Friday I puttered around, grinding my teeth about the construction noise from across the street (buzzsaws and jackhammers), until I came to my senses and took a walk, and brought my laytop. I ended up at the diner, where I ended up sitting and reading up on XSL, and experimenting with it.
My verdict: it's an odd language. I think of it as like the
I came home and ended up talking with Coraline about bending space. The clever Coraline finds it fascinating (and presumably not implausible), but I am still skeptical. I mean, it's all fun and games until you screw up and generate enough gamma rays to sterilize the solar system! Oops.