By Dawn Kawamoto, CNET News.com
Published on ZDNet News: May 9, 2005, 8:14 AM PT
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Two vulnerabilities in the popular Firefox browser have been rated "extremely critical" because exploit code is now available to take advantage of them.
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Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Saturday, May 07, 2005
Saturday Morning Posted in the Afternoon.
We awoke this morning to the sound of an Electrical Transformer exploding down the block.
This, of course, caused all the power to shutdown for ourselves and immediate neighbors.
It is in situations like this having a laptop as your primary conduit, is a good thing. The house
PC was struggling to stay alive on the UPS. It did long enough for me to save everything and shut it down.
What was most amazing was the quite. No motors buzzing, no electronics humming or beeping.
There's a lively windstorm whipping up the neighborhood and it was easier to hear it as it blew
down tree limbs or caused various ventilation functions to kick in or hit back as the wind tried
to come into the house. I was able to sit on the couch in the living room and read a book by daylight.
Normally on a Saturday morning the living room is occupied and the sound of the Disney Channel
permeates the air.
The good news is the water and gas were still operating. I was able to put on the kettle and
have some tea while I read my book with the music of the wind in the background. Following
the advise not to open the refrigerator, I fell back on the Carnation Non-fat Dry milk for the
tea. Non-dairy creamers and tea don't mix. IMHO.
Enough for the Saturday morning notes to be posted when the power returns.
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This, of course, caused all the power to shutdown for ourselves and immediate neighbors.
It is in situations like this having a laptop as your primary conduit, is a good thing. The house
PC was struggling to stay alive on the UPS. It did long enough for me to save everything and shut it down.
What was most amazing was the quite. No motors buzzing, no electronics humming or beeping.
There's a lively windstorm whipping up the neighborhood and it was easier to hear it as it blew
down tree limbs or caused various ventilation functions to kick in or hit back as the wind tried
to come into the house. I was able to sit on the couch in the living room and read a book by daylight.
Normally on a Saturday morning the living room is occupied and the sound of the Disney Channel
permeates the air.
The good news is the water and gas were still operating. I was able to put on the kettle and
have some tea while I read my book with the music of the wind in the background. Following
the advise not to open the refrigerator, I fell back on the Carnation Non-fat Dry milk for the
tea. Non-dairy creamers and tea don't mix. IMHO.
Enough for the Saturday morning notes to be posted when the power returns.
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Sunday, May 01, 2005
Have you ever been to BJ's
Berkley and Johnson, to be exact. It's similar to Costco in a lot of ways and in a lot of ways different. You need to be a member. The fee for membership is made up over the year in savings on things like two tons of catfood, 1,000 pounds of ground turkey, etc. The difference between the two is at BJ's there are more human sized packages available.
Our friend from Ossining calls it the Honey I Shrunk the Kids store. She got that from watching a young girl try to manoeuvre a huge box of Cherios into her mother's cart.
This is a suburban experience. When I lived in the big cities, you bought what you could carry back to your apartment. If you were going for a lot, you took your folding shopping cart and hooked it the front of the stores. I noticed there are no hooks in suburban stores. You take your cart to the car.
When I miss the simplicity of apartment living, usually this is when I am mowing the lawn or shoveling snow, the story of the bum on the park bench comes to mind. If you've heard it before, read it again.
There was a bum who slept each night on park bench across the street from a swanky high rise. A woman who lived in the high rise, who spent more in a week on her poodle than the bum spent in a year on food, walked by the bench each evening when she went out to walk her dog. The dog would always stop by the bum to be pet. The lady and the bum who exchange pleasantries and each would go to their designated corners.
On one very cold winter day, the lady noticed how the bum was shivering, with only crumpled newspapers between his thin cloth coat and his skin. In a sudden and uncharacteristic surge of charity, she invited him to come up to her apartment to spend the night in the guest room. He thanked her and took her up on the invitation.
The next morning when she awoke, the lady looked out on the park and noticed the bum was back on the bench, wrapped in cardboard. She checked her apartment to make sure nothing was stolen. Then she wrapped herself in furs and took the poodle out for a walk.
When the came up to the bum she enquired why he left. He said, "When I sleep on this bench, I dream of living in the lap of luxury and sleep soundly. When I was in you soft and warm bed, all I could dream about was sleeping on a cold hard park bench. I couldn't stay asleep until I came back out here."
Is there a moral here? I suppose the wise saying, as a thing is viewed, so it appears would apply.
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Our friend from Ossining calls it the Honey I Shrunk the Kids store. She got that from watching a young girl try to manoeuvre a huge box of Cherios into her mother's cart.
This is a suburban experience. When I lived in the big cities, you bought what you could carry back to your apartment. If you were going for a lot, you took your folding shopping cart and hooked it the front of the stores. I noticed there are no hooks in suburban stores. You take your cart to the car.
When I miss the simplicity of apartment living, usually this is when I am mowing the lawn or shoveling snow, the story of the bum on the park bench comes to mind. If you've heard it before, read it again.
There was a bum who slept each night on park bench across the street from a swanky high rise. A woman who lived in the high rise, who spent more in a week on her poodle than the bum spent in a year on food, walked by the bench each evening when she went out to walk her dog. The dog would always stop by the bum to be pet. The lady and the bum who exchange pleasantries and each would go to their designated corners.
On one very cold winter day, the lady noticed how the bum was shivering, with only crumpled newspapers between his thin cloth coat and his skin. In a sudden and uncharacteristic surge of charity, she invited him to come up to her apartment to spend the night in the guest room. He thanked her and took her up on the invitation.
The next morning when she awoke, the lady looked out on the park and noticed the bum was back on the bench, wrapped in cardboard. She checked her apartment to make sure nothing was stolen. Then she wrapped herself in furs and took the poodle out for a walk.
When the came up to the bum she enquired why he left. He said, "When I sleep on this bench, I dream of living in the lap of luxury and sleep soundly. When I was in you soft and warm bed, all I could dream about was sleeping on a cold hard park bench. I couldn't stay asleep until I came back out here."
Is there a moral here? I suppose the wise saying, as a thing is viewed, so it appears would apply.
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Review redux
--The title of Bill Bryson's "A
Short History of Nearly Everything" does not sell itself short. It
is exactly that.
Don't be intimidated by either the scope or the size of the book. It is
engaging, entertaining, informative and an all round good read. As a
word of advice, don't say "ooh ooh, listen to this part..." to your
family. Taken out of context many of the tidbits are a tad arcane. The
part about the inventor of the Geiger Counter being a hard core Nazi was
a bit of a surprise...
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Saturday, April 30, 2005
Is it a multiple personality or backup?
As I was making my rounds through the various Grazing blogs I am running, it occurred to me that it would be much simpler to settle for one blog and put all of my entries there.
I was in that position with Home Grazing Number One. I called it the support blog for Belltower News, but it was becoming the blog to which I wrote the most.
Then the server crashed and all of the entries went south. That's when I went looking for all of the other methods of blogging. Thingamablog, the input program I was using for Home Grazing, was unstable, w:bloggar worked well enough for the Blogger based Bell Tower News. But I was eager to know what else was out there.
I found pLog and Word Press. I threw up a blog for each. I used blog-city TypePad, Tripod, Bravenet, WebCrimsom, Live Journal, Opera Journal, Apcal, BlogSpirit, ModBlog, MSN Spaces, Multiply, (an odd one,) Xanga, SquareSpace, and probably a few I tried once and gave up.
Most were free and web-based. TypePad and SquareSpace were pay services. pLog, WordPress and Thingamablog were server based and require a server with MySql database support.
The result of this quest has shown us that there are many ways to come to the same result, a blog. None of them are perfect. Each has just one or two things that doesn't make it the default blog. Blogger is the longest lasting of the online blogs. When there was blogger pro, I used that.
WordPress, so far, has given me the most satisfaction for the server based. Thingamablog crashed on me in an earlier version, the blog templates aren't stable, you have to republish the entire blog to bring them back into readable condition. It's link to the RSS news feeder, and your ability to post a news link on your blog is a nice feature.
Then there's Drupal. It seems to be a very popular program for the more serious bloggers. The program's writer left a comment to me on another blog with the promise that the interface will soon be more user friendly. I won't give up on it.
At BlogSpirit, I am using the free version. There is a subscription service here. I am reminded of it occasionally, like just now when it told me to save the entry, and then let me know if I had used the subscription, this would not have been necessary. It's a bit of a nag, but just a bit. I like the way the writing page is set up.
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I was in that position with Home Grazing Number One. I called it the support blog for Belltower News, but it was becoming the blog to which I wrote the most.
Then the server crashed and all of the entries went south. That's when I went looking for all of the other methods of blogging. Thingamablog, the input program I was using for Home Grazing, was unstable, w:bloggar worked well enough for the Blogger based Bell Tower News. But I was eager to know what else was out there.
I found pLog and Word Press. I threw up a blog for each. I used blog-city TypePad, Tripod, Bravenet, WebCrimsom, Live Journal, Opera Journal, Apcal, BlogSpirit, ModBlog, MSN Spaces, Multiply, (an odd one,) Xanga, SquareSpace, and probably a few I tried once and gave up.
Most were free and web-based. TypePad and SquareSpace were pay services. pLog, WordPress and Thingamablog were server based and require a server with MySql database support.
The result of this quest has shown us that there are many ways to come to the same result, a blog. None of them are perfect. Each has just one or two things that doesn't make it the default blog. Blogger is the longest lasting of the online blogs. When there was blogger pro, I used that.
WordPress, so far, has given me the most satisfaction for the server based. Thingamablog crashed on me in an earlier version, the blog templates aren't stable, you have to republish the entire blog to bring them back into readable condition. It's link to the RSS news feeder, and your ability to post a news link on your blog is a nice feature.
Then there's Drupal. It seems to be a very popular program for the more serious bloggers. The program's writer left a comment to me on another blog with the promise that the interface will soon be more user friendly. I won't give up on it.
