Matt Bottrell posted about the sad state of audio on linux. Now - I can't even pretend to understand all the whys and wherefores, and have none of the necessary skills to fix it, let alone post constructive criticism about where to look at sorting out the issues - but I can certainly agree it's broken. Perhaps I can add a simple voice of frustration from a long time linux user?
It's still 24 March in Honolulu!
I've been tickled pink reading ada day blog posts over the past day and a bit. I've smiled as I've read posts by my friends, and posts about my friends, and I wanted to just add another chord to the rousing chorus of celebration of Women in Technology that has been the inaugural Ada Lovelace Day. Also Hip Hip Hooray to Suw Charman for dreaming this, and making it so.
Let’s create new role models and make sure that whenever the question “Who are the leading women in tech?” is asked, that we all have a list of candidates on the tips of our tongues... To take part All you need to do is... pick your tech heroine and then publish your blog post any time on Tuesday 24th March 2009. It doesn’t matter how new or old your blog is, what gender you are, what language you blog in, or what you normally blog about - everyone is invited.
Well the time has come - another Summer of Code is upon us. The truly marvellous Leslie Hawthorn reflects on some of the wonders of GSOC. Has it really been going 5 years now? Wow.
Mere words seem inadequate.
Tears speak volumes.
Condolences for the unspeakable loss of life of loved ones, pets, stock, wildlife, bushland.
Condolences for the ongoing horror of serious injuries requiring months and years of rehab.
Condolences for destroyed homes once filled with the tangible momentos of families lives.
I'm so very very sorry.
I am nearly old. Old, as opposed to young. And I am beginning to experience the phenomenon known as remembering.
I picked up a postcard last night... trumpetting Australia's first ever Youth Forum. What about Priority One? The Youth forum we had when I was a youth? I'm feeling cynical.
I'm also remembering the dust cloud on the last hottest day of my life - I was in primary school. Strange billowing red clouds seemed to tower in the sky before descending to cover everything in a light gritty dust.