downloads, vs, coderush comments edit

The new version, which requires DXCore 1.1.18 (a free download), has been released and provides the following updates:

Added option to replace tabs in <code> blocks with spaces.

Added option to remove duplicate links in major sections (<summary>, <remarks>, etc.) to avoid “link noise.” Links will be replaced with bold text.

Added context menu for inserting XML doc comment templates.

Added context menu for embedding selections in XML doc comment templates.

Added context menu for XML encoding selected text.

Added context menu for converting selected lines to XML doc comment.

Added context menu for expanding/collapsing XML doc comment blocks.

Added context menu for toggling visibility of CR_Documentor window.

Go get it!

General Ramblings comments edit

I’m not sure how it started. I can only assume it was while cruising iTunes, but I’ve gotten into this mid-90’s Britpop groove. More specifically, I went on a mission questing for early Oasis albums.

I picked up (What’s The Story) Morning Glory and Definitely Maybe. After a few runs through “Champagne Supernova” and “Live Forever,” I’m starting to feel the romanticism of the burn fast, burn bright, burn out rockstar lifestyle. The “alone in a crowd” feeling of being high and low at the same time. I had a similar feeling after watching Almost Famous - a ship of emotion on a rolling sea of fame.

Visions of drugged-out rock stars sitting in an expensive high-rise hotel room, throwing the TV through the plate glass door to the balcony and abusing the heroin-junkie groupies, the only people left who care. Fashion, glitz, and glamour, taken intravenously, destroying the user from the inside out.

I don’t yearn to be a part of that, but I do appreciate the romantic, self-destructive quality of it. It intrigues me. I’m fascinated by the people who choose to surf those waves, to ride until they crash, and sometimes even get back onboard and try the ride again. A glimpse into that life is enough, and then it’s time to return to reality.

media, tv comments edit

I got impatient because the TV repair folks haven’t called me to schedule the pickup of my TV for tube replacement so I called them yesterday. Turns out the warranty company is sitting on it. Apparently they take three to five business days to approve standard changes; a tube replacement can take up to ten business days. That would mean I wouldn’t even get the pickup scheduled until next Thursday.

As far as I’m concerned, that’s unacceptable. I’ve been hosed for a month now, and I’d like it fixed.

Here’s hoping they can come through a little faster than that. Maybe I can make some more phone calls and get things rolling.

General Ramblings comments edit

I went this weekend and took advantage of some of the President’s Day sales at Home Depot and bought a new dishwasher. That will be delivered and installed this coming Saturday, and I can hardly wait. I saw our existing dishwasher in the store - it’s the lowest of the low-end models. No wonder our dishes aren’t coming clean. Once that shows up, I’m going to the store to buy some new glasses - these are etched from poor drying and have hardened food on the inside because of poor rinsing.

We are also considering a new barbecue grill (ours is old and nearly rusted through), an air hockey table, and one of those retractable awnings so we can actually use our back porch.

I’m loving the Roomba - in fact, it’s vacuuming right now. Ronco style

  • set it and forget it. My mom is skeptical, but I’m happy with it. I figure I can set it up in a room, push the button, and go do stuff. It might take three or four times longer than a human to vacuum, but look at it this way - you’re not doing it. Who cares how long it takes? Now they need one of those that mows your lawn and I’m set.

The TV repair people haven’t called me to schedule the pickup of my TV for repair yet, and that worries me. I mean, the TV is mostly watchable - it’s not just dead sitting there - but I’d like to get this resolved ASAP. The stress of the thing is killing me.