My kid sister is done at the hospital and is about to start therapy and rehab. I'm really happy that she's recovered so much and hopefully she'll continue to improve as time goes on.
I've been back and forth from Hershey hospital this week.
my little sister slipped and fell at the Walmart in Reading, and struck her head hard enough to fracture her skull. She was bleeding internally and the bruising was very bad.
Last Saturday at 1AM I visited her in the hospital. She was able to speak in short phrases but was otherwise immobile. When I held her hand and said hello, she knew it was me and said my name.
As the week went on the pressure in her head started to rise, so she's had surgery to remove sections of her skull so that her brain would not get damaged when it swelled up from the injury, and she's currently on a ventilator to assist with her breathing.
I saw her yesterday, and though she could not speak, she had her eyes open, was looking at me and my mom, and squeezed my hand. I'm glad she's making some progress but there is a very long way to go.
Please keep her in your thoughts. I'm not one to believe in prayer, but if you wish to pray for her, the thought is appreciated.
Having sent in that patch set yesterday evening, I half expected to have a manilla folder waiting on my desk today.
That's how the company marked people: you got handed a manilla folder by your manager. And then you lost your job, mostly because of age, but also because you cost a lot more than 2 clueless new hires.
I hope the insane chaos achieves what this new CEO thinks it will.
Several of my friends were laid off today from where we work, many of them being very talented engineers who did not deserve to lose their jobs, let alone with no warning or time to prepare.
Meanwhile, this won't stop the continuous influx of college n00bs - some of whom have very little ability - who somehow keep getting hired and being given "innovation" jobs where they come up with bad ideas and get golf claps from managers, and waste money.
I'm infuriated and disgusted.
I lost my doggie, Angel, yesterday.
She was 17, and the sweetest, kindest pet anyone could have had. I miss her.
So the company I work for is doing another layoff, 8% of the total workforce this time. It makes me wonder how long I've got left at this place - there are tons of other places that've contacted me recently, but all of these are either far away and would require leaving this area (and all the people and places I care about), or working in the city, which basically will completely fuck up my schedule.
I've written a fairly good cactpot solver for linux and put it into my git tree, in case anyone's looking, here.
It's a QT Creator project written in C++, so it should be pretty portable to anything QT runs on (so, if you want a Windows version, you can build one.)
It's important to note that the solver algorithm is NOT the mathematically optimal algorithm, which can be expensive to compute - mine is a simple average of the possible payouts for each line. If you try it and don't win, it's not my fault.
Pretty neat, but it would have been nice to know about this a few months ago.
I really, REALLY hate getting abuse over how inadequate my job of cleaning up some dumbass Windows-developer's attempt to write Linux driver code is. It's like blaming the janitor for the mess the college party left.
You know what? I'm SORRY I missed a doubled tab out of 23,000 lines of someone else's code. Excuse me doubly for being pissed off that people in other companies (that will remain nameless) take $500 an hour to tell us how wrong this crap is, but won't spend 10 minutes actually trying to fix any of it. Excuse me triply for being furious that managers need to crash our tech meetings to "rein in" the amount of time I'm spending on this shit.
I wouldn't have had to do it in the first place if any of these managers had given a shit about Linux back when they started writing this crap.
I need to fucking hit something.