Waiting for my hair to dry. As soon as it does, I’m in the sack.
3D HTML!?Nifty… Using HTML and javascript, these people re-created the math behind a 3D program. And, like all good mathmaticians, they show their work.
Images from Dexter Thursday are here. (also a little pic of my project.)
ahh…white chocolate chip cookies with macadamia nuts. a great ending to the day.
submitting some stories here next… I have a mailing to send out this weekend for my sweetie, too. Tardy Scotto. Get back on schedule.
Newt is clucking very strangely. muh-muh-muh-merrrrr. Nothing outside that I can see. When I went to investigate, wrestling match time… swabs and teef vs giant monster papa hugs.
ZorkBot is an AIM interface for an old text adventure game called Dungeon. This game was the predecessor to the Infocom game Zork which was very popular in the late 1980s. [so yes, maybe it should be called DungeonBot, but Zork has much higher name recognition]
I can only imagine the havoc that a water-cooled laptop computer is capable of wreaking.
A New Zealand phone company sent a bill saying it was charging a man extra for “being an arrogant bastard”.
Fired for having a journal?
This is upsetting because she has never named names, never stated who she worked for. And no, she doesn’t work for the same company I do, and I have never met her. Don’t know her from Eve, but the issue concerns me.
Her first amendment rights have been violated. Period. End of discussion. I hope she sues them into oblivion. They have termitated her for the way she conducts herself in her personal life. They have terminated her because they do not like the opinions she has expressed, outside the workplace… May as well fire her because she runs a pro-Democrat site and the management are all Republicans, or a Baptist site and everyone else are Buddhists. Or because someone went to see her in a play and didn’t like her performance, or went to an art gallery and didn’t like a painting she did. Yes, it’s just that stupid.
Granted, she may be in a “right to work” state. Which, in a seeming contradiction, doesn’t mean you have a right to work. It means employment is a priviledge (“at will”) and the employer can fire you without notice for no reason whatsoever. But according to her, they clearly stated the reason, and it’s just wrong. It’s unethical, even if it were deemed to be legal.
To be fair, balanced, and unbiased, I do wonder if they’re more to the story that Heather’s not telling us — I’d like to talk to her employer to get their side of things, but I’d likely only get a “no comment”… and I’d have to banish them all to the land of wind and ghosts.
The mark made a break for it…I took off after him like a seagull in a hurricane. I turned the corner and spotted my man jumping into a cab so I did the same. He led me across town to a little dive on 13th street and got out of his cab. My boy parked up the block and we watched while Walker looked around for a tail. When he was satisfied he’d given me the shake, he went in. I paid off my cabbie and followed. It was another bar, and Walker wasn’t anywhere in the room. I sat down, ordered a beer and waited. After about ten minutes I saw a couple of guys wander out of a door in the back. A couple of minutes later, a couple of more came wandering out, so I wandered in.
It was a small time gambling setup… the kind you can throw into the back of your car if the cops come. I started getting that lousy feeling again. You don’t just walk into a place like that unless someone wants you to…and if they do, it’s usually because they’ve got a fix so you’ll stay around… maybe permanently. It was about that time I became aware of a lumbering hulk behind me… before I could react, a sharp rap on the back of my skull told me that it was naptime.
The Pentagon has decided to close The Office of Strategic Influence. Do you think they’re just spreading disinformation in saying they are closing it? How do we know if an office whose purpose was to tell lies is being honest when they say they are closing?
I’m having a frozen banana for breakfast…I wish I had some chocolate syrup to dip it into, but it’s still a tasty treat on its own. I’m not sure what it is about ‘nanners, but I can eat just one and be really full. I don’t think I could eat more than two in a sitting, even though I could eat twice that amount in most other foods.
Is “tardbucket” a good insult word? I sort of want to call someone a tardbucket.
Speaking of my last entry and being 10 years old… Here’s some selections from the 1980 JC Penny catalog. I actually had a pair of nikes with the wrong-way swoosh (#2, the blue with the gold)
too many meetings at work today! bleh bleh bleh!
tomorrow will be more of the same. I do like having a fresh project to work on though… now it’s just a question of finding out *exactly* what people want and expect of the program.
As this will be internal, a “do what I want, not what I say” client won’t be as much of a problem. (gadzooks…I hope, anyhow)
The back is better today, a minor twinge still, but not enough to be any kind of distraction from my work, fortunately. I forsee walkies being reactivated by thursday or so.
brain is in gearhead mode… producing more code than story-stuff. lovely forms, queries, and variables are coming together in a very pleasing way. Also, Tulpa is blooming as a seed in the back of my head, though. I think I have a better idea of the island where the people live, and the mediterranian culture. I have been hearing and reading a bit about the Romany culture, and I suspect a little of that will find its way into there.
Rowanda beat out South Florida for the lightning strike capital of earth. We’re number 2!
Scientists cross pigs with spinach?
I’m curious…how many of you guys remember 1979? Like Jimmy Carter, The Energy Crisis, All the gas stations with no fuel?
