Gave up GoDaddy for DreamHost. (that’s a referral link). During the move, a lot of files may have been misplaced or even lost, links to certain pages may be dead, etc. I also haven’t updated the theme yet, so it’s back to WordPress default for a bit.
I saw the Signed Cookies in Django Middleware and looked around to see if something like that had been done in PHP. I didn’t see anything immediately – perhaps some of the frameworks have it buried in their docs somewhere?
So I put together a small class that handles cookie signing, and verification, for PHP.
It’s nothing very serious, and could probably be vastly improved – but I like going the route of “absolutely minimal”, so that you could quickly grab the concepts and put them to practice in whatever code-base you’re working on.
I’ll post the code very shortly, I promise. Can’t get to it at the moment.
Claymation Christmas Special – with Dinosaurs and California Raisins:
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00009WHRM/bookstorenow50-20
I watched this as a kid. “Waffle-ing” is forever burned in my mind. Like others, I remember that the sand/stained-glass scene was my least favorite. I wasn’t sure if anyone else had ever heard of or seen this.
I would rather ask my clients to spend their money wisely on things that will improve their business, than to waste it on hours of unnecessary development.
From Andy Clarke at Stuff and Nonsense.
I completely agree. The rest of the article is cool, too, by the way.
Being a programmer sometimes has interesting side-effects on every-day situations.
Today, for instance, I was doing a lot of automation related programming, and some basic shell scripting. Only the shell scripting was really out of the ordinary. I arrived home after work, and found a nice frozen treat to hold me over until the movies tonite. It’s instructions called for defrosting before cooking. My first instinct was to somehow script the microwave to defrost for a time, then immediately begin cooking.
It was almost reactionary to the thought of having to come back to the kitchen to interact with the microwave a second time.
Perhaps I’ve been working too hard?
