The Artur Kunz Blog

Last week happened a lot. I had a talk with David on Saturday, where we talked about a lot of features and changes to be implemented. The card design changed again, quite a lot. Maybe you notice one of the hardest to achieve changes ever made: The rows can overlap in the height. Before this change, the Test0 e.V. card would be pushed back down, when expanding the Card where I am with a hat. Now it doesn't. I achieved that by having three columns on the upper-level grid system and in every one of these columns is another grid system with one row that wraps all the columns in one column so they are like an own feed and only push back the card under them. I have a function, that distributes the data on the three independent grid systems. The construction has a disadvantage though: It is harder to design to look good on all devices. Another big change is the profile pictures in the upper right corner. Last but not least the three questions every organisation is asked are displayed...

You will need to hold a speech. Maybe you know it because you have to hold a presentation tomorrow or you maybe don't know it, yet. Sooner or later you will need to hold a speech or a presentation or just need to convince your best friend, that pickles are better on a sandwich than fresh cucumbers. Whatever it is you need to speak about, you might wonder where to start. This blog post is here to help you out. It won't tell you all the cool stuff you can put into your presentation, it will help you make a presentation where you can put cool stuff in. Step 1: Collect Data Before you can talk about something you need to know the stuff you are talking about. You don't need to be an expert when you attempt to write a speech, but you should be familiar with the topic when you hold it. You don't want your friend to surprise with a fact about pickles, you didn't know before. In the time of the internet, this is quite easy. Just google the word and open up all results on...

Commander Oswield sat in his enormous armchair and stare into the air as he often did when he had to make a difficult decision. Despite the huge size of the armchair, it seemed tiny in comparison to the man in it and at the same time he had an elderly look. He was often compared with a mountain: Huge and ancient. After a minute of starring, Flenk became inpatient. "So, what do we do about the digging-creatures plague? We don't want to end up eaten alive as it happened in bunker#7. Do we?", he asked again. Flenk tended to use chairs different than other people. He had squatted in the seat across Oswield and seesawed from side to side. He was not what one would expect the second most feared warrior of the camp to look like. He was small and thin, but what his opponents had to find out was, that he was also fast, nimble and precise. Just as Oswield was about to give an answer, someone came into the door. It was Gidgig, one of the warriors of "the camp". That was h...

Last week I didn't spend as much time as I hoped to spend on developing the voluntary work search platform. The reason was mostly that I was done with other things by 16. At 16 o'clock I couldn't sum up the energy to start something new. Maybe I should change my plans so that I always start working on the project at 14 o'clock. As soon as I start working on it, I will get motivated to solve the next and the challenge after that until it is 18 or even 20 o'clock. Despite that, I managed to change the card's design as agreed with David and I changed the impact areas, for categorisation of organisations, to what David figured out would make sense. The chips on the top are the impact areas. Before that change there were six, now there are ten. Maybe it is time to change the user interface. I could put the selector on the side. Then I would probably not use chips but checkboxes. I will speak about that with David. If I make the change, I will only make it for de...

Before I started this blog and opened my profile von Twitter, I was convinced that I had couldn't possibly fit another project in my schedule. No way. Well, here we are. How did it happen? I will tell you, but first, let me explain the situation before I started so you understand the mentality shift. Maybe you know the phrase "do good and talk about it". Before I started, I already had one personal project I dedicated most of my time on. It is a job searching platform for voluntary work. So I did good, a lot, but I rarely talked about it. On the one hand, I wanted to progress with my project as fast as possible, on the other hand, there are advantages to building a community on social media. First of all, on the internet attention is power. Whatever project you want to start, it will have more success if you can generate more attention. Second of all, finishing a project is great, but the next step is deploying and advertising your result and that comes back to generati...

Jarek barely survived his encounter with the Kukuruza. The first thing he did was lying down. His heart was still pounding. He had to calm down. He had to think. “I have lost everything today.”, he muttered to himself, “my armoured suit and even my grandfather’s knife. What will become of me now?” It was a painful loss. Almost as painful as his broken leg and scratched face. “Stop this!”, he yelled at himself,” I can mourn my losses when I am in safety. I didn’t survive the vines to lay down and die now.” He repressed his thoughts about his past and his probable future. If he couldn’t focus right know there would be no possible future. “Step one”, he said to himself, “check pockets.” He had to use his left hand because his right hand was still burning from the Kukuruza juice. Three Kukuruza bars, a bottle of water and a bottle of Kwirza, fermented Kukuruza juice, were all his pockets revealed. The Kwirza was exactly what he needed right now. He drank the bottle in one go. “Step two”, ...

"Sleep well, good night and ring alarm on the sight of white light...", Jarek sang to calm the Kukuruza, a two-meter high yellow glowing corncob formed plant. It had closed its impenetrable shell as it heard Jarek kicking a stone while trying to sneak up to it. The singing worked. The Kukuruza lowered its shell.  While Jarek continued singing good night songs from his childhood he raised his harvesting tool, a chainsaw formed like a two-handed sword, into position. After the second repetition, he rammed the sword into the unprotected flesh of the Kukuruza. It screamed so loud, that Jarek's ears would bleed if they hadn't been protected. Splinter flew through the air, acid juice squirted out of the wound and Jarek had to duck a vine. Thanks to his gardening uniform, an Exoskeleton-Suit, he was well protected. Suddenly a vine grabbed, levitated and slammed him and the floor. Jarek could barely take a breath as it levitated him again.  This plant was much stronger t...