Living expenses and big bugs

I managed to take off twenty minutes and Rachel and I scootered down to our house (we don't move in until the start of the month). I didn't bring a camera, but I'll try and take pictures some time soon. I don't think I've posted a clear picture of where I'm staying right now though, so here you go:

That's a big fat grasshopper (or I guess sandhopper since there's not really a whole lot of grass on the Baja) and the resort we're staying at. As I mentioned before, we have a giant suite with a bedroom, living room, and kitchen/dining area (aka “office”). I'd say this would cost about $400 a night in Canada or the US, but it's a quarter of that here (we picked this place because it had internet access).

I'm mentioning the price re:BMEfest — supplementary costs like accomodations, food, and so on are low (this resort suite could easily be split between four people for $25 a night, and there are hostels and smaller places for a few dollars a night). My gut feeling on this is that these reductions would easily balance out the slightly increased travel costs and a BMEfest down here could be incredibly rewarding.

Oh, and yes, it's a giant pain in the ass to find flight booking and even good tourist info on La Paz online. It's not hard to do once you know where to look though… Rachel is already working on a website for that, so no worries — if we take that path we'll make it real easy for you.

Finally, earlier today I was thrilled to get the pictures above from Rafael at Symbiosis in La Paz, a short scooter ride from our house. I haven't had a chance to say hello yet in person but I'll stop in soon, but I thought people would be interested to see that “even down here” (that sounds a lot worse than I mean it to) there are studios doing interesting work. We're everywhere, you can't stop us!

I like this place more every day.

Compilers have expire dates? Ooops!

Sorry about that downer entry below!

The task I'm working on right now is truly mindnumbing and it's really hurting my brain to keep so much data in my short term neural buffers, and not being on my usual drug cocktail throws my game off a little. It's not that it's compicated in and of itself — in fact it's a relatively simple change conceptually — but it involves small changes across massive pieces of legacy code (which is very convoluted and spaghetti-like, and tens of thousands of lines long with many old versions commented out inside it), and to make matters worse, in order to make it work, I've had to port it to a new compiler.

I'd been using the same compiler I use for the IAM software because of its ability to create incredibly tight and fast code, but unfortunately this software has become so bloated that it won't compile any more. That's not an error I enjoy getting — it brought me flashbacks from 1992, when one of my companies essentially collapsed because at the exact moment we hit this same wall with our flagship product (an IVR system), Microsoft decided to stop supporting our compiler of choice!

It was insane; to fix a “bug” (compiler error) in one part of the code, I'd have to just flip random bytes elsewhere in the sourcecode to make it compile. Shockingly we kept it stable enough to ship, but it meant we couldn't effectively expand the product and had to freeze it.

Anyway… I'd say I have the transition to the new maintenance software about 65% done and anticipate completing it tomorrow.

Green eyed monsters

Ironically, the only thing that sucks about being a programmer in Mexico is being a programmer. In Canada it wasn't so bad working long hours. But watching everyone else getting to go and have fun and play and explore while I have to stay connected to a keyboard working on some of the toughest programming I've done in the last year just feels incredibly unfair — my life really has been a story of the harder I work, the less I get (though it dangles cloers, and of course other people both locally and on a larger scale get more the more I work). I'm not really complaining, I like my life and I don't think I'd want to not make the contributions I make, but sometimes I don't like the cost it comes at. I suppose I don't mind accepting some sadness if it brings far more happiness to others.

Anyway, I'm just online temporarily to email myself some test images so I'm out of here now…

It only counts if God gets angry

First (thanks to Phil for the tip), there's a copy of the first ModCon book up on eBay right now. It's an incredibly rare hand numbered edition (#371). The book is very dark, mostly full page portraits and then a color section, as well as a VCD (it should play in all DVD players) of the procedures.

Anyway, it's the first time I've seen it for sale for quite a long time (I only own two copies myself), so I figured it was worth a mention.

I'd also like to mention something about this latest Tsunami disaster around Sri Lanka. I've been seeing a lot of heart warming feelings on people's pages, calls for donations and links to sites happy to take your money. Now, that's all really really nice, but at the same time, somewhat sickening.

There are almost a billion people in this world living in deep enough poverty to have trouble even feeding themselves. With 35.9 million Americans living below the poverty line, and a million homeless (half of them veterans), it's not as if there aren't bigger problems, and closer to home as well if that's an issue. People don't just need help when some catastrophe kills fifty thousand.