At BlogSpirit, I am using the free version. There is a subscription service here. I am reminded of it occasionally, like just now when it told me to save the entry, and then let me know if I had used the subscription, this would not have been necessary. It's a bit of a nag, but just a bit. I like the way the writing page is set up.
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Mowed the lawn
It's Saturday and it's going to rain later this afternoon, so we went out to get it all done. This doesn't seem like much of an event. It could be because it wasn't.
It was the first cut of spring. I use a hand powered mower. My neighbors on either side use noisy, obnoxious riding mowers.
We have one, but the noise rattles me. A push mower makes little noise, mulches the grass and makes you work a little. Riding a mower is about the same as a self propelled shopping cart. If you don't need it, why use it? To be less saintly, I will also say the price of gas is too high.
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It was the first cut of spring. I use a hand powered mower. My neighbors on either side use noisy, obnoxious riding mowers.
We have one, but the noise rattles me. A push mower makes little noise, mulches the grass and makes you work a little. Riding a mower is about the same as a self propelled shopping cart. If you don't need it, why use it? To be less saintly, I will also say the price of gas is too high.
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The Old Graphics
This was the original graphic for Home Grazing:
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This was the graphic heading for Belltower News:
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Home Grazing reborn!
A server problem and glitches in the older version of Thingamablog put Homegrazing.com out of business for a while.
I downloaded the newer version of Thingamablog this morning and set it up before leaving for Boston. This evening I was able to tweak it a little here and there to make it look like a presentable weblog.
It is my plan to go into the archives of Belltower News to see if there are any of the older Homegrazing entries. I'll transfer them over to the newer version if found.
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I downloaded the newer version of Thingamablog this morning and set it up before leaving for Boston. This evening I was able to tweak it a little here and there to make it look like a presentable weblog.
It is my plan to go into the archives of Belltower News to see if there are any of the older Homegrazing entries. I'll transfer them over to the newer version if found.
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Wednesday, April 27, 2005
These Things Happen...
Two friends of mine went to visit their mothers this week.
One to Arkansas and one to Manchester, U.K.
Today both of thier mothers died.
It is a coincidence, to be sure. Just something worth noting.
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Monday, April 25, 2005
Not as Bad as All That!
As Mondays go, this one wasn't as horrible as others I've seen. Everyone today seemed to be in a lackadaisical mood, a deadline was overlooked, what would have caused a caustic reaction resulted in mere admonishment, etc.
All in all I know there will be hell to pay tomorrow, when the narcotic of a Spring weekend in New England wears off and we all realized we have a job to do.
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All in all I know there will be hell to pay tomorrow, when the narcotic of a Spring weekend in New England wears off and we all realized we have a job to do.
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Sunday, April 24, 2005
Home Grown Links
All of the links on the right are put there by me. Though this blog resides on
Blogger, the template was created by me. If you click on one of the links, the
one who benefits from it, is me, (and the company to which the click is linked. )
The UUA link is there just for the UUA.
The thought of including this tidbit came to me after visiting
our blog on the Lycos Network.
Every kind of possible advertisement, from pop-up to bug crawling, is on that page.
I'm sure it makes them some kind of money, but I know I can't stay there very long.
It is my attempt to keep it all simple here. No surprises. The pay links are to Amazon,
Bravenet and Google. That's it. I wouldn't send you to a link just for the sake of you going
there.
The links are placed in places pertinent to the subject at hand. No more, no less. If
I could, I'd wash your screen while you were visiting.
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Blogger, the template was created by me. If you click on one of the links, the
one who benefits from it, is me, (and the company to which the click is linked. )
The UUA link is there just for the UUA.
The thought of including this tidbit came to me after visiting
our blog on the Lycos Network.
Every kind of possible advertisement, from pop-up to bug crawling, is on that page.
I'm sure it makes them some kind of money, but I know I can't stay there very long.
It is my attempt to keep it all simple here. No surprises. The pay links are to Amazon,
Bravenet and Google. That's it. I wouldn't send you to a link just for the sake of you going
there.
The links are placed in places pertinent to the subject at hand. No more, no less. If
I could, I'd wash your screen while you were visiting.
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Spam is Borg...
I opened a GMail account yesterday, today there were 84 SPAM messages caught in the SPAM filter and two in the Inbox. An email address can barely take a breath before it gets whacked. Where are the prosecutors when you need them.
As an aside to this, the email address I created at ICQ gets very little SPAM. Whether that is because it is a rather complicated address, or ICQ has an aggressive pre-filter setup, I don't know. It is the email address I give out when a form requires it, but I don't plan on engaging in any long conversations with the sender of the form. It's worked out quite well.
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As an aside to this, the email address I created at ICQ gets very little SPAM. Whether that is because it is a rather complicated address, or ICQ has an aggressive pre-filter setup, I don't know. It is the email address I give out when a form requires it, but I don't plan on engaging in any long conversations with the sender of the form. It's worked out quite well.
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The Curse of Google and the NYT (II)
To understand this, you will have had to read the previous post. Be forwarned: this is a Sunday morning, (now afternoon) meandering about habits changing around the reading of the NYT on Sunday morning. It's about as exciting as watching Astro Turf® grow.
Back to the saga: I mentioned the first two virtual piles of the online NYT. The third, the equivilent of storing the Book Review and Magazine for later reading is using Firefox's Bookmark option. I go back to most of the bookmarks about as much as I finally did get to read the articles in the Book Review or Magazine. But, at least they're there.
In a similar fashion to going back to read an older article and finding my wife has found a more practical use for the newsprint, as in recycling is to go to your bookmarks and find the page no longer exists. This would be true if you went to the Homegrazing blog I put up about a year ago. The server went south along with most of the content. I am much better at backing up the data I upload now.
On a good note, two comments were left on the Fieldgrazing blog wherein my comments regarding Drupal drew the attention of the folks at Drupal and a loyal fan. It's good to know all of this tripe I write is read by some, disgruntaled or not.
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Back to the saga: I mentioned the first two virtual piles of the online NYT. The third, the equivilent of storing the Book Review and Magazine for later reading is using Firefox's Bookmark option. I go back to most of the bookmarks about as much as I finally did get to read the articles in the Book Review or Magazine. But, at least they're there.
In a similar fashion to going back to read an older article and finding my wife has found a more practical use for the newsprint, as in recycling is to go to your bookmarks and find the page no longer exists. This would be true if you went to the Homegrazing blog I put up about a year ago. The server went south along with most of the content. I am much better at backing up the data I upload now.
On a good note, two comments were left on the Fieldgrazing blog wherein my comments regarding Drupal drew the attention of the folks at Drupal and a loyal fan. It's good to know all of this tripe I write is read by some, disgruntaled or not.
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The Curse of Google and the NYT
Every Sunday morning I do my best to get through the Sunday New York Times.
I used to do this by lugging the the ten or so pounds of newsprint from my front door to the living room. There I would strategically divide the paper and its content into three piles.
The first pile would be what I would attempt to read this morning and later in the day.
The second pile would include the New York Times Magazine and Books in Review and whatever other sections through which I may want to browse some time in the near future.
The third pile would go immediately into the recycle bin. This, of course was the largest.
Then I started reading the NYT on my laptop. This seemed so much easier, not to mention good for trees. Good for trees, maybe. Easier, yes and no.
The yes parts are mostly obvious. Let me go for the negative aspects:
Google.
I just read an article on self publishing.
It mentions several areas visitable on the internet. Thankfully, the NYT has a haphazard policy of including hyperlinks in their articles. I could see why. They don't want the read to change channels. However, those of us addicted to Google and Yahoo just go off to either of the two and look up the connection anyway.
The one hyperlink in the article, to the Books in Print-Professional site probably paid the NYT to be included in the article. I know I almost always go to any hyperlink they include, so it's probably a good investment.
At first, I would Google every little thing that I might find of interest. Then I found myself taking an enormous amount of time to read the smallest of articles. I now use a pile method for googling similar to my previous bulk paper method:
If I find a topic I believe I need to see to enhance the meaning of the article, I Google it into a tab on the same Firefox window. If it may be something I will find interesting later, I Google it to a new window and minimize the window. (Ooops! off to church. See part 2)
I used to do this by lugging the the ten or so pounds of newsprint from my front door to the living room. There I would strategically divide the paper and its content into three piles.
The first pile would be what I would attempt to read this morning and later in the day.
The second pile would include the New York Times Magazine and Books in Review and whatever other sections through which I may want to browse some time in the near future.
The third pile would go immediately into the recycle bin. This, of course was the largest.
Then I started reading the NYT on my laptop. This seemed so much easier, not to mention good for trees. Good for trees, maybe. Easier, yes and no.
The yes parts are mostly obvious. Let me go for the negative aspects:
Google.
I just read an article on self publishing.
It mentions several areas visitable on the internet. Thankfully, the NYT has a haphazard policy of including hyperlinks in their articles. I could see why. They don't want the read to change channels. However, those of us addicted to Google and Yahoo just go off to either of the two and look up the connection anyway.
The one hyperlink in the article, to the Books in Print-Professional site probably paid the NYT to be included in the article. I know I almost always go to any hyperlink they include, so it's probably a good investment.
At first, I would Google every little thing that I might find of interest. Then I found myself taking an enormous amount of time to read the smallest of articles. I now use a pile method for googling similar to my previous bulk paper method:
If I find a topic I believe I need to see to enhance the meaning of the article, I Google it into a tab on the same Firefox window. If it may be something I will find interesting later, I Google it to a new window and minimize the window. (Ooops! off to church. See part 2)
Saturday, April 23, 2005
GIMP
On the further recommendation from The Weblog Handbook, I have downloaded the graphics editor GIMP. GIMP was first designed for use on MAC based machines, but has been retooled to work on PC'sPhotoshop and I have never been the best of friends. I act intuitively. Photoshop is for people who found learning the piano easy when they were six. I struggled with the plastic recorder and gave up music.
Back to the point! I started up gimp, opened a file and turned it into the log for the next blog I create, Butterflies Grazing. I don't know where I will put it, but at least now I have a logo.
Spell checker would be a good ad-on for blogSpirit.
