The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.

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  • TheHottub@lemmy.worldtoProgramming@programming.dev•You probably don't need GraphQL
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    3 months ago

    Love GraphQL, but oh man is it being over used at my company. Management sees success with one of our large apis, now all the little niche ones have to be migrated and everyone consuming them must migrate as well.

    I like it, but the small 2 endpoint APIs that haven’t changed in years, have small 5 field models and no related entities, has like 1 or 2 teams that consume them DO NOT need it.

  • TheHottub@lemmy.worldtoAsklemmy@lemmy.ml•Have you ever been under general anesthesia? What was it like? Did anything strange happen?
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    11 months ago

    Roll me into operating room. Think it was an IV drip, I was pretty scared. They are nice and talking to me about random stuff. They let me.knownthey are going to give me something to put me out. I feel a nice little high for a second. They ask me one more question and… Boom I’m in recovery talking gibberish to a nice lady telling her I miss my wife. No pain yet, but I felt physically uncomfortable. I could tell someone had been digging around in my guts. Was so happy to see my wife when she came in. They said I took a while to regain consciousness. I guess they wanted me fully coherent before letting her see me. Anyway, the whole going under was easy. Felt like… Nothing.

    The pain meds, that sucked. I thought I could just stop talking them once I felt like the pain was gone. Whoa, it felt scary. Like a hallucination without seeing anything. I cut them in half and slowly backed off.