Though Apple Bug Friday has gone the way of Rip and Robert Van Winkle, I’m bringing it back for one last, glorious, remunerative show. Opening act: some weird dancing fool who people last admired in the 80s. Take your choice.
The continuing failure of Apple to provide a searchable bug database has forced developers to take matters into their own hands. Witness Open Radar. I’ve never been one to join any club that would have me as a member — nor have I been one to be invited to any clubs — so I’ve decided to host my own list of bugs. Keep in mind that these are not all of the Radar bugs I’ve ever filed. They’re not even all of my currently unfixed bugs. They are, however, a very large subset of my currently unfixed bugs. (I’d say the cardinality is somewhere between aleph-null and aleph-one.)
For legal, moral, and comical reasons, I’ve edited the bugs to remove confidential information. I’ve also left out the embarrassing nude photos I attach for ADC. (I would stop uploading them, but engineering always requests more.) I hope that you find these bugs useful and also enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. In fact, it’s a metaphysical certainty that you will enjoy reading them at least that much.
After imparting this vital information, I leave you to go in, through, and beyond … for coffee and a donut.