Sometimes you just have to COMMIT
July 31st, 2008
If I ever get married again, my wedding vows will be written in PL/SQL, with the honorable Larry Ellison presiding over the ceremony. I’m sure he’s gotten his ordination through the Universal Life Church by now.
START TRANSACTION
UPDATE life SET husband='matt', wife='annie';
Then Mr. Ellison would ask the crowd gathered at the event if there is any reason we shouldn’t be wed, and ROLLBACK; if so.
In the end marriage is about one thing, you just gotta COMMIT;.
If you didn’t understand a damn bit of that, you’re not nerdy enough, and should go learn about transactions, commits, and rollbacks.
Starbuck in Scary Stormy Wonderland
June 4th, 2008
I awoke to a waterfall coming down the back steps of my house, but by virtue of the floor drain that wasn’t a problem. Once I sured up everthing in the basement, it was off to work. I got another series of surprises, trees down and blocking Erie ave in front of the police station, and part of the intersection on delta… but it wasn’t until I navigated that particular obstruction that I came upon this sad sight. Two approximately 200 year old oak trees were ripped clean out of the ground, flip over on their sides. The size of the root ball alone was bigger than a large SUV. Look at the steps for scale.
And for the first time, I do youtube! I hope this goes well.
Video contains: little tree snapped off, bigger tree snapped off, exceptionally huge tree ripped out. Sorry for the rambling, please let me know if you want the next two minutes of your life back.
But wait, there’s another one down. This time a pine…
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The Alternate Truth
February 15th, 2008
Deep breath, roll with it. Alegro! Nota Bene: the following is fiction, hence the title!
Here I sit in ABS vent, pulse quickened, heart racing, stomach singing a song of discontent. I was disconnected, but now I’m back down on terra firma. Shaking, skin aflush. Sweaty, and my face leaving no doubt as to my state of mind; eyes half-open, lower lip still quivering and a bloody nose to boot. I think about how I must be so incredibly subverted from my original purpose, and stress induced nosebleeds — why is this happening to me?
Breath out, slowly. Don’t hold it in. More after the break.
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As most of you know, I’m a fairly new resident of Cincinnati. I came from State College, PA and Penn State a few months ago. Of course, the State of Ohio has to have their fingers in my business (as if Ohio State wasn’t pain enough) in the form of registration required for my four-wheeled child, the 4Runner. No worry, I figure - I’ve got proof of insurance, a passport and a birth certificate in my war chest for this particular sortie. Boy was I wrong.
A blow-off valve, in short, allows the turbocharger in a turbocharged engine (forced induction, the pushing of air into the intake) to relieve pressure inside the turbo. Normally this pressure is vented back into the intake, but sometimes it’s sent out into the atmosphere as a noise maker. Some think it sounds cool, and I’m one of those people… Too bad it’s apparently illegal. Note that I think this is cool for high end use, not for you and your turbo civic or jetta. Humbug!
So what happens when someone stuffs a duck call on the end of valve, and that valve opens and vents pressure? You’ll have to watch below, I had a hell of a good laugh with this. Apparently so did variable! Courtesy of MDK!