May 31, 2002
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Whoa. What a week that was. Whoa. What a weekend this will be.
Archive: May, 2002
May 27, 2002
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Spiral playground slide and cloud. Calgary.
May 27, 2002
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With the unleashing of both a feral Mozilla 1.0 Release Candidate 3 and a not quite house broken Netscape 7.0 Preview Release 1 in the same blasted week, I’m feeling somewhat accosted by surprising code incongruities, temperamental rendering of standard elements, and various other visually annoying consistency issues. But then I guess that’s what I … More
May 26, 2002
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It’s actually been quite a while since I last purchased a domain name for own personal use, a feat of indeterminate self-control that has frankly left me baffled. I was on a bit of a domain binge back in the late nineties, but then again, weren’t we all? However, nothing seems to last and in … More
May 26, 2002
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Two, count ’em two site launches coming up this week. One of them is small, yet significant in terms of how we’re going to end up positioning this new-fangled company I’m working for. The other is a reasonably massive, yet hauntingly familiar undertaking. Those of you who have worked with me in the past will … More
May 25, 2002
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If you’ve been on the prowl for a typographically-tilted daily, especially with the recent hiatus of Andy Crewdson’s irreplaceable Lines & Splines, you might consider giving the typographica weblog a go. It’s chock full of tasty type-related tidbits, creative curiosities, and other design considerations — including the dead tree variety — all submitted with care … More
May 22, 2002
Poetic, just stuff.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted one of my Three Line Poems from the Subject Lines of Spam, and seeing how my in box has been practically awash with new material today, the timing is perfect to share another one. That’s Entertainment Got legal problems? Get your band out of the garage My friend … More
May 20, 2002
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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
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Gull wing on sidewalk sans corpse. 7th Street Southwest, Calgary.
May 17, 2002
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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