I was 10 years old then…I didn’t live in Florida yet, but we visited friends there in the keys. I remember carrying a 1978 world almanac with me *all the time* places. It was my source for nifty numbers and information, all kinds of trivia. Within a month that summer… July… I knew the whole book front to back, back to front. I still have a lot of that information locked inside my head, taking up space that phone numbers or some other memory use other folks might have. I sort of wish I had a stronger interest in music or language at that age… science and history was much more appealing to me at the time. I was one of those weirdo kids that actually knew all the presidents and vice presidents from Geroge Washington on, and could tell little goofy factoids about at least the more interesting ones, like Grover Cleveland (who was extra cool to me, because he was named for a muppet and a city in Ohio) being president two different terms, with Benjamin Harrison in between. I remember wanting John Anderson to win the 1980 election, because I didn’t like Reagan or Carter…it was the first year that I paid attention to elections and ad campaigns, though I didn’t understand very much of it. I thought the debates were interesting, and remember asking my Dad about Ayatollah Khomeni, and why the hostages were taken in Iran.
Weird, what flashes back, spinning off of the back of my skull… I remember news reports telling what day it was with the hostages… day 59, day 134, day 332. it lasted longer than a year.
Well, I’m going to bed… maybe to dream of my sweetheart and I as kids, running around, and goofing. Sweet dreams, dear journal, and wish me the same.
Bingo, the ninja spy cow still on the loose. Original ref here.
The myriad differences
Resolved by sitting,
All doors opened.
In this still place
I follow my nature,
Be what it may.
From the one hundred
Flowers I wander freely,
The soaring cliff,
A hall of meditation.– Reizan (- 1411)
Simple game. Take any line from a “Star Wars” film and replace one word with “pants.” Alter grammar to fit if need be. If you find this amusing, there are sites out there (like this one) with hundreds of them. But here are the best 11…
Simple game. Take any line from a “Star Wars” film and replace one word with “pants.” Alter grammar to fit if need be. If you find this amusing, there are sites out there (like this one) with hundreds of them. But here are the best 11…
fascinating link in the museum of menstruation regarding celtic history and a woman’s position there.
also, Celtic Religion, what info we really have
woo…it grows late. I’m hittin’ the sack. Nighters!
My back is back!
Huzzah!
Yecka… that was awful… I’m not going to slack on my working out that area again. The upside is now I’m feeling physically quite well now.
Redesigning a newtork interface for setup and the laser department. It’s been fun, thus far. I’ve been hiding little “easter eggs” in it…some that won’t appear for years. I won’t say what they are, but maybe I’ll show a piccie later.
I’m glad to be home, though. A little weary from my mental gears turning, but it’s a good weariness.
For the font addicts tuning in, here’s a way to make your own “alien alphabet” font in just a few seconds: The Alphabet Synthesis Machine is a new website I wandered into this morning. Crazy! I’ve often thought it would be neat if somebody would develop a fontmaking method where you could draw a few key letters (the R, for example, and the G) and a program would extrapolate basic letterforms based on the curves and weights and so on… This isn’t that, but it’s a pretty fun toy.
Well, off to work with me!
Just heading into a lovely hot shower, and I’m feeling pretty good. A night of thick sleep, Newt laying along the length of my left shin. It’s pretty cool this mornin’. I’m doing well enough to go to work. I won’t be running all over the laser dept, though… Dale can do it, or they can come to me. I plan on parking my tush into a chair and just coding like a crazed monkey to get caught up. I’m very happy to be near the end of this owie.
Via queso –
If Microsoft were to release an operating system with a built-in mail server that allowed anyone, including spammers, to relay mail through it, we wouldn’t hear the end of it. If someone else — say, Apple — were to do the same, we would barely hear a peep.
I could easily spend hours and hours of amazed bliss staring at Scott Kim’s various visual inversions. Each link in his gallery is another example of an amazing blend of visual design, symmetry, and even trickery to produce damn cool results. No, really — go take a look, it’s worth the time.
Got a few elements working on the tulpa project, but it’s off to a slow start. I think that in time it’ll pan into something nifty, though. Eric, Jane, Constance and Mr. LeThuy are all developed to a degree. Mary’s needs a little fleshing out, though. A variety club with exotic dancers, bare-fist fighters, performance art, and specialized hookers. (I think the sex and violence aspect will win out over the art side… although maybe It’ll be a way to squeeze some poetry into the deal.)
Concepts – raisable chain-link fence around the stage, covered with iron poles, hanging chains, free-standing platforms.
drugs are available… maybe love hidden among the lust, too.
Aries gang work as securty there, at odds with the peace force. (A neutral gang area but if members of a rival gang act up perhaps they can “deal with the situation” with some relish.)
back areas of the place will be heavy with smoke, strange smells, and noises that most folks would rather not identify.
pretty high turnover with both fighters and dancers.
fights there are without gloves, no weapons, no hitting an opponent who’s down (at least one knee on the ground) and the fight goes until someone can’t or won’t get up.
I found out today that Leisa and Brian had the baby last Wednesday. A little boy. I don’t know the statistics yet. Hooray for hippie-babies!
Semi-inspired by
The only thing more worrisome than a grand worldwide scheme plotted by mystic forces beyond understanding is a lazy bunch of forces that want you to do all the legwork. The Degree Confluence Project wants to find and photograph every intersection of lines of latitude and longitude. Why do they need this seemingly benign information? And why aren’t they willing to deal with the ones in the ocean? Just what are they trying to hide?
Actually, it’s quite cool.
here’s the one closest to me. If you’re reading this, how about showing me where you are? 🙂 (or as close as possible?)