2010-08-23

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Remember all those problems I've had with my Nokia N900? That probably convinced everyone reading not to get one? I think I've found the problem, and it's mostly not Nokia, or even unstable apps, but my own shell aliases.

See, I use the command shell. And use aliases to make things go better. In fact I have a big file I share around all my accounts. It's never had problems before... but after detective work I won't describe, I found that having it automatically loaded (e.g. .profile of "source etc/aliases", me having my own etc subdir) broke boot. And of all those aliases, removing only one prevented the lack of booting:

alias '.'='pwd'

which makes a simple dot act as a "print working directory" command, instead of the "load file" command it naturally is. Not that I've used it in either form, it's a really old legacy. But I have to assume that the oddity of the phone -- which boots you directly into your userspace, no login screen, plus it's using some weird heavily pruned version of the Unix shell, 'ash' only maybe even less so, means that there's some process during boot where my shell gets started and it goes through startup scripts trying to use '.' to read in other files only these are happening after my .profile and therefore they break and the boot never finishes.

Which I can still grumble about; if this thing were presenting itself as a proper handheld Linux machine, there'd be a login screen, and options for safe-boot in case you messed up, and more of an error output. Things shouldn't be this fragile.

I also can't be 100% certain that this was the only culprit; installing in-development apps might still be stupid. I just know it is a reproducible culprit, one likely to have been involved in all prior cases.

So I guess the lesson is the N900 is probably quite usable, unless you re-program key shell functionalities in an overly aggressive login process.
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Wow, haven't posted in five days. Well, haven't done either. Short form, including disease progress:

Monday: lower energy, vague throat sensations, already recorded
Tuesday: leaked like BP with a definite cold; Science Museum; already recorded
Wednesday: less dripping, much less energy, stayed in except for food.
Thursday: beginning of cough, otherwise ditto. Missed a message from Wren.
Friday: more energy, also phlegm-productive cough, could have gone out more but didn't.
Saturday: enough energy to run up stairs two at a time. Met Jill L from gale at Liverpool Street, got taken to a row of Indian restaurants on Brick Lane, had tandoori lamb chop. Then we walked to the old Roman wall of London, then to St. Paul's. Jill took off, I poked my head in but didn't feel like standing in line to pay money to get in. Walked around some, finally stumbled back onto Holborn. Went to Samurai Sushi, a chain with individually wrapped pieces of sushi in a fridge. Got to try a lot for not much, but none of them were much good.

Sunday: went to the Victoria and Albert Museum, went around at a decent pace to eyeball things. Wondered how big pieces of ivory art get made (probable answer: elephant tusks are bigger than I think, can be cut for panels or statues; bigger works have obvious joins and panels), saw what looked like a giant warded key in a tapestry, saw a claim that a square meter of high quality tapestry takes a month to weave, saw two giant courts of plaster casts of sculptures. Apparently colored to match material and stains?

Then tubed over to Westminster, saw Downing Street (gated off), Horse Guard Parade (a plaza, not an active parade), walked around St. James's Park, saw Westminster Abbey and the Houses of Parliament.

Today/Monday: got caught up in phone doctoring, so only got out in the evening. Tubed to Piccadilly Circus, found the Soho sex district, then Chinatown which is what I was looking for. It seems rather small, just a street or two. Lots of dim sum places but none late. Ended up in Taiwanese restaurant, Leong's Legend. Had a funky version of dim sum they did have and made, Siu Loung Bao, 8 round pyramidal pork dumplings, with a lot of liquid inside them too. Good. Also pork belly rice, just rice with medium slabs of juicy pork belly pieces, served with awkward plastic chopsticks and a spoon. I opted for spooning up a piece of pork belly, knawing off some fat and meat, then getting some rice into my mouth too.

Have gained 4 kg in the past week, exactly. :( Eating out a lot and lying in, I guess.

Found a cheapish Japanese restaurant right by S. Kensington station, had duck bento for 5.50. Tea is 1 pound per cup; I miss Tokyo, where it was typically free.

Notes as I went:
Jill and I passed a self styled necrobus, ghostbustour.com

Thai restaurant didn't have Thai iced tea.

Samurai Sushi and Bento. Can buy individual pieces. 8.35
gyoza ok
softshell crab maki meh. Softshell means leave the shell on, I guess.
Nigiri
Pepper yellowtail good
beetroot marinade salmon ok
eel meh, ditto tandoori salmon and tamago, texture of which was all wrong.
Staffed by Indians.
No tuna available.

Mr. Simms Olde sweet Shoppe is sadly not very olde in its ingredients.

Waterstones closing at 5.

Holborn 6:30 crowded, with the testiest ever male announcement telling us to move down the platform. "People cannot get onto the platform because you are blocking the entrance."

Why do I smell chemicals on the train? Because the woman next to me is doing her nails on a crowded train. I thought about saying something but didn't.
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No complaints about the Taiwanese tea. £1.20 for what felt more like a two-person pot. Cup after cup until it got really bitter near the bottom.

I was totally wrong about Chinatown being just a couple of streets. That's the area with Chinese gates, but the Chinese area is a lot bigger. Probably bigger than Boston, not sure about San Francisco, nothing like NYC. Not that I'm an expert. No crowds of actual Chinese people - though a lot in the right restaurants - but then it was after 9 pm. I saw pocky and frozen siu mai and fans, and bought a couple of pretty Chinese style coin purses. Probably not silk. A little girl was playing with a balloon in that store. "I'm a penguin!" as she waddled with it. Hybrid Chinese/English accent.

Theatre district nearby. Avenue Q, Les Mis, Wicked, Chicago, Priscilla.

Passed an Ugg store.

Corean Chilli.

Lots of pedicabs? Bicycle rickshaws? Also lots of Thai massage places, looking herbal and holistic and not sexual at all... At 22:30 in Soho and with "male tonic" signs.

Unrelatedly, my area of South Kensington feels rather odd at 6pm. Lots of shops, all of which are closed or closing. Some number of individuals dashing through. Dimming light (clouds, and sunset in 2 hours). My first thought was some Doctor Who episode where most of the people have vanished, but a better match is the alternate universe Buffy episode where vampires rule the night. That feel of "it's lght out but close up and scurry home before it gets dark".

This got ruined when I passed the restaurant with flaming gas torches above the entrance. Ah well, the World of Darkness was always best answered with fire.

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