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Ghost Grazing has been created on the spirtBlog online blog site. It seemed the apt title.
The posting interface is very simple. Unlike Blog-City and Live Journal, you don't have to go through several menus to post an entry. Posting is what this is all about in the end. I don't need to be notified of new features, or be taken though the profile creation steps.
Just let me post!
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The posting interface is very simple. Unlike Blog-City and Live Journal, you don't have to go through several menus to post an entry. Posting is what this is all about in the end. I don't need to be notified of new features, or be taken though the profile creation steps.
Just let me post!
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Another Online Blog!!
Going through the information found on the Weblog Compendium hosting page, I found another blog online site, similar to blog-city but not so full of itself. It's called BlogSpirit.
Using their simple interface I have created another Grazing blog called ghostgrazing.
Having discovered Word Press and pLog blog creation software, I have found it harder and harder to get to the online created blogs. Buy it's hard not to create one when a new offer appears. I will try to make a better effort at keeping the online blogs active.
The problem here is the time it takes to configure a blog entirely under your control, give or take a borrowed theme here and there. When you put your own blog on a hosting server you can't blame the whims of the online blog's set up and caretakers. It's yours and yours alone.
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Using their simple interface I have created another Grazing blog called ghostgrazing.
Having discovered Word Press and pLog blog creation software, I have found it harder and harder to get to the online created blogs. Buy it's hard not to create one when a new offer appears. I will try to make a better effort at keeping the online blogs active.
The problem here is the time it takes to configure a blog entirely under your control, give or take a borrowed theme here and there. When you put your own blog on a hosting server you can't blame the whims of the online blog's set up and caretakers. It's yours and yours alone.
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Friday, April 22, 2005
Drupal no where near as easy to set up as WordPress and pLog.
In the Super Downloader section of CNet, the author with the enormous ego recommended Drupal as a wonderful server-side blogger-website software. All of the blurbs accompanying Drupal agree. I found it no where near as easy to set up as WordPress and pLog.
There is too much MySql set up for the average user. Even with the assistance of a third party database creator, recommended by Everybody, it was a royal pain in the tuckus.
Because of this, I have decided, for now, to put Drupal on the back-burner and stay with w::bloggar for here at Belltower News and ModBlog, and use WordPress and pLog for my proprietary blogs.
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There is too much MySql set up for the average user. Even with the assistance of a third party database creator, recommended by Everybody, it was a royal pain in the tuckus.
Because of this, I have decided, for now, to put Drupal on the back-burner and stay with w::bloggar for here at Belltower News and ModBlog, and use WordPress and pLog for my proprietary blogs.
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Wednesday, April 20, 2005
What's with all the Opera 8 stuff?
Okay, here's the thing, I was a big fan of Opera Browser. So much so, I even paid for it.
Then I got online banking and the bank was too stupid to make their interface compatible with the unique way Opera looked at the www. So, being one of those rare computer users with a love/hate relationship with those big guys in Washington, the State, not the Capital. I looked at ALL of the other browser choices out there.
I settled for Slimbrowser for a while, but knew it was merely window dressing for the Windows Explorer engine, I kept looking. I liked Netscape, but found it to bee too cumbersome in it's attempt to be all and everything. Then the folks at Mozilla came up with Firefox and Thunderbird. With names like that, how could they go wrong?
Very much like before, it was the bank.... For some still unknown reason, Firefox refuses to recognize that I have logged off the account and keeps causing me to call the bank to reset my password. I would worry about saying this in the public forum of a blog if there was every any money in this account past the day after I get paid.
The point to all this is when SnapfilesPro sent me an email notification of Opera 8, I had to go and see if it would interface with my bank. Lo and as they say behold! it did!.
Here's a tip: If you want to find out about the changes in the newest version of Opera, go to this site and take the Flash tutorial. It won't take long and I can almost guarantee, you will find out something you didn't know the unique browser did.
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Then I got online banking and the bank was too stupid to make their interface compatible with the unique way Opera looked at the www. So, being one of those rare computer users with a love/hate relationship with those big guys in Washington, the State, not the Capital. I looked at ALL of the other browser choices out there.
I settled for Slimbrowser for a while, but knew it was merely window dressing for the Windows Explorer engine, I kept looking. I liked Netscape, but found it to bee too cumbersome in it's attempt to be all and everything. Then the folks at Mozilla came up with Firefox and Thunderbird. With names like that, how could they go wrong?
Very much like before, it was the bank.... For some still unknown reason, Firefox refuses to recognize that I have logged off the account and keeps causing me to call the bank to reset my password. I would worry about saying this in the public forum of a blog if there was every any money in this account past the day after I get paid.
The point to all this is when SnapfilesPro sent me an email notification of Opera 8, I had to go and see if it would interface with my bank. Lo and as they say behold! it did!.
Here's a tip: If you want to find out about the changes in the newest version of Opera, go to this site and take the Flash tutorial. It won't take long and I can almost guarantee, you will find out something you didn't know the unique browser did.
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Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Opera 8 has been released
In case you live in a vacuum, you should know that Opera 8 has been released. I was lured away from opera by Mozilla Firefox. But, Firefox started to get into a pissing match with online bank software. When I went back to Opera 7, the two sang in perfect harmony. Now that I've upgraded to Opera 8, I am afraid to see how they do. I'll let you know tomorrow.
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Sunday, April 17, 2005
This has been sent to me from seven different sources on both sides of the country and one in Norway.
I don't think it's overly funny, though putting Duke in there was good, I would have rather it be UNC because they did so well this year, but we acn't have everything, in Steven's words, where would we put it.
I don't think it's overly funny, though putting Duke in there was good, I would have rather it be UNC because they did so well this year, but we acn't have everything, in Steven's words, where would we put it.
Okay, So Here's The Thing...
Okay, so here's the thing, people who spend the first thirty five or so of their years as cliff dwellers, urban hunters, city-folk so to speak, just don't get yard work. I spent a good part of the afternoon cleaning the winter debris from the front yard. I have blisters on my hands. This makes typing difficult. This is not a good thing for a blogger of such great importance. <G>
The chores in apartment life consist of take the garbage out, tip the super and pay the rent. If you want lawn, you go to the park where your taxes, sales taxes, not property taxes, pay the city workers to do what I just did for free.
Granted, home ownership is an American Dream. Underneath it all, truth be known, etc. we don't own this house. The bleeding bank does. So, I am doing yard work for the bank in exchange for being allowed to live in our house. There's a name for that, and I think an Amendment to the U.S. Constitution against it.
Don't get me going on Credit Cards, the real drug dealers of the 21st Century.
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The chores in apartment life consist of take the garbage out, tip the super and pay the rent. If you want lawn, you go to the park where your taxes, sales taxes, not property taxes, pay the city workers to do what I just did for free.
Granted, home ownership is an American Dream. Underneath it all, truth be known, etc. we don't own this house. The bleeding bank does. So, I am doing yard work for the bank in exchange for being allowed to live in our house. There's a name for that, and I think an Amendment to the U.S. Constitution against it.
Don't get me going on Credit Cards, the real drug dealers of the 21st Century.
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She cut a ribbon
Once a day I read blurbs from my ethnic paper, The Scotsman. The highlight of today's news was that a Mrs. C. Windsor cut a ribbon with a pair of scissors.
This is a big deal in Scotland.
Her real name should be Mrs. C. Mountbatten or Von Battenburg, but for patriotic and self survival reasons, the previous generation had changed their name to be more anglicized. This is common with families coming from other countries. If and when Mr. Windsor comes to be head of the family business, he may change the last name back to Mountbatten. Not so much for the love of his father as for his late and beloved Uncle Louis.
That's the news from the maternal side of my ethnic identity. The news from the other side is that the QE2 and the QM2 were in town together. That's only the second time in both of their lifetimes the two, one venerable and the other new and big, ladies have been in town together. I have met QE2 and her ancestor QEI but haven't had the pleasure yet of seeing QM2.
The funny thing is, I'm not sure if the 2 in QM2 is because she is the second ship of that name or if there was a QMII in the family line. Not that important and I won't lose any sleep over it, just a thought.
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This is a big deal in Scotland.
Her real name should be Mrs. C. Mountbatten or Von Battenburg, but for patriotic and self survival reasons, the previous generation had changed their name to be more anglicized. This is common with families coming from other countries. If and when Mr. Windsor comes to be head of the family business, he may change the last name back to Mountbatten. Not so much for the love of his father as for his late and beloved Uncle Louis.
That's the news from the maternal side of my ethnic identity. The news from the other side is that the QE2 and the QM2 were in town together. That's only the second time in both of their lifetimes the two, one venerable and the other new and big, ladies have been in town together. I have met QE2 and her ancestor QEI but haven't had the pleasure yet of seeing QM2.
The funny thing is, I'm not sure if the 2 in QM2 is because she is the second ship of that name or if there was a QMII in the family line. Not that important and I won't lose any sleep over it, just a thought.
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Saturday, April 16, 2005
Concrete Grazing
The pLog I created is called Concrete Grazing.
There are just so many combinations of the word Grazing that can be used before you start to get silly. This one is not that silly when you consider how many of my tender years were spent where my pedal interface was between me and concrete.
pLog, once you figure out the instalation and the interface editing methods, isn't that hard. It isn't Blogger, but it is very similar to WordPress.
I'm going back there now to see what else I can do to tweak it.
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There are just so many combinations of the word Grazing that can be used before you start to get silly. This one is not that silly when you consider how many of my tender years were spent where my pedal interface was between me and concrete.
pLog, once you figure out the instalation and the interface editing methods, isn't that hard. It isn't Blogger, but it is very similar to WordPress.
I'm going back there now to see what else I can do to tweak it.
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Friday, April 15, 2005
If you are given a choice
If you are given a choice to be a manager, don't take it if you think it will be the job you're doing now only with better pay. Uh-uh! The pay is better, the hours are longer and the job becomes the act of managing, not doing.
Every once in a while you will find yourself doing work that should have been given to someone else. You may even know it should be given to someone else, but you do it anyway. Keeping your hands in the clay, so to speak.
