Thursday, July 31, 2003

Congratulations, Jon.

Wednesday, July 30, 2003

I think I have it figured out: For some reason I had Internet Options on that system set to "Never" look for newer versions of the page. That may have been goofing up the time stamp.

Margaret's original post was dated 7/25, which is why it did not appear to publish on the front page. The "Change Time & Date" feature is getting set. Perhaps it does not clear itself out adequately.

Monday, July 28, 2003

Don't press me.

Hey Sharon, I thought you were going to retalliate!

Friday, July 25, 2003

Don't mistake comedy for confession. I have to eat toast, too, y'know.

I'm still thinking about the last time you visited, Fred, and eyeing my toaster warily.

Gross out, huh? Hmm. I should be up to the challenge. After all, I once wrote a love song about diarrhea.


10 minutes
never seemed
so


long.

Friday, July 18, 2003

The drumming arouses the Dancer. The Dancer inspires the Drum. Together they are a pure, primal exaltation of YES.

Amen.

Well, if one is good, two is better.

As one of our home systems doesn't seem to want to post I posted Margaret's "At the fair" from here at the office. Doing so seems to have forced her's to go through as well. How odd.

Thursday, July 17, 2003

Hey, Bryan. I just set up an Invisible City discussion board. One of the forums is "Invisible Communities," under the category "Invisible Indie," and I think that would be a perfect place to announce your mix exchange, if you want. I had you and Fred in mind when I created that forum.

Wednesday, July 16, 2003

Little Red Boat posted a poem that made me think of Margaret. 'Tis sweet.

Trolls can fit under bridges, while Ogres carry clubs. I figure Ogres are considerably bigger.

To my mind (shush, YX), Trolls, as nether-bridge-dwellers, are wet and dark and grow moss. They have reflective, nocturnal eyes. Ogres look like walking stone, with huge, flat, herbivorous teeth that could crush your rib cage, like a hippopotamus.

Since you asked.

Here's a bit of self-serving posting: Which is bigger: a Troll or an Ogre and how do you imagine them looking?

Archives are not picking up my changes, so you may just have to scroll down to Monday, but I posted a memory for fire.

Speaking of willing yourself out of the dominant paradigm, I just received a request to reprint an article I wrote for Paradigma Online back in '98. The special edition will be distributed at Dragon*Con. *beam*

Monday, July 14, 2003

Hey Margaret: I hope that topic's OK. If not, you can either suggest a different one, or I can change my futureposts for my next topic and you can have my day.
Just let me know.

Friday, July 11, 2003

Existential angst: "Oh crap! I Exist!"
How is that good?
And if it's not good, why did I have to waste part of my brain learning about it, reading books devoted to instilling or communicating it?

Wednesday, July 09, 2003

I noticed that. What a coincidence.

Hey...the topic on 600 seconds is the same as one of the topics on my blog. How interesting is that? And you called Faith self-serving!

Again, sorry. I wish I could find a happier quote in my bag of tricks. I don't know all the details, but you deserve better.

Tuesday, July 08, 2003

Today, Friend, it isn't.

Sorry. If it's any consolation, you no longer have my job.

[puts head down on desk and cries]

"Did you ever have a job that you hated, worked really hard at? Long, hard day at work, finally you get to go home, get in bed, close your eyes...and immediately you wake up and realize that the whole day at work had been a dream. It's bad enough that you sell your waking life for minimum wage, but now they get your dreams for free." -- Waking Life

I'm quite happy to say I've never once dreamed about Blogger, as far as I can recall.

Steps I followed this morning:
  1. Noticed that Margaret had a post that wasn't showing up on the blog. Two actually.
  2. Sighed.
  3. Viewed the blog and refreshed the page, just to check. Scrolled all the way down it, too, just to be really sure.
  4. Deleted the later of the two identical posts.
  5. Clicked the Publish button.
Post is there now. I couldn't say what the cause is. I'm still thinking time differences, in that the blog thinks your post is in the future still.

I had a dream that another new "feature" of Blogger is that it only allows three team members on a collaborative blog, but ours was grandfathered in. I still wondered if that was partly to blame for our woes.

Yes, I dream about this stuff. It never ends.

Monday, July 07, 2003

Hey, Ben. How many milliNovas? [ducks]

Bryan had the same issue as Margaret a while back (and if I weren't doing so much time-zone surfing, I might be noticing the same). It has been sporadic for us -- but, Shawn, we are also left-coasters and Comcast-users. (Don't get me started on them.)

