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Monday, December 3 2018
At work today, I managed to tenaciously cling onto this new Electron app project despite a series of difficulties. I'd been told to use Angular as the Javascript framework, and since this would be in the context of Electron, it meant I'd have to get three technologies (Node.js, Angular. and Electron) to coexist (and to also interface with other technologies such as Microsoft SQL Server). My goal today was to lay the pipe necessary to get basic communication happening between all the technologies so that I could then use the things I'd built as models for building the rest of the app. I'd already gotten Angular working in Electron, so most of what I worked on today was communication between Angular and Electron's Node.js backend. Once I had that working, I worked out how to do MS SQL queries from the Node.js and then pass the resulting JSON back to Angular. It was a little after 4:40 PM when I saw Angular display a dump of that JSON, and that was an upbeat enough note for me to leave the office on.
Meanwhile, a new developer named Mark had been hired and began work today. He is older and has a silver ponytail. I can already tell he's a bit different from the developers on my side of the office (and it's not just that he's not in his 20s). Today, for example, as the others were getting ready for lunch, he asked if the curry house in Red Hook is any good. Nobody seemed to know, though someone mentioned Cinnamon, the Indian restaurant in Rhinebeck. "That place is terrible," I offered. Mark immediately agreed with this assessment. And then Victoria mumbled something about not liking Indian food, an opinion I've never heard anyone express (given how varied Indian food is, it also seemed a bit prejudicious). More shocking than that, though, was when Jake (the youngest guy on the team) declared that he'd never had Indian food in his entire life. That's a kind of unadventurousness I expected never to witness again once I'd graduated from high school in deepest Redneckistan.

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