Cocoa 101: Object-Oriented Programming for the Masses, Part 1 and Part 2. Nice scratching the surface of the way Cocoa’s classes think, and clearer that some of the books I have in its explanations of same.
Never mind— I’m still confused.
See, this is why I figure it’ll take at least three books, all by different authors, to teach me programming— because none of them make sense on their own.
I just came across a great reason for being proud of being made a member of the Happy Otter Clan™, in this quote by Neil Gaiman from an article in Time magazine:
Except the trouble is, as a creator…I saw a lovely analogy recently. Somebody said that writers are like otters. And otters are really hard to train. Dolphins are easy to train. They do a trick, you give them a fish, they do the trick again, you give them a fish. They will keep doing that trick until the end of time. Otters, if they do a trick and you give them a fish, the next time they’ll do a better trick or a different trick because they’d already done that one. And writers tend to be otters. Most of us get pretty bored doing the same trick. We’ve done it, so let’s do something different.
Turns out Ask MetaFilter is an excellent resource for a lot of questions. For my reference, my questions:
Silly me— all this time, I thought the Casio PT-7 only came in a cream color, but this fellow has on on eBay, and it’s black. Very cool.
I’m quite addicted to Lost, and came across this link on MeFi today, postulating the numbers in the show are linked to a book called "Genetic Mirror Theory and other Natuarlly Occuring Phenomenon," by Marsille Roussau.
Of course, seeing as how this book and author don’t seem to actually exist, the possibility remains that this is just another fun goosechase by the Lost creators.
Fun note— in the last of these links, embedded in the code of the web page are the messages:
If anyone should find this message, please get word I’m alive and stranded on an island somewhere in the South Pacific. Please send help soon. Things are bad. And they’re getting worse…
Sally
and…
I survived a horrific plane crash and am stranded on an island somewhere Northeast of Australia and Southwest of Hawaii. In the event that I am never found, please forward word of my fate to my parents.
Robert
Brace yourself for more about New Orleans. I recommend a strong stomach for this one— a compiled story of what happened at the Convention Center.
Comfortable Cat, originally uploaded by *eSThER*.
Yes, it’s a cat photo on my blog, and it’s not even my cat. Still, every blog needs a cat photo now and again.
