31-III-2016.
Jan insists that I write the script to go through all the queries (reports and others) which have an associated file, so that this associated file gets zipped into the t_zips table. It does so automatically on first use, but... just in case. Actually while working on that one I found another case that I may handle. First I didn't want to do this, because it's unnecessary, but hey if it solves a theoretical problem down the road, I'm all for it. And it was perhaps 50 lines altogether :). With logging, that is. My old logger class, dcLog.prg, which I wrote back in 2008, but I seem to remember I had an older version of it in 2007. Some of its features can be traced back to Jake, namely the verbosity level, which I stole straight from him.
The rest of the day I described on suština. Here goes.
Getting your hands on the job is not much of a problem, if you do what you like and you see that people like what you do. Even less of a problem if you get a few dimes for it. It becomes a problem when they like it a bit too much, and start finiding ways to keep you at it the whole day.
Thouth, it's not that I'm working all day, there's a break, and grazing the web, and... it's still not comfortable to be reachable at all times. So I announced to the team which keeps calling me at various wrong times that I'll go multiconfessional - not working on sundays (christian), saturdays (jewish) and fridays (muslim), just so nobody gets insulted by omission. Alright, I call my own bullshit, I just invented that excuse right now, and it failed gloriously - I announced it a month ago, and succeeded in doing it exactly not even once. Until I had this case of film break*. On thursday, at 18:00, I turned off each contraption on which they could reach me, put beer on the table (dark, of Buđejovice aka Budvár aka Budweiss) and, led by the synchronicity principle, caused it to be exactly the day of the year when the seting sun shines on the table and the beer. And flowers, hyacinths and tulips.
And as it usually happens, when it starts, it goes. I finally made a shot which I'm planning since last fall (becuase the photographic geography is symmetrical, repeats for about ten days around each equinoxe, closer to summer solstice)., but didn't have this beer then.
This exact light lasts for perhaps 4-5 days, and after that the sun is too high, trees sprout leaves and the rays go thin. Which is why in the same angle in september, when it should shine the same, doesn't work, our yard jugle is so thick that we see no neigborhood between april and november.
Um, did I say hyacinths and tulips? Light of once-a-year kind? Don't trust my word, here's the goat:
For connoisseurs of politically rectified photography, here's a treat, let them have at it, may their photoshopping hand become golden.
There, the whole deck. So it doesn't happen that spring came again and I managed not to notice. Because I truly became that kind of calcified - if I made no shot, it's as if it didn't happen.
p.s. I forgot to turn off my mobile, and they found me on sunday afternoon, while I was writing this. It did take less than half an hour, but still: aaaaaarghhhhh.
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* „my film broke“ means interrupted projection, i.e. an adrenalin rush darkening everything, i.e. suddenly had enough
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