Ben Murdoch | 097c5b2 | 2016-05-18 11:27:45 +0100 | [diff] [blame] | 1 | Copyright 2014 The Chromium Authors. All rights reserved. |
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| 3 | found in the LICENSE file. |
| 4 | |
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| 6 | This file is used for making non-code changes to trigger buildbot cycles. Make |
| 7 | any modification below this line. |
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| 9 | ====================================================================== |
| 10 | |
| 11 | Let's make a story. Add zero+ sentences for every commit: |
| 12 | |
| 13 | CHÄPTER 1: |
| 14 | It was a dark and blinky night; the rain fell in torrents -- except at |
| 15 | occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which |
| 16 | swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along |
| 17 | the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that |
| 18 | struggled against the elements. A hooded figure emerged. |
| 19 | |
| 20 | It was a Domo-Kun. |
| 21 | |
| 22 | "What took you so long?", inquired his wife. |
| 23 | |
| 24 | Silence. Oblivious to his silence, she continued, "Did Mr. Usagi enjoy the |
| 25 | waffles you brought him?" "You know him, he's not one to forego a waffle, |
| 26 | no matter how burnt," he snickered. |
| 27 | |
| 28 | The pause was filled with the sound of compile errors. |
| 29 | |
| 30 | CHAPTER 2: |
| 31 | The jelly was as dark as night, and just as runny. |
| 32 | The Domo-Kun shuddered, remembering the way Mr. Usagi had speared his waffles |
| 33 | with his fork, watching the runny jelly spread and pool across his plate, |
| 34 | like the blood of a dying fawn. "It reminds me of that time --" he started, as |
| 35 | his wife cut in quickly: "-- please. I can't bear to hear it.". A flury of |
| 36 | images coming from the past flowed through his mind. |
| 37 | |
| 38 | "You recall what happened on Mulholland drive?" The ceiling fan rotated slowly |
| 39 | overhead, barely disturbing the thick cigarette smoke. No doubt was left about |
| 40 | when the fan was last cleaned. |
| 41 | |
| 42 | There was a poignant pause. |
| 43 | |
| 44 | CHAPTER 3: |
| 45 | Mr. Usagi felt that something wasn't right. Shortly after the Domo-Kun left he |
| 46 | began feeling sick. He thought out loud to himself, "No, he wouldn't have done |
| 47 | that to me." He considered that perhaps he shouldn't have pushed so hard. |
| 48 | Perhaps he shouldn't have been so cold and sarcastic, after the unimaginable |
| 49 | horror that had occurred just the week before. |
| 50 | |
| 51 | Next time, there won't be any sushi. Why sushi with waffles anyway? It's like |
| 52 | adorning breakfast cereal with halibut -- shameful. |
| 53 | |
| 54 | CHAPTER 4: |
| 55 | The taste of stale sushi in his mouth the next morning was unbearable. He |
| 56 | wondered where the sushi came from as he attempted to wash the taste away with |
| 57 | a bottle of 3000¥ sake. He tries to recall the cook's face. Purple? Probably. |
| 58 | |
| 59 | CHAPTER 5: |
| 60 | Many tears later, Mr. Usagi would laugh at the memory of the earnest, |
| 61 | well-intentioned Domo-Kun. Another day in the life. That is when he realized that |
| 62 | life goes on. |
| 63 | |
| 64 | TRUISMS (1978-1983) |
| 65 | JENNY HOLZER |
| 66 | A LITTLE KNOWLEDGE CAN GO A LONG WAY |
| 67 | A LOT OF PROFESSIONALS ARE CRACKPOTS |
| 68 | A MAN CAN'T KNOW WHAT IT IS TO BE A MOTHER |
| 69 | A NAME MEANS A LOT JUST BY ITSELF |
| 70 | A POSITIVE ATTITUDE MEANS ALL THE DIFFERENCE IN THE WORLD |
| 71 | A RELAXED MAN IS NOT NECESSARILY A BETTER MAN |
| 72 | NO ONE SHOULD EVER USE SVN |
| 73 | AN INFLEXIBLE POSITION SOMETIMES IS A SIGN OF PARALYSIS |
| 74 | IT IS MANS FATE TO OUTSMART HIMSELF |
| 75 | BEING SURE OF YOURSELF MEANS YOU'RE A FOOL |
| 76 | AM NOT |
| 77 | ARE TOO |
| 78 | IF AT FIRST YOU DON'T SUCCEED: TRY, EXCEPT, FINALLY |
| 79 | AND THEN, TIME LEAPT BACKWARDS |
| 80 | AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh LOT |
