Very useful. Minor typo in the post if you're adding the claude code flag: it's "respectGitIgnore" not "respectGitignore". [probably not true, see below]
When I first added it as "respectGitignore" it had no effect and my ignored folder did not show in the @ list. I changed it to "respectGitIgnore" and saved settings.json and the folder did show in the @ list. Then, after a claude restart, the folder stopped showing up. I edited and saved settings.json (but maintained the spelling "respectGitIgnore" and the folder started showing up again. Then after a coding session it stopped showing up, and changing the case of the 'i' and saving hasn't restored the behavior I want... so it just seems flaky at this point.
This article basically captures my current professional life to a high degree of accuracy. I still enjoy the work. I still get the satisfaction of conceiving a thing and seeing it realized. That has always been at the root of the pleasure that I get from this job. Like the author I find myself drifting away from the underlying layers that the agents has so thoroughly mastered, and like the author I wonder about its eventual mastery of the parts I still consider my domain.
Good story, and surprising that there was so little assistance from the OEM. As an aside, I got to test out Asus crash free BIOS a couple of weeks ago. A strong thunderstorm hit and before I could get to my office a rapid series of deep voltage drops occurred. I shut down my systems and waited out the storm. When I powered my Asus tower back on it failed to POST, automatically restarted, recovered the BIOS (CMOS settings I assume), restarted again and booted Windows. Pretty slick, and instantly removed that cold lump of lead that had formed in my gut.
I grew up in the 1960's. We lived in a suburb of Detroit where my father was a mechanical engineer who worked on drive trains and suspensions for Cadillac. My mom was a homemaker. We had one car. The house where the six of us lived was 1/3 the size of the one just my wife and I live in today. We had a black and white TV that got the network broadcasts, a single dial phone, a washer, a dryer, a stove, a toaster and a small refrigerator. My mom had a plug-in steam iron. My dad did the lawn with a push rotary mower and trimmed the sidewalks with hand clippers. We kids had bikes and board games. I did not know anybody with air conditioning. The most luxurious things we had were time, leisure and the outdoors that nobody minded us losing ourselves in for hours at a time. This isn't nostalgia by the way. I wouldn't go back. But if you could, somehow, you'd be shocked at how much less of nearly everything material there was.
