Friday, July 25, 2003
( 3:47 PM ) by David Barker
Chaise Longue! Godammit! It's Chaise Longue! Always Has Been!
Kriced, that bugs me. It's not a chaise lounge! Never was. It's French for 'long chair'. That's a different language so they say and spell things differently.
All-2-frikkin-gether now - chaise longue.
There will B hell 2 pay if I have 2 revisit this issue.
Return 2 your now better lives.
And don't get me started on the 3 syllable pronunciation of epitome.
Saturday, July 19, 2003
( 11:45 AM ) by David Barker
Something's Wrong... Something's Terribly, Terribly Wrong
Starting yesterday afternoon sometime, from a University of Toronto library, MSIE v6 (aka Explorer) started not downloading images from webpages. I first noticed it when trying to view some scanned slides a friend had posted. I thought it was just his server. Then I noticed it on another friend's page, with which there had been no problems earlier.
Then today, at our main public library, using (illegally...) MSIE 5, the same problem occurred. So I tried Netscape 4.7 which is the default browser in Toronto's public library system, and no problem.
I am back at U of T, at a different library, and the same problem is occurring in MSIE v6 and not in Netscape 6.2.3. Some small images, mostly gifs apparently, get through, like arrows and drop-down outline type pluses and minuses, but large images don't come through, even though the status bar at the bottom says '12 items remaining...' or whatever.
It's almost as if Explorer has somehow been crippled, all versions of it. Well, at least 5 and 6.
(And something seems to be affecting my connection to AccuRadio, an internet radio station with some nice jazz channels. It just stops in Explorer and is inaccessible in Netscape.)
It would be interesting to know how far this problem extends in space and time.
Friday, July 18, 2003
( 2:05 PM ) by David Barker
Wil Wheaton, I'm Sorry. So Sorry.
For years, he pissed me off. As you all know, it wasn't really him, it was Wesley Crusher, but I got confused.
I've just been listening to his audio blogs, recorded from the road while he and his wife were on the way to a con in Oklahoma, where he was going to speak, read from his book 'Dancing Barefoot' and hang.
Just fun. Plain fun.
What a guy.
( 12:54 PM ) by David Barker
Joss Whedon's Firefly Movie In The Works. Got Your Attention?
Rumour has it that he's writing a movie based on the sadly short-lived (and woefully mistreated by the network...) series.
I only saw maybe three of the broadcast episodes and while I had my cavils about the universe it took place in, I still enjoyed the stories; the intricacy and intensity with which he told the story.
You had to watch every minute of the action and the story or you'd miss something...
He had a fine cast and good stories, with appropriate weirdness, that were nothing like Buffy.
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
( 1:28 PM ) by David Barker
It's A Good Thing Nobody Reads This Blog. Especially aiabx.
Thanks to Anneli, the high school English teacher, who ought to know better, but thankfully does not.
A good pun is its own reword
A pessimist's blood type is always b-negative.
Practice safe eating - always use condiments.
A Freudian slip is when you say one thing but mean your mother.
Shotgun wedding: A case of wife or death.
I used to work in a blanket factory, but it folded.
If electricity comes from electrons... does that mean that morality comes from morons?
Marriage is the mourning after the knot before.
A hangover is the wrath of grapes.
Corduroy pillows are making headlines.
Is a book on voyeurism a peeping tome?
Dancing cheek-to-cheek is really a form of floor play.
Banning the bra was a big flop.
Sea captains don't like crew cuts.
Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?
A successful diet is the triumph of mind over platter.
Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.
A gossip is someone with a great sense of rumour.
Without geometry, life is pointless.
When you dream in colour, it's a pigment of your imagination.
Condoms should be used on every conceivable occasion.
Reading whilst sunbathing makes you well-red.