buy, and how much of it.
Let's start off slow. The broadest level of asset allocation is how much stocks vs how much bonds you should have.
Your risk tolerance will be the main deciding factor for ratio of stocks to bonds optimal for you. Technically, you decide what your risk tolerance is, but here are some factors that generally decrease your capacity for risk:
Somewhere, outside the Universe
"Mothers, you promised you would take me out. You're always reminding me how dangerous some of the recent cross-currents are and how it would be better if I waited for some adult supervision."
"We did, and we're sorry but we can't get away from work right now. Ask your fathers, maybe one of them can manipulate the time." They discorporated and vanished into a nearby temporal slipstream. It was always that way with them. No point in looking around for my fathers, they were equally involved in some research or crisis that would require their full attention.
My parents were always too busy. Half the time, I'm left raising myself. I don't even know why they bothered to conceive of me in the first place.
Early last year, after about a year of working for Bohemia Interactive on VBS2, mainly travelling around on airplanes running training courses for military simulations folks, I finally embarked on a project that had been buzzing around in my head for over twenty years.
I'm fairly sure it was the catalyst of working in the simulations field that helped me realize that the time had actually come, and I actually could pull it off, but it had been a long road. When I wrote my first novel, which I started when I was nineteen (it shows its age!), I needed five years of research, which included joining the army and becoming an infantryman, before I could say I had the needed spark to finish it. The relative quality of these projects notwithstanding, no-one can ever say I don't take my research seriously.
The spark for this one came in the form of the Simulation Hypothesis.
I've heard it called a number of things. Theory, argument, hypothesis. It's an old idea, and the Matrix got a good deal of mileage out of it. As a narrative device, you can see it in works like The Truman Show and Dark City, among many others (Source Code and eXistenZ come to mind).
My favourite exploration of it is Nick Bostrom's. Do yourself a favour and read it, if you get the chance (or haven't already). He assigns three propositions equal weight.