| perhaps rule 6. more office time. |
[Apr. 14th, 2007|02:38 am] |
I had the pleasure this week of doing some Rule 6 research for Distributed Proofreaders. As Greg Weeks has already done most of the work, I just did some around-the-edges grunt work. Project Gutenberg has certain rules under which works can be cleared for copyright. I went over Cordwainer Smith's works--his nongenre books had their copyright renewed, as did almost all of his short stories... but not all of them. I have to find some works to scan, and I have to contact the rights holders, but this looks to be quite a promising avenue of inquiry.
Back in work-world, they want me in the office through Wednesday. Jay was doing something, I don't know exactly what, but it caused a major screwup involving timezones. So, I did some abstraction work that I'm quite proud of--Jay's taught me quite well. Remember, kids, if you find yourself copying and pasting code, you really should be using data-driven subroutines instead--and so I did. I seldom look at something I wrote and think that it came out well, but there it was.
Carin and I went up to my folks' place for dinner. We ate together and talked, as we do, and I helped my father take down the over-the-stove microwave he'd had. There was apparently a ventilation problem with the stove, and the microwave is partially melted and entirely unusable. My mother offered Carin a cat. We can't have a cat; we've talked about this. We even compromised and got a hamster. But it's a cute gray cat that's been hanging around the front of the house, and some sort of nurturing instinct took over. So, I was put in the position of saying no again. There are certain aspects of adulthood that suck.
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