Tuesday, December 28, 2004
I think I'm quite reputable. No, really.
Is the Blogosphere really this powerful?
Bacon's MediaSource is keeping tabs on what it considers the web's most influential blogs and sharing info about those blogs with it's clients.
So what does that mean to us?
Probably nothing to most of us, but some of us could be wielding some real power.
Thanks to Richard for the heads up.
Bacon's MediaSource is keeping tabs on what it considers the web's most influential blogs and sharing info about those blogs with it's clients.
So what does that mean to us?
Probably nothing to most of us, but some of us could be wielding some real power.
Thanks to Richard for the heads up.
Monday, December 27, 2004
A million atomic bombs?
While still reeling over the news about the East Asia earthquake and tsunami I found an article over at CNN that is keeping my mouth agape.
The East Asia quake was strong enough to upset the Earth's rotation.
Wobble a bit?
To what effect?
The East Asia quake was strong enough to upset the Earth's rotation.
It causes the planet to wobble a little bit, but it's not going to turn Earth upside down.
Kerry Sieh, California Institute of Technology geologist
Wobble a bit?
To what effect?
Sunday, December 26, 2004
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Merry Christmas!
The best Christmas memory I have was when Josh was only 2 1/2.
It was Christmas morning 1995 and being the good Catholics we were at the time we made it to the morning mass. It was very crowded but we found seats off to the side and Josh had some quiet toy in tow to keep him occupied during the hour long mass.
Josh was very quiet during the service, he just played with his toy without noise as the mass went on around him. He was doing about as good as small child on Christmas morning could do.
Finally the priest was to his homily. He was talking about Jesus' birth, life and finally sacrifice.
Fr. Brosnan was talking about the crucifixion in very hushed tones, the church was still, hanging on his words.
He let Jesus' sacrifice sink in, then said these words letting the air hang between the phrases, "... and that is why... we come together... in the presence of the lord".
At that moment every person was listening.
At that moment every person heard a very excited small voice eminating between my wife and I say "PRESENTS?!?!?!? WHERE?!?!?!?"
The church-goers burst out laughing. My wife turned nearly five shades redder than I'd seen before. Josh got bummed out when I told him that there were no presents in the church.
The priest wrapped things up quickly because his momentum was stolen.
It was Christmas morning 1995 and being the good Catholics we were at the time we made it to the morning mass. It was very crowded but we found seats off to the side and Josh had some quiet toy in tow to keep him occupied during the hour long mass.
Josh was very quiet during the service, he just played with his toy without noise as the mass went on around him. He was doing about as good as small child on Christmas morning could do.
Finally the priest was to his homily. He was talking about Jesus' birth, life and finally sacrifice.
Fr. Brosnan was talking about the crucifixion in very hushed tones, the church was still, hanging on his words.
He let Jesus' sacrifice sink in, then said these words letting the air hang between the phrases, "... and that is why... we come together... in the presence of the lord".
At that moment every person was listening.
At that moment every person heard a very excited small voice eminating between my wife and I say "PRESENTS?!?!?!? WHERE?!?!?!?"
The church-goers burst out laughing. My wife turned nearly five shades redder than I'd seen before. Josh got bummed out when I told him that there were no presents in the church.
The priest wrapped things up quickly because his momentum was stolen.
Friday, December 24, 2004
Next... next... next... WTF?!?!!?
I was killing a little time hitting "next blog" and I stumbled on to a blog from a person I know in meat form. I used to work with her and haven't seen her in years.
The blog is all political, I was kind of hoping for some naughty bits but no.
I'll never see her but even if I did I don't think I'd tell her I know about her blog.
You can find it here.
The blog is all political, I was kind of hoping for some naughty bits but no.
I'll never see her but even if I did I don't think I'd tell her I know about her blog.
You can find it here.
Hey look!!!! Another post!
I think I may be crazy because I'm actually thinking of going shopping today.
We have one gift to get for a fam member we never see.
Mary's thinking a Blockbuster card. Me too.
We have one gift to get for a fam member we never see.
Mary's thinking a Blockbuster card. Me too.
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
More server probs...
I am still having probs with my server and Bloggrrrrrr!
