Our buddy Steve called about the time we were wondering what to do about dinner with only frozen chicken and some green beans in the fridge. “Hell, yes, we’ll meet you and your friends for pizza at Gino’s East!” We didn’t know everyone there that well, but several pitchers of Coke and a black olive-pepperoni-garlic deep dish pizza later, it was much more betta. Oh. My. God. That extra garlic with the olives totally MADE that pizza work. Golf claps were awarded to the person who chose the ingredients. It was a fine time and it was nice seeing some…
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movabletype.org : Support Forum Ugh. Comments background still messed up. Color changes screw up text, which appears after scrolling down then back up. Ugh. I am such a newbie.
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Rands In Repose: MOVEABLE TYPE This archive post from Rands was helpful, well-reasoned, and led me to his current post, “Editor Religion.” The reasons for blogging will duly be printed out via DYMO and stuck somewhere I can see it from the keyboard. Today’s blog tasks: more fixing of happy crappy background color horrorshows, possibly toning down some of the color choices. Today’s tasks requiring me to be dragged bodily away from the keyboard: my GOD, what the hell happened to the house? It looks like the Before segment on “Clean Sweep.” Today’s shopping goals (for those who hate to…
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Pepys’ Diary My God. Not long ago, I read the biography of Samuel Pepys by Claire Tomalin – mentioned it in an earlier entry, in fact. I’d been thinking recently that if Pepys were alive today, he’d be a celebrity blogger. Turns out he already is. This project is incredible. Though I do wonder if he left all the naughty bits in – must read that later. If so, this isn’t a blog for reading at work. And duly noted – won’t add trackbacks, as they seem to cause problems for the site creator, Phil Gyford. My own blog gets…
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:NPR : Traditional Travel Agents Seek to Compete with Net Compete? He makes it sound like we’re destined for a museum, with little labels in Latin marking us out by subspecies, translated as in “Corporate Agent, var. SABRE2th Tigress.” So far, I’m one of those niche people, but who knows for how long? And sometime next year, the travel interface will be all point and click, and my mad SABRE booking skillz will be about as useful as a velociraptor’s toenail in a display case. Audio only – with perhaps a text transcript in 7 days.
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My mother and my godmother Veda walked into the house on a cold January night 36 years ago. Another aunt on my mom’s side, Lucy, was also there. They had been taking turns keeping watch with Mom at the hospital for almost two weeks, after an aortic aneurysm dropped my dad like a bale of old newspapers at the bottom of the stairs. Extra, extra, read all about it. In a coma after a risky and then-experimental aortic bypass, he had shown signs of awakening. But then the hospital called with that dreaded “please send someone as soon as possible…
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Okay, that’s day TWO of incessant color switching. I’m sorry. I really couldn’t be sorrier. If you were attempting to read this mess today or yesterday, it was, well, a mess. But it’s not as chaotically messy and colorific now, and it IS back to the same incoherent and inconsequential level of writing as before. I await your golf claps. We all have to start somewhere. Somewhere in the crapper.
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It’s a glamorous world in the travel biz. So far today a gentleman yelled at one of the agents here because his flight was cancelled due to weather. He apparently expected her to re-open the flight, de-ice all the equipment, and clear the runways for him, personally… a rather Godlike task, and unlikely to be accomplished anytime this milennium. What’s going on in my corner of the globe today? Let’s go see:
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The links to books and music on Amazon are not working right – they’re floating the book/CD cover image with the title and price, but the link to their page on Amazon is busted. It’ll be fixed tonight after work. Echh. Work. Edited to add: Holy crap, I fixed them. Today’s date: May 29th
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I am such a newbie. It’s taken me four hours of fussing just to change a few colors around… and now that it’s done, it bears a strong resemblance to one of the color schemes I use on my work computer. Back when I was just an AOL nerd and I’d be cracking on typing and cutting and pasting, I’d occasionally get this humorous error when Windows 3.0 and AOL… um… 3? 4? didn’t play well. I’d copy text, get set to paste in an IM, and nothing would appear in the target window except a forlorn little “pleH.” I…