inbetween

create your own visited countries map
or vertaling Duits Nederlands

I've been to four percent of the world, although it should be a little higher: Hong Kong was a country in its own right when I was there.

Fifteen new photos uploaded to the gallery. If I post this entry right, some of them will maybe show up here... maybe...

Actually, I'm really pretty proud of the entire set of photos. Go look.

Err... maybe one more. My favourite:

I've been very blocked lately, both in writing on the blog, and in coding. How do I change that?

Dear Lazy Web: Fix my problem.

Work has been crazy. There was a conference, lots of booze (isn't that what conferences are for?), and some surprisingly shallow presentations. I did get a few ideas for work, but for the most part, none of the presenters had enough time to really delve into their topics. bah.

Work + conference = tired. Like sixty hours/week tired, plus a class I'm taking this summer.

CJR May/June 2005: Ideas & Reviews - Essay by Robert Love -- What it was like to be Hunter S. Thompson's editor.

Brilliant Idea #3753, that will probably never go anywhere.

Lord Tea Cup: a dry, smirking cup of piping hot tea. Some call him lord Earl. Silly english accent.

Vegas: wanker living at a coffee shop. Too dull for dating.

Bobo: the lovable chimp. He does cross words and drinks in his spare time. artistic. paints his face and rubs it on canvas. loads of grant money.

Dingle: baby goat, Ph. D. in astrophysics. Doesn't say much. Jumps and talks to sambucca, doesn't get a response.

Strom Theramen: idiot. makes noises when people come near him. Sings when people look at him. Only wears white pointy headed things.

Mrs. Kaptuknik: landlady. smokes too much. only drinks cheap brandy, and makes cameo appearances.

Sambucca: cat. black. thinks she's a pit bull. Loves the color pink, stares at the wall for hours on end. was Chairman Mao's lover in a previous life. catnip problem. Doesn't ever speak, even though the show's all about her.

I'm tired of looking this up every time.

Applies to OpenSSH only.

on Athena (my computer):

• cd .ssh
  
• ssh-keygen -t dsa -- creates id_dsa and id_dsa.pub
  
• copied id_dsa.pub to server, put it in ~/.ssh/authorized_keys
  

Rum and coke is fine and dandy.
For something fun, try rum and brandyroot beer.

Back that booze train up. I didn't want to be... well, that wasn't so much rum and root beer as it was rum beer.

It should only be called rumbeer from now on. I've decided.

Smile nice.

tits.

ps. this is my third trip to the freezer.

pps. this hour.

ppps. four tonight.

pppps. only four tonight.

Walked over to Joy and Matt's house to meet up with them and the man. White wine, while fun, does not a good hangover cure make.

Anyway, on the walk over I took some photos. Which do you like, and why?

(the images are clickable, for full size versions)

In the brand-spanking-new category of "you learn something new every day" goes:

1. SVG. Fine. I give up. I now understand the coolness that is SVG. And I grok that I get to play with it at work.

"What do you do at work?"
"I kinda do a little of everything. This afternoon, I worked on visualizing 'Romeo and Juliet' with SVG."

2. iPhoto can happily store Photoshop files. Hooray. I can edit my photos, save them, and then export them directly to JPEGs. Makes things mucho easier.

Some fun things for your saturday amusement:

Vue Weekly : Articles

BEAM ME UP, HOLLYWOOD!By DARREN ZENKO We count off the greatest beams, lasers, death rays and photon streams in movie history

The Browncoats Rise Again

The Browncoats Rise Again The best sci-fi TV series you've never seen has gone from cancellation to the big screen. Will a never-tried marketing strategy work for "Serenity"? by M.E. Russell 06/24/2005 12:00:00 AM

Some wierd planty thing on the way from Joy and Matt's to my place late at night. Flash was used.

Here's how my personal life's been, in bullet form ready for power-point.

Mom: crazy. still thinks I'm trying to take away the house. Oh wait, today's tuesday so she loves me and wants to be put in a home. Wait, no its Wednesday, she hates me.

Granny: crazy. Wants me to inherit her car when she dies, hasn't put that in her will, and has been telling her neighbours that she's thinking of selling the car.

Mom: sweet and carin. wants to give granny a walker, one that's measured and designed for her body shape.

Granny: crazy. One of her neighbours offered her a walker previously owned by her deceased grandmother. Granny accepts, tells mom.

Mom: crazy and little red horns are poking out of her head. Tells granny to shove the walker. Granny offers to buy the walker from the neighbour, so mom can pay granny back at christmas.

Granny: crazy. "I just can't win."

me: welcom to my life granny. Don't sell your car.

me: back problem. bent over to pick something up.

my back: "pop"

me: ouch. Two days and counting on the couch. Typing is kinda painful, but today I can use both hands, and I can turn my head from side to side. This is a big improvement.