I don't think I've noticed any more trouble with Blogger than usual. I have trouble getting the entire page to load more often than getting individual posts to publish. Usually, it's just a matter of trying again or waiting for the information to actually get transferred.

Although, on (not so) rare occasion, I'll get a completely different blog when I first type in the address of either 600 seconds or 600+. Which, I suppose, is just one of the amusingly bizarre side effects of using Blogspot.

(Of course, having said that, I sit and watch as this post at first spectacularly fails to publish...)

I hate bugs. I hate debugging. I'm not too keen on programmers or users, neither.

I do see Ben's 600seconds post, out on the internet. So, has someone published the blog after he made the post, below? If not, Ben, refresh the page? I have found that, despite my aggressive no-caching settings, I'll still get cached versions of my blogs sometimes. That would go a ways towards explaining Margaret's difficulties, too.

Like playin' Area 51, I say: "Reload."

My sugar-frosted posty-flakes aren't showing up on the other page. Odd. It lets me post, the post is there, it just ain't on the internet. Maybe it'll show up later.
In the meantime, Happiness be.

Cookie. I think the word is cookie.

Mmm... cookies...

Other theory: A post between midnight and 2am, Central time, shows up out of order, and if you don't know to look for it, you don't see it, farther down on the page than it should be. Other-other theory: intermittant Blogger outages.

Ack! Why I don't go outside in Texas: Just got a note about a co-worker who was hospitalized because she lacked feeling in part of her face. The cause? An insect bite. Too hostile here. Hmm... She is getting out of work, though...

Ya know, I suspected that may be an issue but couldn't see that it was. Margaret thought that she was doing something wrong, or that Blogger simply hated her, but, I too was unable to post over the weekend either as Margaret or as Shawn. Then, as if by magic, the weekend's postings showed up this morning. So, unless the timestamp is causing a two _day_ delay I suspect it may have to do instead with my ISP. Anyone else have Comcast?

Hmmm, that said, I realized that I had not deleted temp internet files between posting as Margaret and Shawn. While, as you can see, the postings will display the correct names for the post, the "user info temp file" (whatever the hell Windows calls it) may still see some margaret-related info. I found that to be the case when I was trying to edit my user profile on Blogger some time ago. It would saaaaay I was Shawn but would show me Margaret info.

Anyhow, happy Monday.

Margaret, Shawn, I suspect timestamps may be the issue. Anybody else on the Left Coast seeing squirrely effects? Are you each publishing from different computers? (I can't imagine that the local time setting on the machine would have an impact, but there have been all kinds of enhancements with this upgrade.) I'm curious if setting the time on the post to two hours in the past would make it publish.

Thursday, July 03, 2003

Why, gobs and gobs of cash, natch!

In answer to Sharon's question in the, whaddayacallit, "real world" this weekend, I only just learned that Dave Berry is also a July 3-er. Yay Middle Cancers! Whoohoo!

Happy happy birthday! Happy birthday to you. Happy happy birthday! Happy birthday to you.

Now go spend too much money on mediocre food in a luridly decorated family restaurant with quazi-antique road signs on the walls.



So what does Tom Cruise add to the mix that wasn't all ready there.

Ooh, ooh, I've added another to the list of people with whom I am proud to share my birthday. Now it's Tom Cruise, Kafka, Dave Barry and me. Between the four of us, you've got the perfect man.

I'm going away for the weekend, but I promise that when I get back I'll start writing again. I'll leave it to you to decide if that's a good thing or not.

Have a great 4th of July weekend, everyone!

Wednesday, July 02, 2003

This just keeps getting better. It all started when I was reflecting on REM songs. That reminded me of Squid, so I shared Squid and Elwood with Shawn, and talked about them here. This prompted a stranger to write to me. One presumptuous request later, and I had my very own Squid and Elwood CD. My labyrinth post continues to be the highest ranking "Squid and Elwood" hit on Google, so today I received... an email from Squid! He caught me up on news from his life. He's doing great. I hadn't heard from him in at least 7 years.

The internet is awesome.

Also, Blogger/Google is looking to hire support technicians, in San Jose. Think I should apply?

Just realized: I'm going to be flying cross-country all day Saturday, so if someone would like to pick up my topic, please, be my guest.

Tuesday, July 01, 2003

It's all straight now, Bryan. Thanks.

Thanks Fred. I love being 40.