At first I thought it was a server issue, now I don't know.
Until I figure aout WTF I'm here at blogspot.
The thing that kind of pisses me off is that things didn't start going wonky until a couple of weeks ago. So something has changed or been corrupted with my Blogger stuff or my server stuff has been changed.
What do I care really? It's not like there're any advantages to me publishing to my own server.
I might as well just stay here.
The biggest ordeal will be having people update their links to me. ;-/
At first I thought it was a server issue, now I don't know.
Until I figure aout WTF I'm here at blogspot.
The thing that kind of pisses me off is that things didn't start going wonky until a couple of weeks ago. So something has changed or been corrupted with my Blogger stuff or my server stuff has been changed.
What do I care really? It's not like there're any advantages to me publishing to my own server.
I might as well just stay here.
The biggest ordeal will be having people update their links to me. ;-/
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
Floating Logos Project
The Floating Logos Project is something that I stumbled across the other day and was instantly struck by two things.
First, I thought it was pretty cool. Second I was pissed because I didn't think of it. GRRRRR!!!!
They just look so odd just floating there.
First, I thought it was pretty cool. Second I was pissed because I didn't think of it. GRRRRR!!!!
They just look so odd just floating there.
Monday, December 20, 2004
GRRRRR!!!!
I'm having bigtime probs with my site.
I updated the template yesterday, loaded it up a couple of time, now it loads up an old version of the site.
No new posts, just old posts.
I even deleted all of my old blog files on my server and then re-puplished and the old stuff still comes up. So far I can't tell if it's Blogger's fault or MS11.net's.
So why am I even bothering with this post...
I updated the template yesterday, loaded it up a couple of time, now it loads up an old version of the site.
No new posts, just old posts.
I even deleted all of my old blog files on my server and then re-puplished and the old stuff still comes up. So far I can't tell if it's Blogger's fault or MS11.net's.
So why am I even bothering with this post...
Sunday, December 19, 2004
Yeah, again.
Again I am playing around with a different look.
I'll more than likely be back to the red look by Thursday.
Prolly. :sneak:
I'll more than likely be back to the red look by Thursday.
Prolly. :sneak:
Almost done.
Almost done with Christmas gift shopping, just one more and we're done.
Josh's came via UPS the other night when he was taking a shower though I think he suspects what's in the box.
Mary's gift from Josh and I are sitting in his room waiting to be wrapped. For now his room is safest to hide stuff from Mary since neither of dares to venture in to the mind field of clothes and shoes and junk.
Josh's came via UPS the other night when he was taking a shower though I think he suspects what's in the box.
Mary's gift from Josh and I are sitting in his room waiting to be wrapped. For now his room is safest to hide stuff from Mary since neither of dares to venture in to the mind field of clothes and shoes and junk.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Coo coo ka joob!
I know who are.
What I mean by that is that even if I don't know who you are I at least know how you got here. Most likely you clicked my sig someplace. Least likely you got here by actually Googling for me.
Somewhere in between though are the ones who find my blog by clicking "Next Blog" on the Blogger bar up there. :points: I find myself sometimes clicking next just for the voyeuristic opportunities, the insight in to minds and hearts of people I will never meet.
A lot of time I am surprised at the things I read. There are jewels out there. There are writers out there that I have found that can connect, sometimes with the outlandish but often with the mundane. Tales about picking up fruit at the market, taking care of the kids or the frustrations of work have a way of makes me feel like we are all connected; that the sameness of our lives tie us together. A kind of electronic empathy in a way.
Reading the next blog is a way for me to feel like I'm not on some island. That there are others going through the same things. I am he as you are me as you are she and we are all together.
I am the walrus.
What I mean by that is that even if I don't know who you are I at least know how you got here. Most likely you clicked my sig someplace. Least likely you got here by actually Googling for me.
Somewhere in between though are the ones who find my blog by clicking "Next Blog" on the Blogger bar up there. :points: I find myself sometimes clicking next just for the voyeuristic opportunities, the insight in to minds and hearts of people I will never meet.