| 81 | I'm really tempted to change something above the line. |
| 82 | Reeccciiiipppppeeeeeesssssss!!!!!!!!! |
| 83 | PEOPLE SAY "FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION", BUT FAILURE IS ALWAYS AN OPTION. |
| 84 | WHAT GOES UP MUST HAVE A NON-ZERO VELOCITY |
| 85 | |
| 86 | I can feel the heat closing in, feel them out there making their moves... |
| 87 | What could possibly go wrong? We've already ate our cake. |
| 88 | |
| 89 | Stand Still. Pause Clocks. We can make the World Stop. |
| 90 | WUBWUBWUBWUBWUB |
| 91 | |
| 92 | I want a 1917 build and you will give me what I want. |
| 93 | |
| 94 | This sentence is false. |
| 95 | |
| 96 | Beauty is in the eyes of a Beholder. |
| 97 | |
| 98 | I'm the best at space. |
| 99 | |
| 100 | The first time Yossarian saw the chaplain, he fell madly in love with him. |
| 101 | * |
| 102 | * |
| 103 | * |
| 104 | Give not thyself up, then, to fire, lest it invert thee, deaden thee; as for |
| 105 | the time it did me. There is a wisdom that is woe; but there is a woe that is |
| 106 | madness. And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls that can alike dive down |
| 107 | into the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again and become invisible in |
| 108 | the sunny spaces. And even if he for ever flies within the gorge, that gorge |
| 109 | is in the mountains; so that even in his lowest swoop the mountain eagle is |
| 110 | still higher than other birds upon the plain, even though they soar. |
| 111 | * |
| 112 | * |
| 113 | * |
| 114 | |
| 115 | I'm here to commit lines and drop rhymes |
| 116 | * |
| 117 | This is a line to test and try uploading a cl. |
| 118 | |
| 119 | And lo, in the year 2014, there was verily an attempt to upgrade to GCC 4.8 on |
| 120 | the Android bots, and it was good. Except on one bot, where it was bad. And |
| 121 | lo, the change was reverted, and GCC went back to 4.6, where code is slower |
| 122 | and less optimized. And verily did it break the build, because artifacts had |
| 123 | been created with 4.8, and alignment was no longer the same, and a great |
| 124 | sadness descended upon the Android GN buildbot, and it did refuseth to build |
| 125 | any more. But the sheriffs thought to themselves: Placebo! Let us clobber the |
| 126 | bot, and perhaps it will rebuild with GCC 4.6, which hath worked for many many |
| 127 | seasons. And so they modified the whitespace file with these immortal lines, |
| 128 | and visited it upon the bots, that great destruction might be wrought upon |
| 129 | their outdated binaries. In clobberus, veritas. |
| 130 | |
| 131 | As the git approaches, light begins to shine through the SCM thrice again... |
| 132 | However, the git, is, after all, quite stupid. |
| 133 | |
| 134 | Suddenly Domo-Kun found itself in a room filled with dazzling mirrors. |
| 135 | |
| 136 | A herd of wild gits appears! Time for CQ :D |
| 137 | And one more for sizes.py... |
| 138 | |
| 139 | What's an overmarketed dietary supplement expressing sadness, relief, |
| 140 | tiredness, or a similar feeling.? Ah-Sigh-ee. |
| 141 | |
| 142 | It was love at first sight. The moment Yossarian first laid eyes on the chaplain, he fell madly in love with him. |
| 143 | |
| 144 | Cool whitespace change for git-cl land |
| 145 | |
| 146 | Oh god the bots are red! I'm blind! Mmmm, cronuts. |
| 147 | |
| 148 | If you stand on your head, you will get footprints in your hair. |
| 149 | |
| 150 | sigh |
| 151 | sigher |
| 152 | pick up cls |
| 153 | |
| 154 | In the BUILD we trust. |
| 155 | ^_^ |
| 156 | |
| 157 | In the masters we don't. |
| 158 | In the tryservers, we don't either. |
| 159 | In the CQ sometimes. |
| 160 | Auto-generated by git-eject-upstream (http://goo.gl/cIHsYR) |
| 161 | My sandwiches are like my children: I love them all. |
| 162 | No, really, I couldn't eat another bit. |
| 163 | When I hunger I think of you, and a pastrami sandwich. |
| 164 | Don't make a terrible mistake! |
| 165 | |
| 166 | We probably should actually make a chrome chromebook. |