15-IV-2000.
Yesterday, I introduced a flagger object in Hossy, which was basically an app event logger. Took it from GenerAll, actually, as I always kept it at hand. Could have added more info to it - the current user, for one, and the name of caller code.
Today, a mass protest in Belgrade, 100.000 people on the square. All of opposition leaders togetherr on the stage, for the first time since august. Elections are coming, I think in september. We followed it almost live, over aman.
(... 9 words...) In the afternoon there's a couple of photos (the good little Seiko shooter, in just VGA resolution), one of me driving, with some slope behind me and wide asphalt surface, so I guess it would be the parking at the Walmart on 29. The hext shot is this.
(... 8 words...) The big event with this actually happened several years later, but I didn't have the camera with me then, so I'll write it here.
The way they sell it is that you go around the shelves and pick up the bolts of cloth you want, stuff them in your cart, and bring them to the cutting desk. The girl there cuts them to lengths you say (in yards and feet, or just feet, and possibly inches), then scans the barcode at the end of the bolt, and types in the length. The gadget prints both numbers with their barcodes - the SKU code and the length, she pins them to the cut piece and then takes the next bolt.
Now the problem came up with something that was eleven feet long. We actually said three yards two feet, which she correctly interpreted as three and two thirds. Now she needed to type that as decimal yards, and be correct to three decimals, by the house rules of rounding. Shouldn't be a problem, as she had a huge cheat sheet (which is not on this photo, I said it happened elsewhere) taped to the desk, with each fraction accompanied by its decimal representation. It was a problem, because all the fractions were represented in four columns, down to eighths or perhaps twelfths of a yard, and were listed by size. So where the fuck was two thirds? It's not alphabetical at all... it is in decimal, but the left column is a mess, why is 1/3 between 5/16 and 6/16?. I tried to give her a hint, but then remembered how jealous these clerks were of their specialized knowledge, so I just stood back and enjoyed the show.
Took her whole two minutes to find it, and she proudly typed .667 into the gadget, happy that yet another difficult problem on the job was solved. Again, I didn't want to point to her that she forgot the three yards, who am I to interfere in her highly professional skillset, so I let it slide. Pure gain: three yards for free and a story to tell.
Next day was a sunday, so we went for a walk - first downtown. Parked in a parking garage, top floor. If you buy something on the main street, you get a stamp on your receipt to show at the garage exit, it's free then, the shops finance the garage, so the customers would come). And we did buy something - even at this shitty pixel count, I recognized the cover of the book in her hand - a collection of european SF from fifties-sixties, second hand.
Drove to a park somewhere on a hill, trying to find Carter's apple orchard where Emmy took us last fall. Not bad this way either. There's a nice touch, speed limit for bicycles at 10 mph. Which is about my regular speed on a bike, unless downslope... um, makes sense. Wanted also to see some history, but they charge 11$ per adult and 6$ per child, goodbye. Went there only to do about face, nothing else on that road, drove Brlja that way when he was here, it's all curves.
That park was opened just four years ago, still nothing there, no rooms to rest.
Brlja writes
Long time no majl. Talked with your dad about the Dostojevski that Nina wanted, didn't find even in Novi, will search on. BTW, we all checked her site, and all said „all kudos, majstor“. It's been a long time I saw a better personal site, and I avoid those, they're all „my mouth, praise me*“, but this was really refreshing and interesting.
We're getting ready for the summit in Délkút, suppose things will become clearer then, specially what Rick sent us. Also, the folks from Bezdan also called, so we'd have to visit the area anyway, so Pali and I go on 21st. Laza accidentally happens to be in the car, and we'll take Stanko too, so we three wouldn't be alone.
Learning VB and cursing along the way. Scheme crazy the confused**. Want to finish Pera Norton's book and then switch to that part in Fandamentlz (B for fox programmers). I love the part about classes and objects. As if someone did it as a prank.
Went to Hungary to get the cashies, and passed like in those good old times in Romania. First their customs guy fucked with me because my car authorization expired (forgot to check), now it's you must return, then let me consult my colleague, never gets to the point when he'd say whether 10 dem is enough. Upon return, went for return of afa***, and that turned out a full adventure. First the guy refused some BG lady's cheese, he likes a different kind, and so on. Then we passed, within just 2,5 hours, I guess we didn't have anything he liked or he had cheese digestion problems. Paid a fine on our side, luckily just 60 dinars, just to continue the tradition. All in all, when we once become a normal country, if I am able to walk and eat without a bib, I'm not going to Hungary, not even to have a coffee.
My reply: are you insane? Had I not tried the romanian coffee, I would have considered the hungarian coffee worst after the russian, but they are only third.
Dad reports that we have 4,5cm of water in our basement. The road to the vineyard, on the levee, was under water for a few days; the back road through the forest was only a bit and in three days it dried enough to drive over. It was improved last year. Oma comes from time to time to take care of her wild flowers in the back - she's still making those wreaths and selling them on the green market.
Called my parents on the phone on 21st, and yet they had more for the email the same day. The water in the basement is now reduced to below floor level, i.e. Vlasta's hole. The floor on the further end is still lower than the entrance, so there's about 1cm, that will have to evaporate.
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* ...„or I'll tear you“
** slang, „crazy fucks the confused“, i.e. complete chaos
*** ÁFA or summat, the hungarian VAT.
Mentions: 21-X-2024., aman bre, Délkút, fox, GenerAll, Goran Staković (Brlja), Hossy, Lazar Trifunov (Laza), majstor, Meagan Marburg (Emmy), Nevena Sredljević (Nina), Novi Sad, Oma, Pali Bodor, Rick Netter, Vlasta Čkuljić, in serbian
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