While setting up the cronjob for auto archiving data on my Piwik installation, I found that the default editor for Dreamhost shell accounts is set to use joe (Joe’s Own Editor). While this is a nice editor for many users, it is not as familiar to me as using vim, the opensource vi clone.
Combing through the Dreamhost wiki, I found the line in the crontab wiki article talking about exporting the editor setting by adding an entry in the .bashrc file in the root of your account. This information may have been accurate at one point, but now the shell accounts are configured to use .bashrc for the non-interactive logins and to use .bash_profile for the interactive logins.
So to update you editor on your shell account you need to add the following line to the .bash_profile file:
If you prefer to use emacs, you can change the line to be:
For those of you that have children I am sure you have made hamburgers and tatertots at least once for lunch or dinner. In my experience, unless your kids are really ravenous, you have had some of these leftover after the meal as well. As with any leftovers, the decision then becomes: do I throw them away or save them for another meal?
Recently I was faced with this same question. Of course, the answer was pretty easy for me, I saved the leftovers. I know that many people would have just thrown the food away. In fact, according to a 2004 study by Timothy Jones of the University of Arizona in Tucson, 40-50% of the food harvested in the United States never gets eaten. This statistic is pretty unconscionable given that the UN Food and Agriculture Organization reported that in 2010 there were 925 million hungry people in the world.
This morning, I got up and looked through the pantry and refrigerator for something to cook for breakfast. I realized that I had a plastic container half full of leftover tatertots as well as two leftover hamburger patties that needed to be eaten. So I made some hash.
- two hamburger patties
- leftover tatertots
- 2 tbsp. olive oil
- salt and pepper
- garlic powder
- 3/4 cup of water
- Put two tablespoons of olive oil in a skillet to heat
- Chop the tatertots into small pieces
- Cube the hamburger patties
- Add the minced tatertots into the oil and begin re-browning them
- Add the cubed hamburger patties
- Add salt, pepper and garlic powder to taste
- As the mixture heats and browns add water slowly to add moisture back to the food that was lost during refrigeration
- Once thoroughly heated, remove from skillet and enjoy!
If you have some onions or peppers, you could add them as well for even more flavor. Also, for a Southwestern flair you could add leftover corn, tomatoes and chili peppers.
- Study: Nation Wastes Nearly Half Its Food. UA News, website.
- 2012 World Hunger and Poverty Facts and Statistics. World Hunger Education Service, website.
An excerpt of the poem Halloween by Robert Burns.
Upon that night, when fairies light
On Cassilis Downans dance,
Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze,
On sprightly coursers prance;
Or for Colean the route is ta’en,
Beneath the moon’s pale beams;
There, up the cove, to stray and rove,
Among the rocks and streams
To sport that night.
Among the bonny winding banks,
Where Doon rins, wimplin’ clear,
Where Bruce ance ruled the martial ranks,
And shook his Carrick spear,
Some merry, friendly, country-folks,
Together did convene,
To burn their nits, and pou their stocks,
And haud their Halloween
Fu’ blithe that night.
The lasses feat, and cleanly neat,
Mair braw than when they’re fine;
Their faces blithe, fu’ sweetly kythe,
Hearts leal, and warm, and kin’;
The lads sae trig, wi’ wooer-babs,
Weel knotted on their garten,
Some unco blate, and some wi’ gabs,
Gar lasses’ hearts gang startin’
Whiles fast at night.
It’s that wonderful time of year again, Halloween! A time of magic, mystery, fun, and all manner of good-natured tomfoolery!
As a kid growing up, Halloween meant going trick-or-treat. We had costumes, oftentimes homemade, which were pretty cool. I remember a tiger somewhere in there.
We got to harass our neighbors for food that wasn’t good for us, we got to play tricks on other kids at school, we got to have parties with other kids, and we could get away with some things that we couldn’t at other times of the year. It was a time for scary stories, for scary movies, and for a generally boo-riffic good time.
As I got older and went to college Halloween was still a time for parties, but of a more adult nature. And now instead of going to other people’s house getting treats, parents were bringing their kids to mine. I went through many bags of mini-size candybars, candy corn, and other not-so-healthy goodies.
Then there are the Halloween TV specials. “It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown” is a annual favorite. Other shows that I have enjoyed watching, either by myself or with others (and/or their kids), included the Halloweentown series on the Disney Channel and A Disney Halloween, among others. There have always been the classic horror movies as well, such as The Mummy and Frankenstein.
So no matter what memories you may have of Halloween or how you choose to celebrate it, I wish you all a wonderful All Hallow’s Eve!
On Wednesday, October 5, 2011, the world lost a true visionary.
It was with great sadness that I heard of the passing of Steve Jobs, after a long struggle with pancreatic cancer. He was a impresario in the world of computers and technology, constantly pushing the boundaries, always coming up with “one more thing.”
Seldom has there been an individual that has shaped the course of the technological world in the way that Steve has done. While everyone may not agree with the way in which he guided Apple, Inc., there can be little doubt in anyone’s mind that his vision of the future has left an indelible mark on the fabric of society. From the garage of a small house came the seed that sparked a revolution in computers.
What a computer is to me is the most remarkable tool that we have ever come up with. It’s the equivalent of a bicycle for our minds.
– Steve Jobs, 1991
I wish his family and his wife Laurene my condolences in the time of their loss.