The Economist published an article a couple of weeks ago¹ about how cash is replacing other forms of humanitarian aid, even in war zones. While suitably cautious, it also welcomed, as one might expect, giving people the freedom to make their own choices about what they needed and encouraging ent...

There are a few writers for whom I will read anything they care to offer. Rebecca Solnit is one of them. She never fails to delight me, both with the ways she builds a sentence and, even more so, the way she builds bridges between ideas. Somehow, River of Shadows had eluded me for a while, but the light it throws on the character of Muybridge and Leland Stanford and how their joint obsession ultimately gave rise to the movies is beyond fascinating.

Good on yer, George Monbiot. It takes courage to stomp on the straw man's feet of clay, or something. David Attenborough has had it coming for a long, long time.

Well, that was almost a disaster. I'm not too sure where most of the responsibility lies. Could be me, for not really understanding what I'm playing at. Could be the gitsync plugin for Grav, for allowing me to do stuff that I don't really understand. Whatever, although I was initially quite pleased with myself, that sweet satisfaction turned to ashes in my mouth this morning when I returned to the site to fix an error that had arisen in the meantime. Nothing, and I mean nothing, worked as it should. Almost five hours later, and it would have been much, much more if not for git, I'm back where I started before I embarked on this hubristic adventure.

I had help, most notably from Deleting your master branch by Matthew Brett. It wasn't the whole story, but it was enough to get me back on track. And from the Grav community, of course. Now that I am back where I want to be, I will resist the urge to tinker with my workflow for posting for a little longer.

Not quite a habit

Originally published 20-03-2008

Blue Girl asked: "Have you created your new habit yet?" And the truth is, "No, not quite". I was very tempted to skip today; late, tired, I could always backdate it tomorrow morning. A real habit would not have allowed that. And to be honest, i...