… that I have no idea what I’m doing sometimes. I awoke to this very sunny St. Patrick’s day to some bracket busters (c’mon Louisville!!!) and an inbox full of angry messages. Before I get ahead of myself, let me identify the root of what caused this situation. I really don’t like when apps crash. Its become rather stressful of late actually. So I set out to assemble something like foursquare where I can have testers easily email out crash reports that I can then symbolicate and figure out problems. Luckily, the resources are already out there. The crash reporter didn’t do exactly what I wanted to do, so I modified a file a little bit. Yadda yadda, and committed it as a new project to github. I didn’t fork it which would have been the proper thing to do.
Really, I just want to create a small project that I (and maybe others) could easily port into their projects to test with. I added instructions in the readme to do just such. For whatever reason, I mistakenly copied over my license from the open source project disregarding the established license. Turned out that was a bad move. I didn’t mean to take credit for anyone elses work. I quickly ratified the situation and apologized to Andreas. I admit I have to take the legal stuff more serious and become more informed on it. Today was fun though. You don’t get coined into a saying on the internet everyday. How bout that? Happy St. Pats.