Missives from the 6th Floor

I've spent way too much time fighting with my tool-chain at work lately while spelunking some unnecessarily complex legacy code to add functionality. Trying to debug multiple processes simultaneously in Visual Studio 2k5 likes to hang the IDE (but has the nice property of pausing both the client and server when a breakpoint is hit), and there's a commonly bitched about bug in Visual Studio that annoys the living hell out of me each and every day that really got under my skin today.

And we've been in Iraq for five years, at the cost of thousands of dead, tens of thousands of wounded, and over seven-hundred and fifty-two billion dollars[1], and the best our president can say is it's taken longer and been more costly than he (sic) anticipated. The random people being interviewed by NPR at protests sounded more cogent than the elected leader of the free world.

And I did something to my right wrist and it's bugging me something fierce. I had some issues with it several months ago, but after adjusting my workstation and switching to a new mouse I'd been doing pretty well of late. I suspect it was the ill-advised striking of my desk the last time my home machine locked up. Turns out the desk is significantly harder than my hand. (That was the moment I decided I was done nursing the failing hardware.)

So I'm sitting here with a glass of Talisker remembering the friend who gave me the bottle while I was in SF accepting his resignation (hey Matt).

Dawnise is out at a ladies motorcycle thing at a local bike shop with one of my co-workers, which is probably just as well, 'cause I don't think I'm very good company at the moment...

Update: It looks like this will solve my focus-follows-mouse + autoraise problem with visual studio, at least initial testing on my notebook seems positive. I'll give it a go at work tomorrow and see how it does.