The pudl of slime Poetry by Ian I wint walking by a pudl of slime I said umm and I jumped in the pudl of slime. So now bind down and pull me out of the pudl of slime. But be careful dont fall in!

Notes about hhvm Admin Server /etc/hhvm/server.ini hhvm.admin_server.port = {{port}} hhvm.admin_server.password = {{secret}} location ~ ^/some-path-trigger { rewrite ^/some-path-trigger/(.*) /$1 break; fastcgi_pass 127.0.0.1:{{port}}; } Using from command line curl ‘http://localhost/hhvm/help?auth=secret’ More to come

4 yr old: Dad, cicadas can jump to China. Dad: Wow, that’s far, how do that do that? 4 yr old: With their legs. Dad: Oh 4 yr old: And if the moon was China, they could jump to the moon too. Dad: Well, of course.

Me: You need help getting out of the car, buddy? Son: No dad, I’m good. (after getting out and struggling to put on his backpack) Son: Man, this is heavy. It’s like I’m carrying clay tablets or something. Me: Ha ha. Who are you Moses? Did he have a backpack? Son: No, he had a…

The other day the younger boy was not feeling well. While he was at the doctor’s office with Mom, older brother put together a care package for him. The most heartfelt brother thing I’ve seen in a long time. He built him a big castle out of legos, stacked all the lego/duplo blocks on there…