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Much Todo About Some Things

In the wake of Puppetcamp Edinburgh, which was jolly nice, I emitted about half a screen of rambling on one of the work IRC channels as a set of notes for future selves (pun very much intended). This is something I do rather a lot, because obviously it’s impossible to perform any sort of useful thinking in an open-plan office filled with cheery sorts who Want Things Now. The drive/ride home is also a time for sudden and Hoffman-like inspirations.


Whatever I wrote has vanished off the end of the scrollback, so I’ll have to make it all up again.