MBWA, managing by walking around, is another thing you'll find yourself doing. It was a short part of an 'inspirational film' we have all been subjected to. Really what you're doing is pissing on trees. Marking your territory. Letting the minions see their own immediate bosses react to you as they feel they react to him.
There are some who will argue that managing is doing. They lie through their teeth. They are also probably fairly good mangers. I say fairly because lying is a cheap way to get things done.
In the military, a place I briefly occupied thirty or so years ago, we had a command structure. A pure pecking order where the general told the colonel, the colonel told the major, the captain, the lieutenant, the first sergeant, the buck sergeant, the corporal and then the floor got mopped. That's a chain of command.
In the business world we now have a thing called flat management. The CEO tells his SVP then the SVP's secretary sends an email and the floor gets mopped. A lot less middle management.
The floor got mopped today because a SVP's secretary sent an email to a VP's secretary and I was cc:'d. It is amazing how quickly one man's wishes can now move through the corporate tom-tom.
In my youth there would have been a memo, the memo would have wandered through the mail for a while then get stuck in an IN box, reviewed, forward, IN Box on another desk, sorted, and filed. No floor, no mop.
I just re-read the above paragraphs and came to an epiphany. My job can be very boring. It isn't all the time. Some times you have to pay with boredom. It's just another currency in the market of life.
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Every once in a while you will find yourself doing work that should have been given to someone else. You may even know it should be given to someone else, but you do it anyway. Keeping your hands in the clay, so to speak.
MBWA, managing by walking around, is another thing you'll find yourself doing. It was a short part of an 'inspirational film' we have all been subjected to. Really what you're doing is pissing on trees. Marking your territory. Letting the minions see their own immediate bosses react to you as they feel they react to him.
There are some who will argue that managing is doing. They lie through their teeth. They are also probably fairly good mangers. I say fairly because lying is a cheap way to get things done.
In the military, a place I briefly occupied thirty or so years ago, we had a command structure. A pure pecking order where the general told the colonel, the colonel told the major, the captain, the lieutenant, the first sergeant, the buck sergeant, the corporal and then the floor got mopped. That's a chain of command.
In the business world we now have a thing called flat management. The CEO tells his SVP then the SVP's secretary sends an email and the floor gets mopped. A lot less middle management.
The floor got mopped today because a SVP's secretary sent an email to a VP's secretary and I was cc:'d. It is amazing how quickly one man's wishes can now move through the corporate tom-tom.
In my youth there would have been a memo, the memo would have wandered through the mail for a while then get stuck in an IN box, reviewed, forward, IN Box on another desk, sorted, and filed. No floor, no mop.
I just re-read the above paragraphs and came to an epiphany. My job can be very boring. It isn't all the time. Some times you have to pay with boredom. It's just another currency in the market of life.
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I wouldn't call it frost exactly, more like ice skating rink, as in a solid sheet of ice instead of lovely crystals reflecting the rising Sun's rays. This is a good thing. It means the bloody grass is growing slower. This is less work for mother. Mother in this case, being me. (See antepeel Avengers.)
It's Friday. In former days, when my work wasn't wrapped around the Mon-Fri 0800-1600 pattern, the glee of Friday, as in TGIF, was lost on me. Now that I have worked in this pattern for over two years, with only one week off recovering from broken ribs, I understand. I feel sad that I understand, but it's true.
Now that I've hopefully settled the format of the Field Grazing blog down, I hope make more of these inane morning musing entries than the "oh gee, look at this WordPress feature I have found!" This will bore you to tears, I know, but it is the nature of the beast.
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It's Friday. In former days, when my work wasn't wrapped around the Mon-Fri 0800-1600 pattern, the glee of Friday, as in TGIF, was lost on me. Now that I have worked in this pattern for over two years, with only one week off recovering from broken ribs, I understand. I feel sad that I understand, but it's true.
Now that I've hopefully settled the format of the Field Grazing blog down, I hope make more of these inane morning musing entries than the "oh gee, look at this WordPress feature I have found!" This will bore you to tears, I know, but it is the nature of the beast.
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Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Crisis over--Stand down.
It's working. There seemed to be data stuck in the pipeline. When I published the last blog, the blog sent before it came though as well. Now I can go to sleep...
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I have been posting with Bloggar all day
And none of the messages seem to be getting through. I might have to reinstall this progam. This is very upsetting. When I find something that works, I would just like it to keep working for a change.
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Bloggar Not Working??!
For some strange reason, probably all my fault, w::bloggar stopped posting to Field Grazing. I want to see if it's also true about w::bloggar and Bell Tower News.
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Sunday, April 10, 2005
The review is posted
The promised book review of Bill Bryson's Short History of Nearly Everythingas been posted on the blog at The Field Grazing blog at: http://www.fieldgrazing.com
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Saturday, April 09, 2005
PSPad
I am writing this with PSPad, a freeware programmer's editor. The promotion
page for this on Snapfiles, a great place to go for experimental, at the edge
software, said it can do just about anything you want it to do as far HTML
editing outside of a formal WYSIWIG editor, such as FrontPage.
This is not to put FrontPage down, even it is produced by the evil empire. I
just like to see what I can do in simple HTML editing, see the finished product
before I go to the big guy for help.
On the personal side, I have a wicked sore throat coming on. It doesn't hurt
yet, but it will by the morning. To make the plot a tad more interesting, I am
getting my teeth cleaned tomorrow as well.
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page for this on Snapfiles, a great place to go for experimental, at the edge
software, said it can do just about anything you want it to do as far HTML
editing outside of a formal WYSIWIG editor, such as FrontPage.
This is not to put FrontPage down, even it is produced by the evil empire. I
just like to see what I can do in simple HTML editing, see the finished product
before I go to the big guy for help.
On the personal side, I have a wicked sore throat coming on. It doesn't hurt
yet, but it will by the morning. To make the plot a tad more interesting, I am
getting my teeth cleaned tomorrow as well.
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Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Been Grazing Elsewhere
fieldgrazing.com If you've been looking for me, this is where I have been in the last few days, eating waffles...
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Sunday, April 03, 2005
Sunday morning 8, no make that 9 am
For the first time in my over 50 years I let DST slip by me in the night. The good thing is I woke on my own early enough not to miss my morning appointment. It makes me wonder how many people in the rest of the world have had the same problem.
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Saturday, March 26, 2005
A blog from Maine
I was sitting at the Maine computer wishing I had
my w:bloggar software and it suddenly hit me, the
Belltower News is based on the Blogger server.
I just wanted to mention that there is still a
few feet of snow in the back yard here, the lake
is still frozen and the eggs are dyed and ready
to hide.
After lunch, we all watched a mature Bald Eagle
circling above the house. What a magnificent site.
Perhaps not to fish or fowl, but to creatures a
tad too large for its talons, certainly worth a
crick in the neck to watch.
Not finished with Bryson's book yet. It's just
too full and rich to take all at once. Also, the
older I get the quicker my brain overflows. A
review will come, as promised.
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my w:bloggar software and it suddenly hit me, the
Belltower News is based on the Blogger server.
I just wanted to mention that there is still a
few feet of snow in the back yard here, the lake
is still frozen and the eggs are dyed and ready
to hide.
After lunch, we all watched a mature Bald Eagle
circling above the house. What a magnificent site.
Perhaps not to fish or fowl, but to creatures a
tad too large for its talons, certainly worth a
crick in the neck to watch.
Not finished with Bryson's book yet. It's just
too full and rich to take all at once. Also, the
older I get the quicker my brain overflows. A
review will come, as promised.
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Thursday, March 24, 2005
Okay, it is the fourth day of Spring
I thought my annoyance by the snow had passed
because, after all, it is the fourth day of SPRING!!!!
But noooOoooo! I get out of bed this morning, open
the shade and, Waaaaah! Again my car is covered with
SNOW!!!!
I'm going to Maine to get away from all of this!
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because, after all, it is the fourth day of SPRING!!!!
But noooOoooo! I get out of bed this morning, open
the shade and, Waaaaah! Again my car is covered with
SNOW!!!!
I'm going to Maine to get away from all of this!
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Tuesday, March 22, 2005
A very tired Tuesday
With the family away, it seems to be much easier to be tired.
Perhaps it's because I know I will not be sent out on errands,
or have to respond somewhere on a rescue mission. I can just
sit in front of the set and not study for a very important, from
an employment prospective, test.
Perhaps it's because I know I will not be sent out on errands,
or have to respond somewhere on a rescue mission. I can just
sit in front of the set and not study for a very important, from
an employment prospective, test.
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Monday, March 21, 2005
What was the name of that song?
Two absolutly valueless bits of information
haunted me for most of the day. The main
reason it haunted me was because I couldn't
find the answer at either Google or Yahoo! search
engines.
So, in case you ever want to know the name of
the song about New Orleans with the line:
"The air's so thick and free, it's
Like lovin' arms around me."
The name of the song is Border of the Quarter
and it's sung by Leon Redbone in his Red to Blue
CD.
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haunted me for most of the day. The main
reason it haunted me was because I couldn't
find the answer at either Google or Yahoo! search
engines.
So, in case you ever want to know the name of
the song about New Orleans with the line:
"The air's so thick and free, it's
Like lovin' arms around me."
The name of the song is Border of the Quarter
and it's sung by Leon Redbone in his Red to Blue
CD.
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Saturday, March 19, 2005
When will the weather stop being my point of focus?
Probably when the grass is as high
as an elephant's eye.
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as an elephant's eye.
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Spring is a day and a half away
And there is still snow in my back yard.
Worse than that, snow is predicted for
tomorrow night.
You may have noticed many, if not most,
of the most recent blogs have been related
to this bloody snow.
This could be because I have had about
enough of the dismal stuff. I just can't
wait to start complaining about the
damn mosquitoes!
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Worse than that, snow is predicted for
tomorrow night.
You may have noticed many, if not most,
of the most recent blogs have been related
to this bloody snow.
This could be because I have had about
enough of the dismal stuff. I just can't
wait to start complaining about the
damn mosquitoes!