Why are you getting all worked up about fifty thousand people dying from an earthquake? Every single day 25,000 children die from easily preventable diseases. Every single day 24,000 people die from hunger. Do they not count?

What does callous Shannon have to say about the Sri Lanka quake? Big fucking deal.

Natural disasters happen. We can't prevent them, and ultimately they kill very few people. Hunger and disease problems in developing countries? That one is directly our fault. We literally created that catastrophe with our aggressive foreign policies, thus we ignore it. If you want to actually help the world, don't waste your money on Sri Lanka. Focus on curing poverty and stopping our first world governments from continually kicking down any nation that tries to climb out of that poverty.

Complaining is Lame

Open letter:

Hey Vinnie Saletto! If you're going to knock off my artwork please at least credit me or throw me a link, dude… I don't really care that much if you're just using the wings, but it's kind of lame.

I think if his design wasn't so boring and uninspired I wouldn't be as annoyed — I've even given copies of the wing rendering to people to use in the past. But just taking a BME shirt and sticking a stupid circle over the identifiable parts is silly. Thanks to Sporko for the tip.

While I'm mentioning things that are lame, Fixie_Rider pointed out this this forum discussion slagging BME (and hotlinking some images, but I'm not so worried about that). I mention it here because it always cracks me up when self identifying “punks” are all conservative and closed-minded. What, is Machester full of babies that think Avril is punk?

Other than that I've got programming, programming, programming to do. I have to say that this place (La Paz) is really ideal for anyone who can figure out how to telecommute or otherwise disconnect themselves from the office. DSL connectivity is fine, cellular coverage is digital and complete, visas are relatively no-questions-asked, so far it seems a lot safer than America, everyone is friendly, and even in the middle of winter it's still quite warm (and of course everything that's not imported is half the price).

Last night we went out for vegan food (there are a small number of vegetarian places), and happened to bump into Diego which was a really nice coincidence… I got to hear a lot of the internal political history of Mexico's privatization efforts which just seem incredibly corrupt and self-destructive. The more I travel the more it seems that the quality of life and strength of economy in a nation is almost singularly determined by the level of corruption inside the government.


I'm cringing a little linking this because it's way out in conspiracy land, but what if Bush is dying?

We already know that Bush is a born again Christian who believes the rapture (a friendly word for “apocalypse”) is nearly upon us, and that he has a role in bringing it about. What if he is dying? It would mean the following:
The largest doomsday cult in the world has successfully placed an operative into the controlling position of the world's largest military power, and that operative has only a short time left to live (and thus complete his mission).

Let me remind you that the White House has systematically refused to release the President's inch high stack of medical records. The only medical records he's been willing to release are dental, and that was just to try and prove he wasn't AWOL.

Also, check out this “told you so” bombshell from Rumsfeld:

Here's what Rumsfeld said Friday: "I think all of us have a sense if we imagine the kind of world we would face if the people who bombed the mess hall in Mosul, or the people who did the bombing in Spain, or the people who attacked the United States in New York, shot down the plane over Pennsylvania and attacked the Pentagon, the people who cut off peoples' heads on television to intimidate, to frighten — indeed the word 'terrorized' is just that. Its purpose is to terrorize, to alter behavior, to make people be something other than that which they want to be."

Several eyewitnesses to the crash claim they saw a "military-type" plane flying around United Airlines Flight 93 when the hijacked passenger jet crashed — prompting the once-unthinkable question of whether the U.S. military shot down the plane.

Oops! Next he's going to tell us the Pentagon was hit by a missile.

What is that, like when WIRED magazine prints a little “undo” a few issues later that no one notices after the print some typically inaccurate junk? Oh yeah, while I'm writing bitchy open letters, here's another:

Hey WIRED magazine! On page seventy of your December issue you write the following:
"the first American guy... to get a [JewelEye] implant was Nashville musician Christopher Robin..."

While it's true that Mr. Desperate-to-save-his-career may well be the first American “guy” if you want know that not only is he not the first American to have it done (that would be my wife, nor is he even the second — that would be Island Allman (as in Greg Allman's daughter) — but I suppose he is the first American “guy” if you want to play the chauvinistic game of discarding anything that women do.

Yeah, that's right WIRED, I still haven't forgiven you for leaving my name out of “The Web's Next Killer App” as the head of the development team for the world's first Internet casino. Credit where credit is due please!

Anyway, I'm blabbering and have to go do some work!