Oblomovka

2003-07-10»

More trailing-edge con watching. I'm spending more time observing the audience than the speakers, trying to overhear conversations that will give me a wider view of what's happening here. You can't keep track of everything, though. I'm most conscious of what I've missed. I've lost contact with the "whither open source in the enterprise" attendees - apart from Chris diBona, who is asking business model questions everywhere. The only bit of the corporate world I've heard about was various agog folk talking about a blistering Morgan Stanley talk on their internal Perl use. They described an amazing CPAN archive they maintain which has all the previous versions of the 280-so modules they use, all versioned so that their systems always use mods that are guaranteed to work with it. Plus all kinds of scary international desktop synchronisation over AFS. "They maintain a Perl system for 15000 programmers that we can't keep going for ten", said one guy.

I missed the Ruby folk too, much to my annoyance. They were a bit the underdogs at the conference, but everyone liked them. Most of the guru-level Perl coders admitted to messing around with Ruby for fun. You can see a few Ruby ideas percolating into Perl6.

One of the big themes for me was hearing the Perl guys wanting to help out everyone else, whether the other languages wanted them or not. That fits in with what's best described as the irrational exuberance of the Perlees. They run around like big slobbering St Bernards, knocking over the quietly studious Python guys and barging into the BOFs, barking and licking people whenever they found them. They really, really want everyone else to have a CPAN, for instance. That's one of the aims of the freepan project.

Freepan, along with FIT and YAML, is a Brian "ingy" Ingerson project. Looking back through the archives, he's always been fairly ubiquitous at OSCON, but he was very much in the epicenter of my OSCON this year. He's not necessarily the brains behind every good idea here, but he's usually a degree of separation away from it.

I think the next few weeks trackings will all come from here.

2003-07-09»

I keep being late for things. Here are my notes on the second half of Ward Cunningham and Brian Ingham's FIT talk, and the second half of Damian Conway's talk on Perl6 (aided by Larry Wall who heckled from the back using a scary "voice of god" microphone). I think I'm beginning to get Perl6, but it still does feel like I've stumbled into a shiny white room with bits of Ruby, Objective C and Python smeared up the walls and all of the Perl guys giggling in a corner.

FIT, though, looks very tasty, and social software if ever I saw it. It's unit testing meets wikis, which means that using it is like renting room in Ward Cunningham's head. I wonder a little if it doesn't require a bit too much futzing around in HTML textareas, but that's easily fixable with a front end.

I did meet up with esr. We didn't kill each other. It was touch and go for a bit though. Thankfully, it turns out you can block a lot of killer martial arts moves by holding a little baby in front of your face.

2003-07-08»

I'd tell you about the monster State of The Unions speeches, but I spent most of them either ferrying a cranky child around, or background-coding a blosxom moblogger for quinn and I to picture-o-gram the rest of OSCON. It's in no fit state to show anyone, but if you're interested, the program is really just a punched-up version of stripmime, some old code that ripped attachments out of mail so you could IMAP or POP them faster. I don't multi-task welll, so I'm going to have fun refactoring it later to remove all the lines that say $copyfiletolarrywallsbeingquitefunny = $doesadaneedachange++ and so forth. (Yoz has been doing the same sort of thing with Moveable Type if you want proper code from a proper programmer).

Larry Wall was funny (and Ada, generally speaking, did need a change). I'm always unsure what new technical details one can pick out of these talks when so much is available online. I listen mainly for the personal stories, the emotional inflections you would otherwise miss. Wall, in his gentle way, touched on how he'd sacrificed a fair bit of his career and his mortgage to work on Perl 6. He's just come out of hospital for ulcer treatment and it doesn't sound unrelated. He wasn't asking for pity, but he seemed relieved to announce that Damian and he had largely finished the Perl6 core language design.

I'm hoping to find my aha! moment with Perl 6 here. I think a lot of the Perl mongers are too. I heard a bunch of British Perlies cheering the new name for the Perl5-on-Parrot compiler, "Ponie". As in the cockney rhyming slang, "pony and trap". "There are many reasons for calling it Ponie", said Larry, "none of them good."

