It's occurred too me....

After doing some testing of an application I'm working, I realized there are things that I don't want to and shouldn't be saying. For example, "OK, that's working. I don't know how, but it's working".

Yeah, that's not good. LOL

Sometimes it's nice just to...

...sit back and be happy with where you are, who you are, and what you've got. I'm totally inside my head here right now. I could be upset on multiple fronts, but you know f'en what? I don't want to be, so I'm not going to be.

Instead, I'm thinking about the fact that I'm sitting here right now with a brand new computer getting paid money to write code while I listen to music and wear jeans and boots and drink a cup of coffee. Yeah, I like what I do. I like my faculty! Everything can fall apart around me, but that will remain for some time. And once that's gone, what's the point?

On Running (Did I cover this before?)

Running this morning was absolutely @w3s0m3 (awesome). Just simply idyllic.

But even better is the fact that I feel like I'm getting stronger. Running 3.5+ miles has just gotten easy. Almost too easy. I realized this morning that in order to hit the 45 minute mark, I need to do just about another mile. My pace this morning felt fast, but it must've been better then I thought.

Fortune quote of the day

Fortune's Real-Life Courtroom Quote #32:

Q: Do you know how far pregnant you are right now?
A: I will be three months November 8th.
Q: Apparently then, the date of conception was August 8th?
A: Yes.
Q: What were you and your husband doing at that time?

Do you ever get that feeling that something close to you isn't right?

I'm still tired, but energized at the same time
for I see the warning and it's no longer in my hands

"Yes, see? They're empty!"
I am now free to work.
Free to endeavor.
Free to labor.
Free to put my head down and go forward.
Free to build as someone would want me too.
And to do all for that someone.

We'll meet in eternity
where I'll see that ear and know
that I never deserved what was offered

To the wanderer: I love you, but go and do as you please.

Afternoons

Afternoons, yes, ages even
in an already dead city in a now dying country
and a contentious HQ
The flyers around me with straying eyes lie too me
and have lost control of their own sticks.

To them, I am bound.
And here we fly incestous fights
caught in Luftberry Circles wondering when one will break out

"There is no death in bugging out here, fellow wingman, consort, stable mate.
There is no shame in honesty. Just let go. I won't fire on you. I'll
just leave, my love, my partner in war."

The grey clouds lazily inbound
The cool breeze caressing
The fine mist, most pleasent
My resolve settled

So where is that potential that trembles the worlds foundation?
That rage beating in my chest?
That cold calculation behind my eyes?
Those heels that could crack the mantle?
I've shelved my rage for too long,
Investing my drive in diffuclty and uncertainty.
I'm tired of being tired.
I'm tired of being bound to unstable elements.
Tired of unilateral ministrations.

Stunned! In a geek kind of way that is.

Taking a little break in my work today, I did some reading about yet another MVC framework that has exceptional performance yada yada yada. That framework is DooPHP. I'm pretty impressed with the performance actually though this is based on what they stated on their site. I couldn't get it to run on my system!

This prompted me to test against my idea of how an MVC approach should work. I ran apache bench (AB) against a fresh install of Codeignitor 1.7 as well as a local copy of Turbine Dump. I was only slightly surprised to find that the The Dump was a bit slower, but then it's connecting to a DB, performing sessions checking, and all kinds of other mumbo jumbo a completely written and functioning application would.

That said, I copied the app to a different directory and disabled all the bells and whistles. I was still doing all the needed includes, but instantiating nothing other then the base Pavelow factory class as well as the sessions class. Just enough (I felt) to have the Dump kick out a ye ole familiar "Hello World" line.

Benchmark time! I ran ab against each framework for 1000 request and a concurrency level of 5.

Now the good news is that the Harvested Framework I use (that i've been calling Leonidas) had an average test result of 4.20 seconds. Cool! 1000 returns from the site in 4.2 seconds? Yeah, I was feeling good.

Codeignitor (CI) turned out the same test with an average result of 8.58 seconds. Now this really isn't that bad when you consider two things.