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Saturday, March 12, 2005
NO MO SNO
Someone has taken to writing "NO MO SNO" on the windshields in the local shopping mall lot.
I can't say I disagree with the sentiment. This is New England, we do get snow and should
learn to live with it much the same way the people in Florida have learned to leave with
hurricanes, and the people in Kansas have learned to live with tornadoes and the people
in California have learned to live with mudslides and earthquakes.
But...
Out of the the ten or twelve years I've lived in New England, this has got to have been the
whitest. In the last two months, I don't recall a day when my back yard was not covered
with snow.
"NO MO SNO" Perhaps we'll see more of that sentiment before March is done with us.
I can't say I disagree with the sentiment. This is New England, we do get snow and should
learn to live with it much the same way the people in Florida have learned to leave with
hurricanes, and the people in Kansas have learned to live with tornadoes and the people
in California have learned to live with mudslides and earthquakes.
But...
Out of the the ten or twelve years I've lived in New England, this has got to have been the
whitest. In the last two months, I don't recall a day when my back yard was not covered
with snow.
"NO MO SNO" Perhaps we'll see more of that sentiment before March is done with us.
Monday, March 07, 2005
As days off go, so far so good.
Just as I wrote the heading to this entry the Scot in me said,
"Bloody fool, you just jinxed the rest of the day."
Right after that my boss called to tell me my review was approved
and I'm getting a raise. So much for the Scot in me.
Perhaps I should listen more to my adventurous English side.
Then again, if I listen too hard I may get the urge to invade
a country and incorporate it into the Commonwealth of
Massachusetts.
Perhaps it's a good thing to have a little dour Scot in you to
curb the enthusiasm.
"Bloody fool, you just jinxed the rest of the day."
Right after that my boss called to tell me my review was approved
and I'm getting a raise. So much for the Scot in me.
Perhaps I should listen more to my adventurous English side.
Then again, if I listen too hard I may get the urge to invade
a country and incorporate it into the Commonwealth of
Massachusetts.
Perhaps it's a good thing to have a little dour Scot in you to
curb the enthusiasm.
Sunday, March 06, 2005
A Bright and Sunny Sunday.
This morning I was reading about the potential drought that will
hit London this Spring. Then I looked out of the window, down the
driveway at the three foot high walls of snow on either side.
I wondered what the London people would do to have three foot
high walls of snow lining their streets and filling the parks.
Having lived in big cities, I know they'd do nothing but complain.
When you live in the countryside, you look at that snow and wonder
how much it will charge the local underground aquifer, and how
that will effect the look of things in the Spring, and the availability
of water in the Summer.
Then you come back to today and wonder how the snow predicted for
the next few days will effect the ride into work. We are not farmers, we
are just city-folk living in the country.
I am reading an enchanting book at the moment. I will review it in the
next blog. Now it's off to teach on Sunday morning.
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hit London this Spring. Then I looked out of the window, down the
driveway at the three foot high walls of snow on either side.
I wondered what the London people would do to have three foot
high walls of snow lining their streets and filling the parks.
Having lived in big cities, I know they'd do nothing but complain.
When you live in the countryside, you look at that snow and wonder
how much it will charge the local underground aquifer, and how
that will effect the look of things in the Spring, and the availability
of water in the Summer.
Then you come back to today and wonder how the snow predicted for
the next few days will effect the ride into work. We are not farmers, we
are just city-folk living in the country.
I am reading an enchanting book at the moment. I will review it in the
next blog. Now it's off to teach on Sunday morning.
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Monday, February 28, 2005
9:46:24 PM
Did I mention it was snowing, again? The theme for this winter seems to be 10- to 12 inches. Last winter seemed like an extended autumn compared to this year.
Before we left work this afternoon my boss said not to kill myself trying to get in on time. I'm not sure if he was saying get in on time without killing yourself, or was he saying, take it easy getting in, however long that takes? Either way, I will do my best to get to work on time.
Let's just hope there is no school tomorrow. Not the kind I teach, tomorrow isa perfect day for that. I just don't want my loved ones put in harms way for one day of school.
There have been so many school days this year, there will be no break for Summer. They'll just continue on until the next school year begins.
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Did I mention it was snowing, again? The theme for this winter seems to be 10- to 12 inches. Last winter seemed like an extended autumn compared to this year.
Before we left work this afternoon my boss said not to kill myself trying to get in on time. I'm not sure if he was saying get in on time without killing yourself, or was he saying, take it easy getting in, however long that takes? Either way, I will do my best to get to work on time.
Let's just hope there is no school tomorrow. Not the kind I teach, tomorrow isa perfect day for that. I just don't want my loved ones put in harms way for one day of school.
There have been so many school days this year, there will be no break for Summer. They'll just continue on until the next school year begins.
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7:26:38 PM
Stayed up too late watching the Oscars last night. The big question in my mind is what happened to Mrs. Douglas? Like the people in the "other" theatre, I didn't see any of the movies.
The piece on CBS Sunday morning about the Sideways tour from Santa Barbara makes me feel like I've seen the movie.
Also because at one time in a former life, I did own a Saab. I think I will just watch the news tonight and go to bed. We shall see. Perhaps a second wind.
Quien Sabe?
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Stayed up too late watching the Oscars last night. The big question in my mind is what happened to Mrs. Douglas? Like the people in the "other" theatre, I didn't see any of the movies.
The piece on CBS Sunday morning about the Sideways tour from Santa Barbara makes me feel like I've seen the movie.
Also because at one time in a former life, I did own a Saab. I think I will just watch the news tonight and go to bed. We shall see. Perhaps a second wind.
Quien Sabe?
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Sunday, February 27, 2005
Saturday, February 26, 2005
11:59:07 PM
Is the blog a fad like the hula hoop?
In my pre-teens, everyone in the known universe had at least one hula hoop. This is the known universe of a ten year-old boy on the streets of a tiny mid-Atlantic island. Still, the point here is the apparent ubiquitous nature of a fad.
Is blogging a fad of similar half life?
On a comedy favored by my son, a father was teaching his two boys how to drive. One of the props was a green hula hoop. So, there it was, not being used for its original purpose, but still there.
I believe this will be the fate of the personal blog, the "journo-blog", the diary blog. It will become a way for people to announce to the world the birth of a child, the opening of a restaurant or the cure for the common cold.
People will tire of telling an unlistening world every detail of their drab and mundane life.
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Is the blog a fad like the hula hoop?
In my pre-teens, everyone in the known universe had at least one hula hoop. This is the known universe of a ten year-old boy on the streets of a tiny mid-Atlantic island. Still, the point here is the apparent ubiquitous nature of a fad.
Is blogging a fad of similar half life?
On a comedy favored by my son, a father was teaching his two boys how to drive. One of the props was a green hula hoop. So, there it was, not being used for its original purpose, but still there.
I believe this will be the fate of the personal blog, the "journo-blog", the diary blog. It will become a way for people to announce to the world the birth of a child, the opening of a restaurant or the cure for the common cold.
People will tire of telling an unlistening world every detail of their drab and mundane life.
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11:47:28 PM
Every once and a while, I click the Next Blog icon on the upper right. This time it took me to a blog, a mostly boring blog, with a link to this story . I have heard of the LIA before, mostly in reading the history of my family's hometown, London.
But this is the most concise explanation of it I have come across.
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Every once and a while, I click the Next Blog icon on the upper right. This time it took me to a blog, a mostly boring blog, with a link to this story . I have heard of the LIA before, mostly in reading the history of my family's hometown, London.
But this is the most concise explanation of it I have come across.
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8:40:29 PM
We have a thing in MA called Excise Tax.
It's a creative way for the government to collect MORE money. It is a tax that is only levied on owners of registered automobiles.
Allegedly, like the state tax on gasoline, it is for the maintaining of road. This year they, the Commonwealth, that is, want $180.00 or so.
I don't think that's an excessive amount to be in a civilization with paved roads. I've been to places where paved roads are rare, like the Northeast Kingdom. Paved roads are greatly to blame for the spread of the Roman Empire.
Being that this country seems to be slipping down the same path, from Republic to Empire, (see Gore books,) it's a good thing we have paved roads.
Then again...
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We have a thing in MA called Excise Tax.
It's a creative way for the government to collect MORE money. It is a tax that is only levied on owners of registered automobiles.
Allegedly, like the state tax on gasoline, it is for the maintaining of road. This year they, the Commonwealth, that is, want $180.00 or so.
I don't think that's an excessive amount to be in a civilization with paved roads. I've been to places where paved roads are rare, like the Northeast Kingdom. Paved roads are greatly to blame for the spread of the Roman Empire.
Being that this country seems to be slipping down the same path, from Republic to Empire, (see Gore books,) it's a good thing we have paved roads.
Then again...
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6:09:59 PM
If you're wondering why there haven't been a slew of entries here on a day when I am not on call, it's because I have been spending most of my online time over at Blog City at my grazing site there. Blog City has greatly improved their interface and control of the blog's appearance.
None of today's entries are of any great interest to anyone other than myself. They are all musings on what works for me there and what still doesn't.
The most exciting thing that does work is the w::bloggar link is operational. The most disappointing is the ability to upload photos to the photo album.
Oh, well, in the immortal words of Mr. Wright, "You can't have everything. Where would you put it?"=30=
If you're wondering why there haven't been a slew of entries here on a day when I am not on call, it's because I have been spending most of my online time over at Blog City at my grazing site there. Blog City has greatly improved their interface and control of the blog's appearance.
None of today's entries are of any great interest to anyone other than myself. They are all musings on what works for me there and what still doesn't.
The most exciting thing that does work is the w::bloggar link is operational. The most disappointing is the ability to upload photos to the photo album.
Oh, well, in the immortal words of Mr. Wright, "You can't have everything. Where would you put it?"=30=
Friday, February 25, 2005
8:10:55 PM
It is very weird when you see someone you know on TV. Enough about that.
The ominous reports of the weather that was going to hit us last night was like a dream. Most of the snow fell while we were sleeping. It was about 10 inches of light stuff. It came easily off the car.
