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Oh yes! Postcrete - ready mixed, you put water in first, add the mix and walk away ...
There are those that swear by Metposts, but I find them a pain - they hit a rock (and we have a lot of them) and the stop dead, or they twist going in and the posts don't line up properly.
I still have my post mallet to remind me why I never use it ...
Sent from my Amstrad PC 1640
Never throw anything away, Griff
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
AntiTwitter: @DalekDave is now a follower!
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I have an old iron metpost lying about that I use to make holes for poles as I don't have an earth drill
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Between 4 and 5 hours of garden work and around 20 minutes trying to refill the nylon of the grass trimer with a newer and dicker one (last one was breaking every few steps and I got almost nothing done)
M.D.V.
If something has a solution... Why do we have to worry about?. If it has no solution... For what reason do we have to worry about?
Help me to understand what I'm saying, and I'll explain it better to you
Rating helpful answers is nice, but saying thanks can be even nicer.
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I'll bet sitting on a solderein g iron isn't the same as sitting on a bicycle. Please be sure to file a report on that comparison!
CQ de W5ALT
Walt Fair, Jr., P. E.
Comport Computing
Specializing in Technical Engineering Software
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Oh, I dunno - the seat is about the same width and level of comfort ...
Sent from my Amstrad PC 1640
Never throw anything away, Griff
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
AntiTwitter: @DalekDave is now a follower!
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Many month later (on the home project) still on the curve operation algorithm..
Thought I nailed it with shape-shape intersection, but it turns out Union is causing me more grief...
I find it hard to continue... sigh...
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Maybe give yourself a week or two off the project.
It's not rare that inspiration strikes when I have some distance from a knotty problem I am trying to solve.
When you come back to it you might find the solution falls into place
“That which can be asserted without evidence, can be dismissed without evidence.”
― Christopher Hitchens
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GuyThiebaut wrote: Maybe give yourself a week or two off the project.
It's not rare that inspiration strikes when I have some distance from a knotty problem I am trying to solve.
When you come back to it you might find the solution falls into place
Yeah, I often find that when I make no progress, if I stop working on the project for a week or two,. I quite often find no reason to progress further.
CQ de W5ALT
Walt Fair, Jr., P. E.
Comport Computing
Specializing in Technical Engineering Software
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I have experienced that the algorithm works for twenty four cases, but fails for the twenty fifth case. When the algorithm is made to work for the twenty fifth case, it fails for the seventh case. Then, it is like back to square one. But, experience also says that persistence pays.
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I need some kind of brain / motivation thingy thing..
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just my two cents motivating you
M.D.V.
If something has a solution... Why do we have to worry about?. If it has no solution... For what reason do we have to worry about?
Help me to understand what I'm saying, and I'll explain it better to you
Rating helpful answers is nice, but saying thanks can be even nicer.
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if (scenario == 7)
{
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else if (scenario == 25)
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else
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What about 42? That is the question!
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Here's a rabbit to chase (courtesy deMorgan):
not-A union not-B == not (A intersection B)
I presume negation is trivial. So if you have intersection solved, you get union for free.
Cheers,
Peter
Software rusts. Simon Stephenson, ca 1994. So does this signature. me, 2012
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mmm.....
henceforth
A union B = not (not-A intersection not-B)
Interesting idea I didn't think of...
not-A is not quite trivial.. but I can approximate it by constraining the universe to a common containing box...
mm.. have to think of it
Holes becomes solid island that I still have to unionize...
I think there is some trivial bug in my find contour algorithm.... Trying to get back into it...
Maybe I am just getting old?
That was some fun, easy, and rewarding this morning to refactor my IoC/Activator utility !
Ho well...
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Damn those scrollbars that ruin your focus!
I wish there were some way to make them disappear!
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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I could never drive a car with such an awful registration number.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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I was never a Ford fan, my father (who was a car mechanic) always said "It's not refined technology", and it also seems that Henry Ford had anti-semitic symphaties. But all that was a long time ago of course and on my last holiday in Italy I even rented a Ford Focus and must say that it was a fine driving experience.
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Henry Ford is dead.
Anyway, I find "refined technology" to be an interesting description. The meaning seems a bit fluid at times.
Sometimes it means simplified (as in perfected for a task), and sometimes it means advanced (as in the opposite of simple)
Refined is the opposite of crude. But Crude and simple isn't the same thing.
If "not refined" is the same as crude, I will have to disagree.
Ford has always been masters of simplification though.
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After some bout of refactoring where I spent some time updating one of my old and trusty utility class to be yet even (significantly) more simple, elegant and functional... I started to idly wonder...
Did it happen to you that a coworker refactored some (large amount?) of your code, with the announced purpose to "make it more simple" (no new functionality, just improvement). Yet when you look at the result (honestly and deeply, not just a quick reaction and disgusted look) you find it way more convoluted, messy, broken, confusing, etc?
Just wondering!
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The hell with cow orkers. I do it to my own code all the time.
Software rusts. Simon Stephenson, ca 1994. So does this signature. me, 2012
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Quote: Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
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