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: You don't even want to know what I spent all day doing. Oh man, it was painful. I was a nervous wreck by the time it was done. However, I FINALLY have the infrastructure needed to do all the semantic checking, and I have a good chunk of that code written from last time.

: That entry makes it sound like I spent yesterday as an unwilling contract killer or something. I spent yesterday tearing apart my abstract syntax tree and symbol table code and putting it back together again.

This compiler has more pointers than anything else I've ever written. And I mean that from the bottom of my heart.

Thanks to Celeste for calling me last night when I was a nervous wreck and talking me down.

: The phone rang at the appointed time today. Amazingly, it was for me.

:

The Condensed Story of the Third Secret of Fatima

ACT I

Pope John XXIII: In 1917, three Portuguese shepherd children were visited by the Virgin Mary and given three secrets. The first and second, which predicted World War II and the Bolshevik revolution in Russia, were made known to the Vatican in 1943. It's now 1960, and time to reveal the third secret. The envelope, please.

[Pope John XXIII opens the envelope and reads the secret.]

Pope John XXIII: Whoa, better let that one sit for a while.

[Pope John XXIII reseals the envelope.]

Panicked Masses: Rhubarb rhubarb, end of the world rhubarb, sex scandal rhubarb, too horrible to mention rhubarb.

ACT II

Vatican Secretary of State Cardinal Angelo Sodano: It's now 2000, and time to finally reveal the third secret of Fatima. The envelope, please.

[Cardinal Sodano opens the envelope and reads the secret.]

Cardinal Sodano: Ah! The secret speaks of the 1981 attempt on the life of his holiness John Paul II. Specifically, it speaks of 'a bishop clothed in white' who 'falls to the ground, apparently dead, under a burst of gunfire.'

Awe-struck Masses: Rhubarb rhubarb, power of prophecy rhubarb.

I think there's a lesson here for all of us.

: My timestamp is an hour early. Wonder what can be done about that.

How did I grow up calling Susanna silly names and never think of Soaky Susie?

: I hear that Battlefield Earth isn't very good.

: On the silly names for Susanna thread, a bit of prehistoric Leonardonics: the original names I called Susanna were "Moby", "Yummy Moby", and "Mo" (rare). They all came from a riddle in a book of dumb jokes given me to pass the time on a car trip. The question was something along the lines of "What's large, yellow, and stabbed at from Hell's heart by Captain Ahab, spat at for hate's sake with his last breath?" Obviously that wasn't the original question, but there may have been reference to Melville's masterwork. The answer was "Moby Banana". Susanna had a nickname (not a name-calling name) "Susanna Banana", so I started calling her Moby.

I have no idea where the "Yummy" in "Yummy Moby" came from; my only justification is that I said "yummy" a lot when I was a kid, probably more than I should have. I blame those motivational children's song tapes. Oh boy, I've got joy.


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