1) Turbine Dump / Leonidas is actually a procedural MVC approach that relies on a OO Framework I wrote called Pavelow for it's DB, pagination, and error logging processes. CI OTOH is fully OO. That means a good deal of difference in instantiation overhead alone.

2) CI is about the best performing MVC framework out there with the exception of DooPHP (which or course prompted all of this). Others such as Symfony and Cake are positively behemoths. If you remeber or know what RISC and CISC stand for, Cake and Symfony are clearly CISC frameworks.

Anyway, I decided to start reloading and turning things back on to see how these affected performance. Here goes....

1) Just including Pavelow increased the average of the same test to 7.18 seconds! That's significant overhead for simply loading and parsing the files.

2) Including and instantiating the Pavelow Factory brought the test results up to 7.41 seconds.

2) Now it starts to get ugly! Adding the DB Sessions class alone (but no instantiation) shot the average test result up to 12.65 seconds!!!!! This doesn't even include instantiation. Just parsing overhead! Thankfully, instantiation overhead only resulted in additional 1 second (13.86 to be exact). And thankfully yet again, an op-code cache is going to kill this kind of performance penalty.

To put a point on how significant the penalty of the DB Sessions class is, my inclusion of it is essentially my including just one file. OTOH, when including the Pavelow core, it also includes 7 other classes! That said, the up front penalty of parsing all 8 classes is still far below that of DB Sessions. It really does look like I'm going to have to write a db sessions component into Pavelow.

But all of the above said, I can now see that if I ever formalize Leonidas into a package fit for distribution, it'll stomp the OO frameworks in terms of performance.

A Song of Kings

I am I!
Alone in the night time of life
and hurdling forward
faster then all others

I entered alone
and shall die alone
I shall only live once in this earth
and die only once on this earth in this earth
so I shall rule this earth
till the end of this one time.

Business certainly is business

This is a rant about those of you doing web development. In particular those of "US" who code more then we design and like to work with others that do the design part. I'm sure there are a good number of you out there that are aware of what I'm talking. I'm also sure that fewer of you are fully aware to the fullest degree of just how much pain this can entail.

In my particular case, the issue has everything to do with being unequally yoked. LOL. I, the developer code geek type guy (yeah, right) working with someone that is a designer first, and in spite of whatever he claims to be after that, is still a designer. Now that by itself may not be such a bad thing, but we're not talking about "by itself here". We're talking about a semi-official business partnership where the result of our work is money right?

So let me just get straight to the heart of this issue. This guy doesn't know enough about anything to call himself a web developer or web designer. He just isn't . He can make some pretty pictures. I'll certainly give him that, but the buck stops hard right there.

You know what, I'm just just going to create a list of things that suck.

• Knowing Dreamweaver DOES NOT MAKE YOU A WEB DEVELOPER!!!!!! This is by far the most important thing on this list. Positioning in this case is important.
  


• You don't start work until the specs and design are set in stone! Doing otherwise is nothing short of lunacy.
  


• The client has no business being able to screw around with stuff while you are building it. None whatsoever. All this does is send the signal to noise ratio through the roof.
  


• Nobody works on the code while the developer is building it. Doing so is, yup, you guessed it. Lunacy!
  


• Programmers DON'T TASK SWITCH!!!!! Expecting them to do so shows ignorance and a general lack of experience.
  


• If you made the design, YOU FIX IT!! Don't expect me or any other programmer that knows better to come back and try to dig through that Dreamweaver crap. It's your creation. Handle it!
  


• And don't ever try to tell a programmer how long things should take. For those of you out there that think web sites take two weeks, pull your head out of your arse. It's clear that you don't know enough to realize that you don't know enough. Those sites that have been thrown up in two weeks, all smelly and stuff, are based on huge, slow, kludges called frameworks. Very difficult to extend and they don't scale well. You won't find one site out there that is doing significant traffic and relying on crap like Joomla. And when I say "significant", I'm referring to sites that are running load balanced and fault tolerant clusters.
  

Moral of the story kids? Always make sure you are dead certain what you're getting in bed with.

The sow harvest gap

It certainly is a tough thing when you can see the goodness of things to come, but they aren't coming fast enough to help. I'm in this gap right now. It sucks!

