Well. That escalated quickly. Now fully attempting to work from home, home-school/pre-school, and only leave the house for essentials. As I said last week, I really don’t want to turn this into a coronavirus blog, but holy shit, is anything else even a thing anymore(?) It’s unavoidable, and all encompassing so will undoubtedly creep into these but yes. Yes there are other things. As demonstrated by my attempts at normality… 👇
🔗 Overcoming my panic towards accessibility by Zell Liew.
There’s no code in here, and it’s got specific examples of Zell’s dealings when considering accessibility, and yet I’d say it’s applicable to anybody writing any sort of code. Inferiority complex, imposter syndrome, a fear of being publicly shamed, angrily pushing back against all of those… whatever it is, plenty of people have it, and those feelings are only intensified when you’re encountering something new.
On one hand, I hope learning about my experiences would help you see yourself in a new light. That it’s okay to panic. And you can continue to learn and improve even if you’re panicking.
Salient advice. For coding, and for COVID. (Sorry, told you it would creep in everywhere).
🔗 Maintaining Performance by Dave Rupert.
Some small tips about improving page load time (by fixing how fonts were being loaded) but generally, this is another post about some principles that are worth adhering to as a developer.
I find that Web Performance isn’t particularly difficult once you understand the levers you can pull; reduce kilobytes, reduce requests, unblock rendering, defer scripts. But maintaining performance that’s a different story entirely…
You can learn about best practice and implement it in a project, but things are constantly evolving and different factors come into play all the time. It’s not possible to rest on your laurels and assume that it’ll all be good. That applies to all sorts of things: performance, accessibility, coronavirus 👀 … everything. Stay frosty.
⚽️ Happy Feet, a piece about the joy of Ronaldhino over on Mundial.
An ode to one of the greatest players ever to do it, this article set me off down a YouTube spiral which was a much welcome distraction and an utter delight.
You could sit there with a bucket of popcorn and watch him all day, and neither of you would get bored. Ronaldinho—a man whose imagination with a ball at his feet was like when you ask a child to do a crayon drawing of an animal—was there to remind us that football, above all else, is supposed to be fun.
You have to ignore his recent activities because it turns out he’s not as fun as it appears but still, on the pitch, utter legend.