As I say, I knew about this, and predicted a long, gruesome effort to get all the 7-bit dependencies out of the program. I was almost right. The rest of the effort was spent on the main haul, slogging away to implement a weird feature that no one is ever likely to use. When I got tired of looking at all the email notes to myself about things I wanted to write here moldering at the top of my mailbox, I started putting them in a temporary edit buffer, leaving them there until I got to them. So much for the buffer with no name.
Some temporary storage is just a little TOO temporary.
When I arrived here I wasn't sure if I'd want to learn to drive and get a car or not, but after about a month I was biking between home and work, taking the train to anywhere too far to ride, and I had pretty much decided that there was no point in wasting money on a car. Then one fine day I was riding up the freeway feeder road that I used to get to my workplace, went through a clod of dirt and my rear tire was flat in one rotation. Walking back a bike length or two, I found a screw that might have been the culprit. I was within a few blocks of work so, pausing to pitch the screw into the bushes at the side of the road, I wheeled it in the rest of the way, locked it and forgot about it until evening. When I brought it up to my cubicle and wrestled the tube off the rim, I found a big rip in the inner tube, and a hole in the side of the tire.