Juxtapositions

As low so high Elvaleethia
I chatted today with the Dragonfly
and hints of those old things reappeared
Paintings by those azure scopes
That starstruck glance
Those days will not come again
fleeting, watery, and long cherished
The sun caressing us
The ocean soothing us
The sand cradling us

Funny that

Something that was said in this video....

... reminds me of how I felt when motorcycling.

"The things that appeared extremely important to you yesterday when you left your office will seem unimportant when you land your plane."

Thanx Bruce!

You know, it's becomming more and more obvious as I get older that a lot of the stuff I've learned from others, via publications of some sort, TV or online news media, or even just message boards or word of mouth, IS CRAP! Furthermore, it's consistent across knowledge domains as well. Programming, History or Geo-Politics, and even high performance engine development. We are most often started down a path or direction that is essentially a line of thought only to find that it's only part true and in some cases causes patterns of thought or understanding that is detrimental to further development or growth in that area. (Dayum brah!)

Ultimately, this boils down to the source of the information. This was really brought home to me in a big way just a moment ago while re-discovering my love for Artima.com (I'm not a Java guy, but good converstaion about coding is just plain good for you!) and reading a recent post by Bruce Eckel. In it, he explains succinctly what has been kind of hazy around the fringes of my thoughts via an experience he had. In short, his attitude about the language C++ was largely the
result of James Gosling and others responsible for the creation of the language Java.

...many people jump to the conclusion that C++ was badly designed, which is far from the truth.

Java fed this perception with its cavalier attitude about language design. I've written about this in Thinking in Java and in many weblogs, so longtime followers already know that Java tweaked me the wrong way from the start, because of the dismissive attitude of Gosling and the language designers.

... and ...

I have no idea how much this formative experience with Gosling influenced my later feelings about his work, but the fact that the attitude about C++ was "we looked at it and it sucked so we decided to whip out a language of our own" didn't help.

Accepting the fact that sometimes our information is tainted by the source, we have to then realize that perhaps there is something in us that causes to rest on what we've been given and follow it into the ditch so to speak. What

is it or why is it that we can't be open enough to at least re-appraise what it is we believe or have been told? Large swaths of our population as Americans suffer from this, as well as the entire world. I initially believed that is was simply a question of temperment (some being more open to introspection and self improvement) but I now for a fact that temperment and socialization play big parts in this. How many scientists or inventors have been hindered by Societies, Committees, or Councils with "The World is Flat!" type attitudes? How many of these have gone to their graves without their due honor thanks to these associations of clowns? If you really look into this, you'll find the number is pretty damn high and spread across a good many disciplines. Even war planning and doctrine suffered from this. General LeMay's insistence during WWII that daylight bombing with huge squadrons of B-17's and B-24's would continue to be the way forward was far from the truth. Especially considering that pilots that were actually doing the fighting came to realize that the job could be done with more efficiency and less loss of life by servicing more
targets with Fighter Bombers. This was the very recommendation of General Robin Olds and others during WWII that was scoffed at by the deaf "Flat Earthers", but later accepted as doctrine at a point later in time. How many lives would have been saved had LeMay and others just listened?

Obviously, collections of people that no longer question their knowledge sources are a detriment to society and human endeavor as a whole.

I've encountered this in the high performance community regarding Somender Singh's discovery that grooving quench pads in combustion chambers can dramatically increase turbulence and improve fuel burn to nearly 100% (!) with the side effects of engine oil lasting 5 to 10 times longer, no detonation, and lowered emissions. In spite of this being verified not only by experience from people like me that have actually tried it, but also independent engineers that have tested his claims and found them to be true, there remains a huge flock of derisive zealots that refuse to accept what has been found. In other words, they are clinging to some line of thought that is wrong REGARDLESS OF BEING PRESENTED WITH EVIDENCE TO THE CONTRARY!

This is a downright amazing thing to witness.

I can't help but wonder how much further along or how much things would be different if guys like Babbage, Tesla, Singh, Ataturk, Whittle, Olds, and so on, were listened too WHEN THEY ACTUALLY FIRST HAD OR DEVELOPED THEIR IDEAS.