On the way into Boston, it completely stopped. When I came out of the Big Dig, I had to quickly change to sunglasses to fight the glare. By the time I left, it was like a chilly early Spring day out there.
It was still weird to see someone you know on TV. A friend I have know since 1979 is coming to visit next week. We've kept in touch, by various means for the past ten years. I wonder if Gurdjieff's theory about behavior with people from other periods in your life will apply here. I'll let you know.
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It is very weird when you see someone you know on TV. Enough about that.
The ominous reports of the weather that was going to hit us last night was like a dream. Most of the snow fell while we were sleeping. It was about 10 inches of light stuff. It came easily off the car.
On the way into Boston, it completely stopped. When I came out of the Big Dig, I had to quickly change to sunglasses to fight the glare. By the time I left, it was like a chilly early Spring day out there.
It was still weird to see someone you know on TV. A friend I have know since 1979 is coming to visit next week. We've kept in touch, by various means for the past ten years. I wonder if Gurdjieff's theory about behavior with people from other periods in your life will apply here. I'll let you know.
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Thursday, February 24, 2005
10:15:49 PM
They weren't kidding, the snow has started to fall.
Tell me again why I don't live in California? Oh, yeah, I forgot, mudslides, earthquakes, forest fires, and the idiots who live in Malibu for the view.
If I want view, I get in the car and go look at it, say, "oooh, nice view." and go home. I spent a month or two on a naval vessel staring out at the Pacific Ocean. After the tenth or twelfth sunset it loses its charm.
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They weren't kidding, the snow has started to fall.
Tell me again why I don't live in California? Oh, yeah, I forgot, mudslides, earthquakes, forest fires, and the idiots who live in Malibu for the view.
If I want view, I get in the car and go look at it, say, "oooh, nice view." and go home. I spent a month or two on a naval vessel staring out at the Pacific Ocean. After the tenth or twelfth sunset it loses its charm.
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6:46:07 AM I am already a minute late, so I will just note that there was no snow on my car this morning. This is a good thing. =30=
8:23:51 PM
I mentioned that there was no snow on my car this morning. It's sort of like the incident of the dog barking in Silver Blaze. The odd thing, of late was the lack of snow.
If The Weather People are to be believed, there will be up to and perhaps in excess of a foot of snow on the car's roof in the morning. Of course, tomorrow is a day I HAVE to drive into Boston.
The good news is in Boston, they're saying less than half a foot of snow. Here in New England, we call that a dusting.
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8:23:51 PM
I mentioned that there was no snow on my car this morning. It's sort of like the incident of the dog barking in Silver Blaze. The odd thing, of late was the lack of snow.
If The Weather People are to be believed, there will be up to and perhaps in excess of a foot of snow on the car's roof in the morning. Of course, tomorrow is a day I HAVE to drive into Boston.
The good news is in Boston, they're saying less than half a foot of snow. Here in New England, we call that a dusting.
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Wednesday, February 23, 2005
6:44:46 AM
Fourth day in a row the car is covered with snow. Can't say more at the moment, time to go!
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9:48:27 PM
Had a slight brush with a power that be today.
As I walked away from the encounter, I realized that two years ago, in my reality, this place and that person did not exist. If, for some reason the place and that person were no longer in my life, would it be something toward which a value, either negative or positive, would be assigned?
Or, more likely, will they just no longer exist in any part of my reality other than that part we sometimes call memory? In my small head, there is over a half century of memory. The longer the memory becomes, the smaller the parts become. One has no more importance than another, because, other than a small part of an organ that occasionally gets a spark of electricity to project them, they no longer exist.
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11:02:29 PM
Okay, whoa. When did I get so damn Zen?
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Fourth day in a row the car is covered with snow. Can't say more at the moment, time to go!
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9:48:27 PM
Had a slight brush with a power that be today.
As I walked away from the encounter, I realized that two years ago, in my reality, this place and that person did not exist. If, for some reason the place and that person were no longer in my life, would it be something toward which a value, either negative or positive, would be assigned?
Or, more likely, will they just no longer exist in any part of my reality other than that part we sometimes call memory? In my small head, there is over a half century of memory. The longer the memory becomes, the smaller the parts become. One has no more importance than another, because, other than a small part of an organ that occasionally gets a spark of electricity to project them, they no longer exist.
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11:02:29 PM
Okay, whoa. When did I get so damn Zen?
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Tuesday, February 22, 2005
I hate mosquitoes.
5:34:23 PM The roads were better today. Work was a little different. This is good. If I had a job that was the same day after day, I would go nuts.
In high school I worked in a factory for two days. My brain went into repetitive action overload. There are worker bees and than there are not. My job allows me to go outside, drive around on occasion, and deal with people of all makes and variety. This is for what I was built.
Oddly enough, it is in Winter I find going outside to be the most refreshing. I am not into the sultry summer day or night. During the day, it's heat, at night it's the five local breeds of mosquitoes. I hate mosquitoes.
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In high school I worked in a factory for two days. My brain went into repetitive action overload. There are worker bees and than there are not. My job allows me to go outside, drive around on occasion, and deal with people of all makes and variety. This is for what I was built.
Oddly enough, it is in Winter I find going outside to be the most refreshing. I am not into the sultry summer day or night. During the day, it's heat, at night it's the five local breeds of mosquitoes. I hate mosquitoes.
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Monday, February 21, 2005
The painting on the right is for sale
In the photo display to the right of this message is a thumbnail of a painting that we have put up for sale. It's an oil painting that we've owned for quite a while. Things in our life have become more important than owning what we think will one day hang in a museum. It's called "And Then I Rest" by William Tolliver.Ü
The Mundane and Trivial
6:40:18 AM
Light snow, 27 degrees. It's President's Day. Most of the US has the day off. The President is in Europe making nice-nice with the polits over there. I have to go to work. I could've had the day off, but I am in the exact middle of a two week project. I would rather it end on time than have it end on an odd day. =30=
5:34:51 PM
Three people I know slid off the road today. Thankfully none of them were hurt.
It was a slip and slide ride into work this morning, cars to the left and right off the road. Made me wonder what the hell I was doing there. Supper's ready!! =30=
7:47:54 PM
In one of the classes I teach, the subject is The Mundane and Trivial and how important they are to the great scheme of things. Most of the things I write here will be about the Mundane and the Trivial. That is what this stage in my life is all about. This is a good thing.
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Light snow, 27 degrees. It's President's Day. Most of the US has the day off. The President is in Europe making nice-nice with the polits over there. I have to go to work. I could've had the day off, but I am in the exact middle of a two week project. I would rather it end on time than have it end on an odd day. =30=
5:34:51 PM
Three people I know slid off the road today. Thankfully none of them were hurt.
It was a slip and slide ride into work this morning, cars to the left and right off the road. Made me wonder what the hell I was doing there. Supper's ready!! =30=
7:47:54 PM
In one of the classes I teach, the subject is The Mundane and Trivial and how important they are to the great scheme of things. Most of the things I write here will be about the Mundane and the Trivial. That is what this stage in my life is all about. This is a good thing.
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Sunday, February 20, 2005
End of Advanced Diary testing...
That's it for this Sunday day of play here at Advanced Diary.
The only thing I have found at all lacking here is a spell checker.
The good news is that there is one on w::bloggar .
Did I mention that is was found on Snapfiles.com ? Nope! It was.
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The only thing I have found at all lacking here is a spell checker.
The good news is that there is one on w::bloggar .
Did I mention that is was found on Snapfiles.com ? Nope! It was.
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Advanced Diary playing
The default color I chose was blue. I wonder if I write in blue will it transfer to the w::bloggar with the color intact?
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Today is the first day I will use Advanced Diary . I am not yet familiar with all of its features.
This like most things in life will come in time.
It appeals to me because I can make entries during the day that can be culled for blog entries at the end of the day. This should help prevent on the fly entries to the blog that later need to be deleted.
This is also could be a good replacement for the errant notes I make to myself and spread all over the various drives, both hard and removable.
The entries are written in HTML. To transfer them to the w::blogger blog interface only requires a Ctrl-A, Ctrl-C and Ctrl-V. All of the processing, short of the image, are transferred intact.
Okay, this is cool. Now to look at their organizer, (like I don't have enough PIM's...
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This like most things in life will come in time.
It appeals to me because I can make entries during the day that can be culled for blog entries at the end of the day. This should help prevent on the fly entries to the blog that later need to be deleted.
This is also could be a good replacement for the errant notes I make to myself and spread all over the various drives, both hard and removable.
The entries are written in HTML. To transfer them to the w::blogger blog interface only requires a Ctrl-A, Ctrl-C and Ctrl-V. All of the processing, short of the image, are transferred intact.
Okay, this is cool. Now to look at their organizer, (like I don't have enough PIM's...
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Playing with Version 4.** of w:bloggar
The icon below is one of the dozen or so approved
for display by those of us who support and recommend
w::bloggar as a blogging interface for several of the
blog engines.
This blog sits on the Blogger server, owned by Google.
There are several oonline host sites out there. I have a
test blog on most of them, but Blogger seems to still be
the simplest to set up and run.
Onlike most Sundays, this is not a day of rest for me.
Starting in an hour I have this and that to do here and
there until dinnertime. Even dinnertime calls for social
interaction. This will be more exhausting than a 16 hour
work day.
Speaking of the same, I will be in work tomorrow, President's
Day. A two week project is a two week project, holiday or not.
What fun!
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for display by those of us who support and recommend
w::bloggar as a blogging interface for several of the
blog engines.
This blog sits on the Blogger server, owned by Google.
There are several oonline host sites out there. I have a
test blog on most of them, but Blogger seems to still be
the simplest to set up and run.
Onlike most Sundays, this is not a day of rest for me.
Starting in an hour I have this and that to do here and
there until dinnertime. Even dinnertime calls for social
interaction. This will be more exhausting than a 16 hour
work day.
Speaking of the same, I will be in work tomorrow, President's
Day. A two week project is a two week project, holiday or not.
