ISSN 1496-3221
May 20, 2002
There are copious amounts of unmovable dirt under my fingernails from working in the yard. A fairly substantial patch of blotchy red skin stretches across my forehead from biking without quite enough sunscreen. Three of my fingers look at though they’ve been thoroughly pecked by ill-tempered chickens because the ends of the poultry wire I … More
May 17, 2002
Gull wing on sidewalk sans corpse. 7th Street Southwest, Calgary.
May 17, 2002
One thing leads to another. No, this isn’t another lyrical tribute to The Fixx. I just happened to learn a little Google trick from Jish this evening that returns page where all of the URLs contain a specified string. I tried it using something close and dear to my heart, the name of my site, … More
May 17, 2002
It’s a pain in the pants when you have to migrate one of your externally hosted sites to another server because one ISP has been swallowed up by another. It is also an enormous pinch in the toches to have development on that site frozen for a better part of a week because the actual … More
May 16, 2002
I suddenly lurched and tossed and finessed and ultimately bandied about several links found in the sidebar. Nothing to be concerned with really. Move along now.
May 15, 2002
Ceramic squirrel protecting trash by the back gate. Calgary.
May 15, 2002
According to an article over at The Register, you can apparently use simple household items such as felt pens and electrical tape to circumvent music CD protection. I’m not sure what’s more hilarious — the fact that this type of rage-inducing, guilty until proven innocent, consumer-targeted encryption can be defeated so easily, or that the … More
May 14, 2002
Call me nutty, call me obsessive. My poor little heart is palpitating like a sand worm thumper over this here gizmo. It doesn’t even matter what it looks like, although it’s darn pretty inside and out. As long as this latest chunk of hardware pr0n fits in the equipment rack, makes whirring noises, and just … More
May 13, 2002
You only plug the ones you love. Willkommen zum Plunderkind, ja.
May 13, 2002
Deep breath. Slow release. For the past year and a half, Andy Crewdson’s typographically expansive and intellectually dense Lines & Splines has been a both a daily read, and at times, a challenging absorb. As sad as it may seem on the outset, the fact that he shut the blinds of the shop this past … More