Getting back on track, how does one avoid not letting themselves become closed to the truth, however it may come? Are you really honest enough to yourself to wonder if you have it wrong or believe it wrong? Do you dismiss other out of hand instead of really considering what is they say?

You HAVE TO BE AN ACTIVE PARTICIPANT in your quest for knowledge! It's a must. If you rest on what's been handed to you, I'm positive you'll find yourself in a ditch. Now this isn't to say that nobody is to be believed, but those worthy of your attention will suffer your questions. And even more so if they do it with a kind attitude.

The list grows

To the list of historical figures that can truly be considered great and worthy of mention, I must add Gazi Mustafa Kemal Ataturk. Talk about kickin' some arse, this was the man!

I'm sure most of you won't bat an eye reading this.

Some thoughts

There is never an excuse to do wrong.
Not a one.
If you feel the need to do wrong, it's compulsion.
If you feel you have a reason, you are lying to yourself
and it's just in you to do bad.
So if you plan to do bad, at least be honest about you're reasoning,
or what's driving you.

The other option is to stand up to what's wrong
because you're standing up for what's right. Perhaps it's not easier said then done, but it's worth the effort and it's worth it to not cause pain to yourself or anyone else.

You've got be kidding me!

I just stumbled on to this.

Uhhh....., isn't that "unused portion" called the Duodenum?

WTF!?!?

I can't say what the Flabbergaster Eagle said, but....

...somebody shoot me please.

Turbine Dump top tip: Make sure business partners are on the same level of understanding and ability you are. IF YOU FAIL TO DO THAT at least take comfort in the fact that suicide is a way out.

And BTW you would be counselors, stewards of my well being, this is closer to the reason FB, and indeed everything, ****'EN SUCKS!

But alas, this is just frustration. A couple of rounds with the Planet Smasher and I'll be just fine. :-)

Soon

Ahh yes, this feels like a new dawning
It feels like some people just can't let go
It feels like I'm letting go

I'll soon be cut

Ahh yes, my spirit knows this is that true thing
That fighting thing
That breaking through the shell that all plants must do

I'll soon be lean

Ahh yes, the morning is nigh
And after a long eve of labor
And after a long eve of resolution

I know I'll soon be good

Home

My home is high and bright
Distant
A speck in the Azure and cumulous
I long to be there
Alone as I have always been
And always will be
In this Earth
And in this aeon
The love I seek is the next age
After the planet stops
And things vibrate anew
And all complexities are held on high and cherished

Historical lessons un-taught

My meanderings into history and various historical figures in particular seems to suggest that not all populations are READY for the positives these figures bring. But of course, we are too mired in the quagmires of political correctness and the divisive self interest of almost all sub-groups whether they be social, ethnic, religious, or political to accept long term positive change, much less recognize it when we see it.

But hey! What do I know?

Simon in Peru

When a man writes is it with the intent that it will be remembered in time? Is this the reason a man writes? I've never believed that. However, I should qualify that statement, or perhaps restate it and say "I don't believe that a man who writes only to be remembered will ever write something worth remembering!"

That said, I am always moved when I read something worthy of remembrance. I recently came across the below while reading of Simon Bolivars' trials in Peru. He was obviously in a rather dark place and managed to express his feelings in a way that's just plain amazing, tho it may be a bit loquacious for modern tastes. ;-)