What fun!
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Sunday, February 13, 2005
The mother of all colds!
This is a mother of a cold. Of course it hit me the night we went out
for a romantic Valentines Day weekend dinner. It can be accurately
said, I was not the most amiable dinner party
tomorrow morning I have to leave for work. The answer is to go
to bed early and not at my usual 2:00 a.m.
I'll keep you posted.
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for a romantic Valentines Day weekend dinner. It can be accurately
said, I was not the most amiable dinner party
tomorrow morning I have to leave for work. The answer is to go
to bed early and not at my usual 2:00 a.m.
I'll keep you posted.
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Saturday, February 12, 2005
Do you want to hunker down?
Do you have the nasty part of a cold and not want
to commune?
I have two websites you need to visit:
The first is Magntune
I recommend their "Genre" page for this exercise.
Assuming you have WinAmp, go down to the Mood
selection on the genre page and click on Relax.
Then go to Metafilter, using Firefox of course, and just
start middle clicking on links of every sort.
You will be planted in from of your computer for a goodly
two hours, minimum. Almost as good as chicken soup.
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to commune?
I have two websites you need to visit:
The first is Magntune
I recommend their "Genre" page for this exercise.
Assuming you have WinAmp, go down to the Mood
selection on the genre page and click on Relax.
Then go to Metafilter, using Firefox of course, and just
start middle clicking on links of every sort.
You will be planted in from of your computer for a goodly
two hours, minimum. Almost as good as chicken soup.
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Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Bravenet.
There is a commercial rich site called Bravenet.
They provide a "free" blogging service that comes with
many "free" features.
When I say "many," I mean MORE than many. This was a
site I used for various counters back in the days when designing
web sites was a gentlemen's profession. Have a look>>>>
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They provide a "free" blogging service that comes with
many "free" features.
When I say "many," I mean MORE than many. This was a
site I used for various counters back in the days when designing
web sites was a gentlemen's profession. Have a look>>>>
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Sunday, February 06, 2005
Saturday, February 05, 2005
Two interesting links:
First the the CJR campaign Desk article
regarding a candidate for the Texas governor's Office.
The other is a photo of Marthaé and François Gribaud's Last Supper ad in the
UK's Guardian
The above were found in my weekly sweep of bookmarked blogs.
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regarding a candidate for the Texas governor's Office.
The other is a photo of Marthaé and François Gribaud's Last Supper ad in the
UK's Guardian
The above were found in my weekly sweep of bookmarked blogs.
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Sunday, January 30, 2005
Wedding photos sent.
It wasn't that long ago, 20 or so photos were taken
at a wedding. They've been sitting on my laptop,
the subject of Picasa modification, experiment and
simple creative techniques.
It was my assumption that there were so many photos
taken at the wedding, that these few would be of no
importance. It was discovered this morning at a church
service that at least one of the wedding party was disappointed
by the lack of photos.
Safe to say, the photos left have been sent, post haste.
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at a wedding. They've been sitting on my laptop,
the subject of Picasa modification, experiment and
simple creative techniques.
It was my assumption that there were so many photos
taken at the wedding, that these few would be of no
importance. It was discovered this morning at a church
service that at least one of the wedding party was disappointed
by the lack of photos.
Safe to say, the photos left have been sent, post haste.
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Saturday, January 29, 2005
Speech Class, 1964
It was for my Speech Class in 1964 I had to memorize
Poe's The Raven. I was walking around school reciting,
"Once upon a midnight, dreary,
while I pondered weak and weary,
over a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore..."
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Poe's The Raven. I was walking around school reciting,
"Once upon a midnight, dreary,
while I pondered weak and weary,
over a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore..."
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The Raven (Edgar Allan Poe) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
The Raven (Edgar Allan Poe) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: "Trivia
The basic meter of the poem is 'trochaic octameter', that is, lines of 8 trochees (pairs of syllables, the first with strong stress, the second with weak).
Ravens can be taught to speak. Poe's raven is thought to have been inspired by the raven Grip in Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens. Dickens' bird has many words and comic turns, including the popping of a champagne cork, but Poe felt that Dickens did not make enough of the bird's dramatic qualities.
Baltimore's professional football team, the Baltimore_Ravens, is named after the poem. The name was selected after a telephone poll of Baltimore residents.
The Raven Society (http://www.student.virginia.edu/~ravens/), founded 1904, is the University of Virginia's most important honor society, combining requirements of high-level scholarship, service, leadership, and - for the student members - 'promise of further advancement in the intellectual field.' New members have to supply a parody of the poem for initiation, which takes place in Poe's room where he lived when studying at the University, which is now under the curatorship of the Society. The Society also owns and takes care of several other Poe sites, including the grave of his mother in Richmond, Va."
The basic meter of the poem is 'trochaic octameter', that is, lines of 8 trochees (pairs of syllables, the first with strong stress, the second with weak).
Ravens can be taught to speak. Poe's raven is thought to have been inspired by the raven Grip in Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens. Dickens' bird has many words and comic turns, including the popping of a champagne cork, but Poe felt that Dickens did not make enough of the bird's dramatic qualities.
Baltimore's professional football team, the Baltimore_Ravens, is named after the poem. The name was selected after a telephone poll of Baltimore residents.
The Raven Society (http://www.student.virginia.edu/~ravens/), founded 1904, is the University of Virginia's most important honor society, combining requirements of high-level scholarship, service, leadership, and - for the student members - 'promise of further advancement in the intellectual field.' New members have to supply a parody of the poem for initiation, which takes place in Poe's room where he lived when studying at the University, which is now under the curatorship of the Society. The Society also owns and takes care of several other Poe sites, including the grave of his mother in Richmond, Va."
Spot Color using Picasa
This was taken at a UU wedding a few months ago.
The spot color on the candle was done using the upgraded Picasa.
The newer version of Picasa gives you a more varied control
of how your digital snapshots are displayed.
It also lets you post it on a Blogger based blog with little trouble.
The only thing I find inconvenient is the automatic posting
when the ENTER key is hit. This make the caption section
sometimes posted too early
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Sunny Five Degree Saturday
Here in Massachusetts, the sun is shining.
It is reflecting off the snow to the point that
sunglasses are needed to look out the window
at the five foot snow mounds lining the road.
Our mailbox was a casualty in the last road
clearing. We first replaced it with a cardboard
box shoved into the snow bank. This worked for
a day or two, but the box was wearing out.
We replaced that with a Rubbermaid mail
box.
Let's see how long this one lasts.
Remind me again why I don't live in Marin?
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It is reflecting off the snow to the point that
sunglasses are needed to look out the window
at the five foot snow mounds lining the road.
Our mailbox was a casualty in the last road
clearing. We first replaced it with a cardboard
box shoved into the snow bank. This worked for
a day or two, but the box was wearing out.
We replaced that with a Rubbermaid mail
box.
Let's see how long this one lasts.
Remind me again why I don't live in Marin?
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Friday, January 28, 2005
Ma is reforming...
When I was a young man there was one phone company.
In fact, we called it just The Phone Company. Your phone,
the one phone you had in your house, belonged to The
Phone Company and you rented it from them.
The phone came in one color, black Bakelite.
Then there was the break up, the forming of Baby
Bells and the birth of newly independent companies.
Now there are thousands of ways to use the phone.
But, it looks like AT&T, the original name for The
Phone Company is about to be bought by two, or
three of its babies. To me that looks like what was
split is reforming, Borglike.
I don't know, I kinda liked Bakelite.
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In fact, we called it just The Phone Company. Your phone,
the one phone you had in your house, belonged to The
Phone Company and you rented it from them.
The phone came in one color, black Bakelite.
Then there was the break up, the forming of Baby
Bells and the birth of newly independent companies.
Now there are thousands of ways to use the phone.
But, it looks like AT&T, the original name for The
Phone Company is about to be bought by two, or
three of its babies. To me that looks like what was
split is reforming, Borglike.
I don't know, I kinda liked Bakelite.
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Sunday, January 23, 2005
Good Night Johnn y...
Ernie Kovacs, Steve Allen, Jack Paar and now
Johnny Carson.
Combined, the two gentlemen now occupying their
timeslot haven't a tenth of the intellectual wit any
one of these men had on a bad day.
It's either that, or I am just getting old and grumpy,
waxing nostalgic about the days when two super powers
were lined up at either side of Dodge City waiting
for the other to flinch. Wit had a place then.
Now we're sitting around waiting for another pathetic
misguided religious zealot to blow a mere fraction of us
up.
When will the truly good old days get here?
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Johnny Carson.
Combined, the two gentlemen now occupying their
timeslot haven't a tenth of the intellectual wit any
one of these men had on a bad day.
It's either that, or I am just getting old and grumpy,
waxing nostalgic about the days when two super powers
were lined up at either side of Dodge City waiting
for the other to flinch. Wit had a place then.
Now we're sitting around waiting for another pathetic
misguided religious zealot to blow a mere fraction of us
up.
When will the truly good old days get here?
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The New York Times > New York Region > Roaring Snowstorm Shoves Northeast Into Winter's Grasp
The New York Times > New York Region > Roaring Snowstorm Shoves Northeast Into Winter's Grasp: "Cape Cod and southeastern Massachusetts were expected to be hit hardest, with more than two feet of snow blown by winds that gusted up to 60 miles an hour. 'The snow is falling not in inches but in feet,' said Gov. Mitt Romney, who warned that the threat would be complicated by a full moon and a tidal surge in coastal communities."
The Blizzard of 1-23-05
This is our cat, Mougli, try to decide whether ot not
this would be a good time to run out in the yard and
frolic.
Welcome to New England on the day the Patriots play
Pittsburgh, in Pennsylvania.
Hoo-Boy
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Saturday, January 22, 2005
William Tolliver Painting for Sale!
This is an oil painting we bought in New Orleans over
eleven years ago. It's called "And Then I Rest."
It's an oil on canvas by William Tolliver. (1951-2000)
Almost all of the other works by William Tolliver that
we've seen have to do with New Orleans' Jazz culture.
