Petr Rockai: looking back
Looking Back
The past year has very much changed my life. A long time ago
(around the beginning of this year) I have written that I have met
Lucy. That happened over a year ago. In fact, it is just few weeks
since it was a year. Lucy wrote me a beautiful letter at that time,
picturing some of the moments in our life. I am very grateful for
that letter. I am also much happier ever since I met her. Of
course, there were problems (and there are problems)… None the
less, life is fairly easy, and I am staggering on the path to
becoming a better person. Lucy is a great help in that respect.
Many things have straightened out over that year. A few got a
little more wrinkled, but often due to smiles and seldom due to
frowns.
I have also mostly fixed the long-standing issue of a place to
sleep and live in Brno, having recently moved in. I now live near
the school (~15 minute walk, maybe less when in a little hurry),
more or less in the city centre, with great connectivity to most of
the places I need to visit. The previous place is just too remote
for me. The new one is also a better building, or so I think, not a
concrete-and-iron from-a-single-template building so typical of the
socialist era, but solid brick building with high ceilings and
thick walls. And it gives a much homelier feeling too.
And what am I doing lately? Well, day job and school (both study
and TA and research) take a fair amount of time, the rest I divide
among Lucy, friends, learning to play the recorder, reading,
writing and the many other things I (try to) do. I have even
started to practice embouchure and breathing with an oboe (double)
reed (and also with Lucy’s instrument). The idea is that i have the
intention to get a bassoon (which is a double-reed as well) and
start to learn and practice. And I also hope, that the practice
from oboe will give me a head start to that. Maybe even that I
could play both. I know that I won’t ever become a very good
player, but I want to at least try. And I want to have some fun
with it, too (it is great to be able to play an instrument, however
impractical the woodwinds are, e.g. compared to guitar, which is
probably much more social… one day, I may learn that too, though;
wink). I still believe that with enough determination, i
could become a semi-decent amateur. Call me foolish if you like,
that is how I am.
I have also considered blogging technicalities, and I probably
will, if i find the time for that. It may also help me sorting
things out. Probably need to consult the various people I work
with, what they think about that, though.
Some of you might notice that I've been somewhat inactive as a
Debian developer or hacker in general for a while. There were
several reasons, but at least one of my free-time-suckers these
days has been
I've been procrastinating writing about my Boston trip, for no particular
reason.
A bunch of us went to the Boston Ubuntu Developer Summit (in Cambridge,
actually) for work purposes. We currently derive from the Long Term Support
releases, and Hardy Heron is going to be an LTS, so I wanted us to get more
involved directly, particularly at this stage of the game, rather than after
it's already a done thing.
Anyway, the reason I'm writing this in the "Debian" category is I found the
whole thing to be totally awesome. Debian should do something similar.
Rather than being a conference, this was essentially a week of 1-2 hour
small-group meetings to discuss various features for Hardy. I thought it
worked pretty well. I'd never seen
After a really crazy weekend in which it looked like I wasn't able to set up NAT[1], I went to work with the gear and tested the exact same thing I did at home and it worked without a glitch.
I just released version 0.24 of
Disclaimer: splashscreens should be avoided and programs should start faster. Some programs are just too slow so a splash screen is needed.
Wouldn’t it be cool if all programs that showed splashscreens actually showed a splash matching the same theme as your desktop environment and your display manager?
This might going to happen. Besides OOo, amarok and the gimp, which other programs uses splash screens? And where do they store their splash screens?
Artists: This is also your clue to consider it. I don’t have much artist skills, but I have some ideas for the implementation. To show off something, I can start here:
I'll be in New York State for the second half of this coming week. On
Thursday, I'll be in New York City giving a talk as part of a
interdisciplinary colloquium discussing free software and structured
around
This is another case of a udev rule that took over an hour to figure out,
and now seems very clear and obvious. Which probably means it won't next
time I need it.
I have a bunch of USB to serial adapters, all using pl2303, all so cheap
that there's no product ID or any way to tell them apart. This is cheaper
than buying actual console server hardware nowadays. So how to know which
ttyUSB* device is hooked up to what? The solution is to use the USB bus ID,
which corresponds to the usb port the device is plugged into. My
Yesterday I bought a laptop for a friend, who also asked me to install Linux
on it. Since she's not computer-savvy at all, I opted for an Ubuntu. I provide
here a short description of the hardware and what to expect regarding
compatibility for anyone about to buy one of these.