Until now I have fought for liberty: in future I will fight for my glory, no matter what it costs. My glory now consists in ruling no more and in thinking of nothing but myself: I have always had this intention but it increases progressively by the day. My years, my ill health, and my disillusion with all the dreams of youth prevent me from taking any other way. The presence of another person kills me: I live amongst the tress of this miserable place on the coast of Peru and I have become a misanthrope overnight. But you must understand that I am not depressed, and this loathing for people and society does not come from a physical cause or from an personal trouble, but from a conviction deep within me. Ambition, says Rousseau, guides men when they reach the age of forty, and I have reached that age. But my ambition has died. I have nothing to hope for and everything to fear. Observe the breakdown in human affairs. At all times the works of men have been ephemeral but in our day they are like the emerging embryo that dies before it even develops. On all sides I hear the sounds of disaster. My ear is one of catastrophes. Everything comes life and dies before my eyes as though struck by lightning. Everything passes and I would be a fool to flatter myself that I can stand firm in the midst of so many upheavals, in the midst of so much destruction, the the midst of the moral subversion of the world. No, my friend, that cannot be! Since death has not decided to take me under it's protective wings, I must hurry to hide my head in the midst of oblivion and silence, before I am struck by blows from heaven and reduced to dust, to ashes, to nothingness. It would be madness on my part to watch the storm and fail to take shelter... Everyone falls, struck by be disgrace, or disaster. Can I remain standing? Impossible. I too must fall.

Feel free to return to your romance novels now.

And yet more bad code!

I guess it really doesn't matter where the code comes from or how high tech their name sounds. Most of it is just plain bad! I'm now staring down the pipe of more headache with an absolutely terrible code base that reads like a collection of ALL of PHP's (and development in general) bad practices.

Coding is the one place where all of it's practitioners need to be like Monk. That's because all code needs to be well ordered, commented, and laid out. Otherwise, nothing is efficient and nothing is easy to work with. When your guests come over and need towels for the shower do you just say, "Oh they're somewhere back there" with a dollop of uninterested hand waving? More often then not (assuming you care), you tell them where they can find it. Even it it's just "In the closet next to the bathroom", it's a good bet that your closet (once again assuming you actually care) is well ordered enough that Jane Guest can just open it and quickly grok what's going on.

Now I don't claim to be the best or know the most (but I do like my stuff!) but perhaps I should start charging what some of these tossers are for chucking out that crap code. After all...

a) The cream rises to the top.
b) In order to be cream, you must first believe you are cream!

OK.... End rant.

Dealing in a sea of noise

"What is that supposed to mean"?

"Nothing".

I don't really care much for his politics (In particular, his foreign policy), but you have to admit that this is just downright cool. Are there any reasons we can't relax while working at world domination?

Your embed code here!

More bad code woes

And it's not my code this time either. I've been working with Opencart on the behalf of a client and it's really turned out to be a pain in the arse. Much more so then I expected. I initially thought it was fantastic by virtue of it's MVC approach, but jumping into it has really left scratching my head in areas.

But rather then really go in to details, I'm going to complain about one thing that makes less sense then any of the other odditities. In particular, it's how it handles options for products and especially how it updates them. The update method in the model actually deletes the rows in the database then re-inserts all of them regardless of their being any changes. This is an extremely brain dead algorithm and makes extending the feature a trip to hell.

Oh well. Life is going to suck for the rest of this evening.

MVC Frameworks and the softer sex

Thanx to one of Terry Chays' funny comments on Twitter, I got to thinking about Frameworks and women.

Andrei was right. Rails has women in it. I'm switching!

To which I repsonded....

Are you sure those are the kind of women you want? Big, slow, cumbersome, and overly complex?

I'm sure the hordes are rising from the altar even now to reign death upon me.

Anyway, what kind of women would you want anyway? Seriously! One that is big, slow, cumbersome, powerful, did I say slow, not very approachable, and uselessly complex or one that is lean, powerful, fast, easy to get to know and complex when need be(!!!)?

If your framework is one of the larger folk that's constantly returning to the salad bar to pack on more, errr....., features, well there you go.

Personally, I prefer the one that carries only what it needs. Yeah, I'll take the fitness model framework anyday. Codeigniter comes very very close to that in my opinion. However, a harvested procedural MVC (without the 'M') would be tops. I'll finish mine one day. ;-)

Ain't this the truth

An importahnt scientific innovation rarely makes its way by gradually winning over and converting its opponents: it rarely happens that Saul becomes Paul. What does happen is that the opponents grdually die out and that the growing generation is familiarized with he idea from the beginning.