This is more along the line of his famous
" Sunday Service" lithograph.
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Thursday, January 20, 2005
I shouldn't have said anything...
"How does Zero sound?"
The same radio station, on the way home this evening,
was kind enough to inform me the temperature will drop
to four below zero over night.
I shouldn't have complained about four above zero.
When will I learn?
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The same radio station, on the way home this evening,
was kind enough to inform me the temperature will drop
to four below zero over night.
I shouldn't have complained about four above zero.
When will I learn?
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Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Okay, too cold!
On the drive into work this morning, the woman with
the lovely voice on Magic 106.7 started her traffic and weather
report with something like. "It's 4 in the Backbay!" When I
first heard this, I honestly looked at the car clock and saw it was
twenty to seven. How, I asked myself, could she get the time
so wrong.
Then the horror of what she said struck me. When she said
four she meant a four found on the F. scale.
Damn, that's cold!
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the lovely voice on Magic 106.7 started her traffic and weather
report with something like. "It's 4 in the Backbay!" When I
first heard this, I honestly looked at the car clock and saw it was
twenty to seven. How, I asked myself, could she get the time
so wrong.
Then the horror of what she said struck me. When she said
four she meant a four found on the F. scale.
Damn, that's cold!
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Monday, January 17, 2005
Leave it Behind
The author of the Leave it Behind, Brian Bailey said that
blogger should mention other blogs. There, I mentioned
your blog, Brian...
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blogger should mention other blogs. There, I mentioned
your blog, Brian...
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Sunday, January 16, 2005
A book I am reading and a book I will read
A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson. This was given to me as Christmas present by
my nephew, Tad. I had never heard of Bill Bryson. It seems everyone in the room, including
my nephew had known him from another book of his:
I am a Stranger Here Myself Now that I am a quarter of a way through the absolutely amazing history,
I will have to get ALL of his books. It is what I do, as Winston Churchill and Samuel Clemens.
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An interesting read about google...
If Google has become the only way you look something up
these days, you may want to take a few minutes and pop
over to Alan Williamson' blog city page to read about a lecture
he attended given by Marissa Mayer, Product Manager for Google.
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these days, you may want to take a few minutes and pop
over to Alan Williamson' blog city page to read about a lecture
he attended given by Marissa Mayer, Product Manager for Google.
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RSSCalendar.com - Product Overview
RSSCalendar.com - Product Overview: "School calendars"
I have little use for this feature, but I could see where some
organizations having use for it.
A problem may occur in explaining a RSS feed to some people .
...
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I have little use for this feature, but I could see where some
organizations having use for it.
A problem may occur in explaining a RSS feed to some people .
...
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update for w::Bloggar
If you are having trouble with ::w.bloggar and TypePad,
you may want to go over to the site and pick up the updated
.exe file. You dont' have to download the entire program,
just get the .exe file and replace the one in your w::bloggar
file.
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you may want to go over to the site and pick up the updated
.exe file. You dont' have to download the entire program,
just get the .exe file and replace the one in your w::bloggar
file.
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just Checking In.
The commute to work today was a breeze.
This could be because it's Saturday, the first day of
a three day weekend. There was some business
that needed doing that I did. The commute home was
just as nice.
Going into Boston can be a tricky thing, from the
north or from the south. Coming from the south,
if you leave ten minutes before the hour, the
ride can take 20 t0 30 minutes.
Leave a minute after seven and you might as well
take you knitting with you and a few newly burned
CD's with your favorite music because it will take
over an hour.
Pittsburg won.
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This could be because it's Saturday, the first day of
a three day weekend. There was some business
that needed doing that I did. The commute home was
just as nice.
Going into Boston can be a tricky thing, from the
north or from the south. Coming from the south,
if you leave ten minutes before the hour, the
ride can take 20 t0 30 minutes.
Leave a minute after seven and you might as well
take you knitting with you and a few newly burned
CD's with your favorite music because it will take
over an hour.
Pittsburg won.
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Monday, January 10, 2005
Boing Boing: A Directory of Wonderful Things
Boing Boing: A Directory of Wonderful Things: "Companies that have fired people for blogging
This page contains a list of companies that are purported to have fired employees for blogging 'fired, threatened, disciplined, fined or not hired people because of their blog.'
1.) Delta Air Lines
2.) Wells Fargo
3.) Ragen MacKenzie
4.) Starbucks
5.) Microsoft (some say yay, some say nay)
6.) Friendster
7.) the Houston Chronicle
8.) the St. Louis Post-Dispatch
9.) Nunavut Tourism (Canada)
10.) the Committee on Degrees in Social Studies, Harvard University
11.) Maricopa County Superior Court of Arizona Self Help Center and Library
12.) Mike DeWine, US Senator (R-Ohio)
13.) the Durham Herald-Sun
14.) Kerr-McGee
15.) ESPN
16.) Apple (according to this blog entry AND this article)
17.) Statistical Assessment Service (DC nonprofit)
18.) Minnesota Public Radio
19.) The Hartford Courant
20.) the International Olympic Committee (barred athletes from blogging during the Olympics last summer)
21.) Health Sciences Centre, Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada (?)
22.) the National Basketball Association (NBA)
Link (via Apophenia)
posted by Cory Doctorow at 03:26:05 PM permalink | blogs' comments"
This page contains a list of companies that are purported to have fired employees for blogging 'fired, threatened, disciplined, fined or not hired people because of their blog.'
1.) Delta Air Lines
2.) Wells Fargo
3.) Ragen MacKenzie
4.) Starbucks
5.) Microsoft (some say yay, some say nay)
6.) Friendster
7.) the Houston Chronicle
8.) the St. Louis Post-Dispatch
9.) Nunavut Tourism (Canada)
10.) the Committee on Degrees in Social Studies, Harvard University
11.) Maricopa County Superior Court of Arizona Self Help Center and Library
12.) Mike DeWine, US Senator (R-Ohio)
13.) the Durham Herald-Sun
14.) Kerr-McGee
15.) ESPN
16.) Apple (according to this blog entry AND this article)
17.) Statistical Assessment Service (DC nonprofit)
18.) Minnesota Public Radio
19.) The Hartford Courant
20.) the International Olympic Committee (barred athletes from blogging during the Olympics last summer)
21.) Health Sciences Centre, Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada (?)
22.) the National Basketball Association (NBA)
Link (via Apophenia)
posted by Cory Doctorow at 03:26:05 PM permalink | blogs' comments"
I know it is selfish...
...to complain about the trivial with so much sorrow in the world,
but I still am not overly fond of driving to work in the dark.
Circadianilly, we were meant to rise with the sun. I am at work,
in the catacombs of corporate worship when the sun rises,
the sun sets while I am still encased in concrete.
Oh, well, back to the wheel...
=30=
but I still am not overly fond of driving to work in the dark.
Circadianilly, we were meant to rise with the sun. I am at work,
in the catacombs of corporate worship when the sun rises,
the sun sets while I am still encased in concrete.
Oh, well, back to the wheel...
=30=
Sunday, January 09, 2005
I am tired
After a lovely 10 day vacation that only cost me three vaction days, I have
come back to work in a great way. This is my 10th straight day.
I need to be here at five in the morning and then back again at 2230. Two
more days of that.
In between that, it being transition STUFF, I am teaching an 80 hour course.
16 of the 80 hours have pased. Only 74 to go. Whoopee!!! Then next Saturday
I have an auxilliary class to teach. What fun.
The end line of all this is exhaustion. When exhausted,
writing witty blog entries is drained from my limited list of talents, if so they
can be called.
Say good night, Gracie!
=30=
come back to work in a great way. This is my 10th straight day.
I need to be here at five in the morning and then back again at 2230. Two
more days of that.
In between that, it being transition STUFF, I am teaching an 80 hour course.
16 of the 80 hours have pased. Only 74 to go. Whoopee!!! Then next Saturday
I have an auxilliary class to teach. What fun.
The end line of all this is exhaustion. When exhausted,
writing witty blog entries is drained from my limited list of talents, if so they
can be called.
Say good night, Gracie!
=30=
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Diego Garcia Safe
For those of us who have been on the horseshoe known as DG who were
worried, the following message has come:
Diego Garcia, British Indian Ocean Territory –
Navy personnel on board Naval Support Facility Diego Garcia in the Indian Ocean
are safe following the earthquake and subsequent tsunami that had devastating
effects on Southeast Asia. Facilities and operations were not affected.
Favorable ocean topography minimized the tsunami’s impact on the atoll. Diego
Garcia is part of the Chagos Archipelago, situated on the southernmost part of
the Chagos-Laccadive Ridge. To the east lies the Chagos Trench, a 400 mile long,
underwater canyon that ranges in depth from less than 1,00 meters below the
surface to depths that plunge to over 5,000 meters. It is one of the deepest regions
of the Indian Ocean.
Diego Garcia is located to the west of Chagos Trench, which runs north and
south. The depth of the Chagos Trench and grade to the shores does not allow
for tsunamis to build before passing the atoll. The result of the earthquake
was seen as a tidal surge estimated at six feet.
Blessed BE!
=30=
worried, the following message has come:
Diego Garcia, British Indian Ocean Territory –
Navy personnel on board Naval Support Facility Diego Garcia in the Indian Ocean
are safe following the earthquake and subsequent tsunami that had devastating
effects on Southeast Asia. Facilities and operations were not affected.
Favorable ocean topography minimized the tsunami’s impact on the atoll. Diego
Garcia is part of the Chagos Archipelago, situated on the southernmost part of
the Chagos-Laccadive Ridge. To the east lies the Chagos Trench, a 400 mile long,
underwater canyon that ranges in depth from less than 1,00 meters below the
surface to depths that plunge to over 5,000 meters. It is one of the deepest regions
of the Indian Ocean.
Diego Garcia is located to the west of Chagos Trench, which runs north and
south. The depth of the Chagos Trench and grade to the shores does not allow
for tsunamis to build before passing the atoll. The result of the earthquake
was seen as a tidal surge estimated at six feet.
Blessed BE!
=30=
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