Hardware description
Dear Lazyweb,
After several years without regular physical activity, I resumed it last summer by running 3 or 4 times a week. I still have to write down how good this can be, and how good it has been for my health (from 82kg down to 75kg is already a good result, imho)..
Anyway, I'm currently trying to find some software to log my running activity, to keep track of at least the distance I run (which can range from 4km during the week up to 16km, my current record, during week-ends), the time I spent running and the path I followed (I'm lucky enough to live close to forests, country and have numerous choices for my running loops....anough to nearly never reproduce the very same path).
In fact, this activity is now enough a challenge for me (how long can I run? After all, I'm now not that far from the semi-marathon.....but the last kilometers may be hard) and I feel some need to track it down.
So, is there something around for doing this? "apt-cache search" was silent about this but I may have used the wrong keywords.

Best wishes to everyone in the Free Software community for the new year Vikari (VS 2064)
Diwali/new year this time was kind of anticlimatic compared to last year when we were actually in India. It is cold and gloomy in
I have just come back from a half week stay at the Hilton Indian
Lakes resort (which is the second time in a month that I have
stayed at a golf resort and club and proceeded to spend 9 hours a
day in a windowless conference room). On Thursday night, an ex
Chicago native wanted to show us the traditional Chicago pizza
(which can be delivered, half cooked, and frozen, via Fed-Ex,
anywhere in the lower 48). Google Maps to the rescue! One of the
attendees had a car, and we piled in and drove to the nearest
pizzeria. It was take out only. We headed to the next on the list,
again to be met with disappointment; since making the pizza takes
the best part of an hour, and we did not want to be standing out in
a chilly parking lot while they made out pizza. So, I strongly
advocated going to Tapas Valencia instead, since I have
never had tapas before.
Somewhat to our disappointment, they served tapas only as an
appetizer, and had a limited selection; so we ended up ordering one
tapas dish (I had beef kabobs with a garlic horseradish sauce and
caramelized onions), and my very first paella (paella valencia),
with shrimp, mussels, clams, chicken, and veggies. We ate well, and
headed back to the hotel. As we parked, and started for the gate, I
realized I no longer had my wallet with me so back to the
restaurant we went. The waiter had not found the wallet. Nor had
the busboy. The owner/hostess suggested perhaps it was in the
parking lot? So we all went and combed the parking lot once,
twice.
At this point I am beginning to think about the consequences I
can t get home, because I can t get into the airport, since I have
no ID. I have no money, but Judy can t wire the money to me via
western union because I have no ID. I need money to buy greyhound
tickets to get home on a bus and then there is the cancelling
credit cards, etc. Panic city.
While I was on my fourth circuit of the parking lot, the owner
went back and checked the laundry chute. I had apparently
carelessly draped the napkin over my wallet when paying the tab,
and walked away and the busboy just grabbed all the napkins,
wallet and all, and dumped it down the chute. Judy suggests I carry
an alternate form of ID and at least one credit card in a
different location than my wallet for future trips.
If that was not excitement enough, yesterday, I got on the plane
home, uneventfully enough. We took off, and I was dozing
comfortably, when there were two loud bags, and the plane juddered
and lister to the port. There was a smell of burning rubber, and we
stopped gaining altitude. After making a rough about turn with the
left wing down, the pilot came on the intercom to say We just lost
our left engine, and we are returning to O Hare. We should be in
the ground in two minutes . Hearing the in , a guy up front
started hyperventilating, and his wife was rubbing his back. My
feelings were mostly of exasperation, I had just managed to get
myself situated comfortably, and now lord only knows when we would
get another aircraft. When we landed, the nervous dude reached over
and kissed his wife like he had just escaped the jaws of death. And
he asked if any of us knew statistics, and if we were fine now. (I
was tempted to state that statistics are not really predictive, but
hey). It was all very pretty, with six fire engines rushing over
and spraying us with foam and all. When we got off the plane the
nervous dude headed straight to some chairs in the terminal, and
said his legs would not carry him further. He did make it to the
replacement plane later, though.
Turns out it was a bird flying into the engine that caused the
flameout. Well, at least I have a story to tell, though it delayed
getting home by about three hours.

Finally, the first university admission test is tomorrow, or in numbers: in 14 hours.
The search for the 