--Max Planck

Only Lakewood

Today is a good day
I am losing faith in the objective and it's unbearable lightness
For I desire not what the eye see's.
Only Lakewood

And the systems purr with the song of my soul
Alone for evermore
translated into the wailing of my engines
and shaking with pure rage
I will not plumb the depths of sorrow again
for an unfounded frag
My heart shall see darkness again for
Only Lakewood

What thought you of that impulsive decision wreaking of temerity
Would our mission cool your bad ways?
Or do you still desire those empty deeds?
The promise requires for more then you've given.
And the promise promises it is losing energy!
For I can no longer expose my heart to a bad position
and risk it harm for anything other then
Only Lakewood

Absolutely amazing!

One of the regulars where I work told me that she was an English major. When I pressed why she chose that field of study, she mentioned being a writer. Of course, I had to read something. What I found is absolutely amazing! It's below.

A Native Land

Above these thorns of primrose
How neatly our shadows
Rise and fall
Like waves surfing
The ocean's incoming tide
The scorched night brings the abandonment
Of malignant consequence

I never knew the depths
Of your golden valleys
Hidden crevasses conquered
By migrant pilgrims
To rest in the fields
Of wheat in my womb

Tangerine lips press
And bring dimension
Upon this festering curiosity
Like coming home
To a native land
Your pale inbred hands
Faithfully pervade
The continent of my mind
Because it is not your own

So eager to lose ourselves
In the honey-thick gravity
Of love so new
The only limb of experience
Youth's warrior to an endless dawn
Two tangled bodies
Bruise the patient sky
A yellow shiver
Ripping the smooth night
With its edgy spine

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Her name is Christine, but I only know her old last name from her marriage, which is Long.

The page where this is printed is at http://www.muse-apprentice-guild.com/spring_2006/pantanos_poets/christine_long.html

Enjoy!

Ever so lightly

Pacific Station
I am aloft and systems nominal
Shed no tears in the short term for I sleep with speed
My heart cradled in his arms
His words, the foundation of the universe
My spirit shivers with glee every so lightly

And to that space between the storms I declare,
"There is nothing greter then the Word!"
Radiating outwards from that small space
That big mystery
The husbandmen of our bond,
Dearest Dunya
The author of our life together
And as the author of our life together, our purring,
which as man and wife in the deepest of night
stokes the unseen fires of our spirits
and shakes the world ever so lightly

So the court of the Pacific BG's
It is with trepidation that I speed to our meet
My heart alive with that underpinning energy
That field rejected by the world
I come with engines alight in an effort to bleed energy
To present my bond
Whose seed has worked it's way into my heart
and shaken my world
more then ever so lightly

Cartweaver is crap

How people can charge for that is beyond me.

OMGWTF!!!!!

Kitterus Maximus is dead! Long live Kitterus Maximus!

SYL

First off, this song does not speak for my views on anything OK?



If you can appreciate it, good. Otherwise, spare me the feedback.

Chapter 11

"She's setting you up for a bug!"

"I know", replied BDKR, now once again visibly agitated and somewhat tired looking. "You know, I'm kind of glad to be honest with you. The bigger truth is that I'm hurt to the core because I comitted absolutely. But what else can a brother do eh? I'm really tempted to put her in the drink, but I'm sure that will bend noses up down the chain. The best thing for me to do is bug out as well."

"And that makes you feel how?", Anviyell asked somewhat softly knowing that Bell was not in the best of places.

"Energetic. Full with rage. Ready to go out for a fight. Whatever." That distant calm look returning to his face. Only those small hints of moisture at the corners of his eyes betraying his feelings.

A couple of moments passed. They watched as the clouds moved slowly by beneath their feet and the sound of the starboard fan took the edge off their existence. The ocean far below and what could only be imagined below it's surface.

"Suckers Song?", Anvil asked with a soft kind smirk.

"Straight up! But trust me, I am no longer struggling with my own stick!!!! She has to follow me".

That flash of anger and tinge of growl in his voice told Anvil everything he needed to know. He was done with San, and ever more than that, he would be the leader that he and Lakewood needed more then anything else in the world at this time.

It's been some time since I've been around

And there is a hell of a lot to say!

But that will just have to wait.