Guido mostly replayed his EuroPython keynote, which apart from the junking of the mooted Python equivalent to C's (a?b:c), was straightforward, uncontroversial and reliably, Pythonically, dull. Guido said he'd strip down the language even more, if he knew how. Lots of pictures of his new son, which seemed to me to be perfectly in order.

We ran away from the talk with a klaxxonning Ada after Guido, and only skipped back in to hear the final talk on the State of Linux from Ted T'so. A fair bit of discussion about how 2.5 is more Java-friendly, although the Linux guys still insist it's all Sun's fault for their approach to threads (and T'so did manage to slip in a comment about "Write once, run screaming"). A bit of snippiness, too, aimed at Eric Raymond's CML2 venture.

I'm actually meeting up with esr tomorrow. If he doesn't shoot me dead in the first five minutes, I'll hazard asking him about that.

2003-07-07»

We didn't make it to Damian Conway's talk. Ada was fine, but had sufficiently tortured her dear mother by rising early that by 4AM it was all we could do to slide into a motel just halfway up the six hundred miles. We ended up pulling into Oregon around seven this evening.

At least being out of of the Net gave me a chance to catch up on some writing. It's also a good way of keeping me from my usual procrastination-through-overresearching gig. For instance, I have recently been ploughing through a huge pile of academic economics research on ebay which I'm belatedly realising won't quite fit into a 1500 word how-to-sell-online-for-novices piece. Worth it if you're looking for a few white papers for your pez dispenser futures consultancy business, though.

As is traditional with long road trips, we listened to too many show-tunes.

2003-07-06»

I'm off to Portland, Oregon in a few hours. We'll be driving through the night, because Ada (pictured below eating my tie) isn't a great traveller, but happens to be a member of the US Olympic Sleeping-At-Night Team. We'll see.

It's for the O'Reilly Open Source Conference, which I'll try and document as much as I can.

I think this may be my last O'Reilly conf for a while, because I'm beginning to feel like a Deadhead, following them around like this.

Also, it's really about time I settled down and did something, instead of zooming around talking to other people about the somethings that they're doing. Or at least I should write much longer things about other people doing something. Stuff with indexes. Because if you don't write things that have indexes, you're nowhere.

Part of that search for a something is leading me to arrive, unshaven and sleep-deprived, having spent ten hours in the echo-chamber of my daughter's screams, to head straight for Damian Conway's 8.45am Monday talk, "Inside ~damian/bin".

I have this crazy idea for a book, and Damian's bin directory is just the thing to convince me it's a stupid undertaking. Or get me far too excited about it, one of the two.

After that, I'm just praying I don't collapse and sleep through the rest of the week, and miss Ward Cunningham's talk on the unit-testing for users, fit.

The rest of the time, I think I'll be moving in an unstructured haze between talks, ADHDing my way through the conference as usual. At Emerging Tech, I jumped around like this, but had this terribly embarassing experience of leaving every talk just as Tim O'Reilly was dropping in, leading him to deduce I'm sure that I was spending my time melodramatically storming out of every event. It didn't help, I don't think, that on the one occasion I was stable and sitting down when he entered, I'd just stolen Jeff Bezos' chair. Like Jeff Bezos needs a chair.

Anyway, anyway, come up and say hello if you're there. I'm the taller, dorky-looking gentleman above.

2003-07-05»

I'm sorry I've been so grudging in dumping stuff here. Partly, it's mental constipation. I have four interlinked essays that I've been mulling over for an eternity, and they've become so intertwined with everything that I am considering right now that I've been apprehensive about pre-empting any of them by blogging a single smaller thought.

Which isn't the way to do things on blogs, of course. I should just dump material here willy-nilly, and tidy it up later. Tidy it up, and sell it, too.

I say all this, because I've just made a set of resolutions to myself for the next three months. One of them involves blogging daily, which I felt I should warn you about. But to understand them all, I'd have to explain that I've just gorged myself with a great deal of Ben Franklinabilia, and it has, as ever, made me very excited and determined. And I've never adequately explained to anyone why reading about Franklin would make me behave in such a way, except in a very long essay. Which you haven't read because I haven't written it. Yet.

Perhaps blogging daily will help. But I suspect Paul Ford's extract from Franklin's autobiography and this anecdote might help more. If all else fails, lean hard on your links.