Resnick Was One

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I was going to write about my memories of the Challenger shuttle crash, and its anniversary today.

Turns out, I've written about it before.

There are very few people I would say I have ever aspired to be. Resnik was one.

The Effects of the Jumping of The Rope

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When one jumps the rope on the porch of The Farm, let's just say, Things Happen™.

Said things include:

1. Chickens fleeing the safety of the trees, away from the fwip, tap, fwip, tap, fwip, tap, fwip, tap, fwip, tap, fwip, tap of two jumps a second.

2. Bodily functions send Other Things™ downward.

There are other Things That Happen™, to be sure.

Such as, one becomes more adept at the jumping of the rope. I'm at 120 jumps a minute, I'm wondering if I can sustain the pace longer, or go faster.

git reset of a single file

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git reset will discard any local changes you have in the current branch you have checked out.

Sometimes, however, you want to reset a single file, not the whole branch. In this case, use checkout, but use the special "option" --, which is unix for "treat every argument after this point as a file name, no matter what it looks like."

# general case
git checkout HEAD -- [file]
 
# my specific case used ALL THE TIME
git checkout HEAD -- package-lock.json

The Thick Blue Line

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Years ago at some Rippit team dinner, I brought over my 10 cup mixing bowl, and proceeded to dump a bag of prewashed mixed greens, a chopped bell pepper, an entire avocado (also chopped), a pint of (yes, chopped) mushrooms, a handful of dried cranberries, and a few other things into the bowl. I then tucked the bowl under my arm, sat down on the couch, and started eating the salad. Keebler looked at me, at the bowl, at me, at the bowl, then said, "That's a big salad."

I was surprised. It was a normal sized salad for me.

It is not a normal sized salad for most people. It is a normal sized salad for four people, I suspect.

Mondays are Salad Nights, here at The Farm. Mom makes the most delicious salads on Monday nights, and I look forward to them.

They are also giant salads. Big. Huge. The size of my historically normal sized salads, in fact.

Eric, however, isn't quite the salad fan Mom and I are. As such, he requested Mom make him a smaller salad.

She didn't.

So, this week, to help her out, he put a cap on the size of his salad.

And marked it.

Let's just say, Mom didn't notice the line, shall we?

Or maybe, HAD OPINIONS about said line.

I, for one, really like the giant salads. They are "right-sized."

The Hanging Tree

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The Late Show

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