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Heads up to the Volity-curious: I have begun work on the Volity Developer's Guide (Perl edition). Look for it in the next few weeks. I don't expect to be done with it before my vacation... but I hope to start this vacation very soon. It depends on things going rightly at work, and I don't want to say anything yet, but I'm hopeful. (I know that this sounds like what I've written before, about work. I suppose that I'm hoping to banish naivete through vagueness. Ask me again next week...)

If you are (or would like to be) among my brave cadre of first-wave programmers, and you haven't yet read the design outline, please do so when you get the chance. Though a some of the details have slid a bit since I wrote that in December, all the core concepts remain the same, and it will be good to have surface familiarity of how the system works by the time you start a-hacking.

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Still no Mac, though I've paid for it (mostly) by now. The university computer store is open only during school hours, and I haven't been able to escape work at all lately, not even with a work-from-home day. I hope to be able to rescue it on Monday morning.

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The novelty of taking a free shuttle to work (after a 20-minute walk from my house to the main Harvard campus) has gone away, especially after this morning, when I missed said shuttle twice, in the rain. (It may have been a different story were I an early riser, when the shuttles are frequent. Unfortunately, the late-morning shuttle is as lazy as I, breezing through every half hour or so.)

A plan forms: buy a city map, then investigate routes to work. An orker recently showed me his secret ninja parking place... only a 15-minute walk away from the office! (In a Jamaica Plain residential area.) I wasn't really impressed at the (basically nonexistent) time savings over my shuttle + walk route, but I think there are days when the convenience of having my own departure schedule would be nice. So, if the mood strikes me this weekend, here's something for me to do.

(This no doubt sounds strange to those who don't understand that there is no parking, where I work. I mean, literally: there is no place to legally leave your car on the street, and all the nearby garages are for the hospitals only. There is a little-known lot underneath the HMS campus, for employees... and it has a two-year waiting list.)

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Heretofore unmet LJ-friends, recently demystified:
jordanwillow, this evening, passing through town on her way to Texas, meeting a bunch of folks at the Diesel. (FOAFed via colorwheel, a couple of months ago.)
lyricon, a couple of weekends ago, phoning me out of the blue (out of Hawaii, actually) while waiting for her arm to un-krink'l. (Met through Looney Labs channels, around the time I moved from Maine.)