A lot of time I am surprised at the things I read. There are jewels out there. There are writers out there that I have found that can connect, sometimes with the outlandish but often with the mundane. Tales about picking up fruit at the market, taking care of the kids or the frustrations of work have a way of makes me feel like we are all connected; that the sameness of our lives tie us together. A kind of electronic empathy in a way.
Reading the next blog is a way for me to feel like I'm not on some island. That there are others going through the same things. I am he as you are me as you are she and we are all together.
I am the walrus.
This is a test too, or 2. Your choice.
I got turned on to this little app called MacJournal from a guy over at AAF. It allows you to post to your Blogger or LJ blog without having to use a web browser.
So of course I have to kick the tires a little.
First impressions are that this is a small program, that is very to use. Just add your journal to the drawer, hit the new button, type away, go to entry, select LiveJournal or Blogger and put your member/blog info in click publish and you are done.
It does everything you can do when you are logged on to LJ or Blogger.
So why would you want to use it?
Uhm...
Cuz you can add checkboxes! ✓
The real reason I might start using it is so I don't have to be logged on to teh internets to work on my entries. Yeah, I could just type my stuff up in any WP or text editor and paste it when I do log on to my blog, but I just don't feel like I'm doing a journal when I'm working in Word.
So far the only thing I don't like is that I haven't figured out how to store my password for my blog. that means I have manually input my password every time I update. But other than that I'm digging it.
MacJournal is donationware so if you do end up keep this app send a couple bucks in.
You can find out more about MacJournal here.
So of course I have to kick the tires a little.
First impressions are that this is a small program, that is very to use. Just add your journal to the drawer, hit the new button, type away, go to entry, select LiveJournal or Blogger and put your member/blog info in click publish and you are done.
It does everything you can do when you are logged on to LJ or Blogger.
So why would you want to use it?
Uhm...
Cuz you can add checkboxes! ✓
The real reason I might start using it is so I don't have to be logged on to teh internets to work on my entries. Yeah, I could just type my stuff up in any WP or text editor and paste it when I do log on to my blog, but I just don't feel like I'm doing a journal when I'm working in Word.
So far the only thing I don't like is that I haven't figured out how to store my password for my blog. that means I have manually input my password every time I update. But other than that I'm digging it.
MacJournal is donationware so if you do end up keep this app send a couple bucks in.
You can find out more about MacJournal here.
This is a test...
This is a test of the application MacJournal.
Had this been a real blog entry, there would have been even less content.
You can now go about with your regularly scheduled surfing.
Thank you.
Had this been a real blog entry, there would have been even less content.
You can now go about with your regularly scheduled surfing.
Thank you.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
HEY LOOK! ANOTHER QUIZ!!!!
You are Jack. Self-appointed hero and doctor
extraordinaire, it's your job to save everyone.
You have little time for fun and games, but you
do like a good stiff drink every now and then.
You prefer your stitches black and have been
known to make gross pasta comparisons. And if
anyone needs CPR or a tracheotomy, you're the
correct person to go to.
Which Lost Character Are You?
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Tuesday, December 14, 2004
wasting my vacation
Not really wasting my vacation, just not doing anything exciting. Like laundry, sweeping and other chores.
I did though finally have the chance to watch SciFi's Battlestar Galactica yesterday and today thanks to Tomato Torrent and VLC. :gives secret handshake of thanks:
I also goofed around with Garageband today. Nothing original, just using the loops to make something.
Here's the result for you to thumbs up or down.
I already want to change it up.
I did though finally have the chance to watch SciFi's Battlestar Galactica yesterday and today thanks to Tomato Torrent and VLC. :gives secret handshake of thanks:
I also goofed around with Garageband today. Nothing original, just using the loops to make something.
Here's the result for you to thumbs up or down.
I already want to change it up.
Saturday, December 11, 2004
First gig
bleaders
Originally uploaded by pi22seven.
Josh and his band played their first gig Thursday night. It was at a poetry slam at mine and Mary's alma mater.
The singer and the bass player are both in the 10th grade at the school. Josh and the drummer are in 8th grade.
The boys sounded great. Mary said Josh and I stand the same way when we play.
The funniest part of the night was watching some girls lose interest in Josh when they found out he was still in middle school.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
What to do.
I'm in a mood of wanting to create. I have no idea what but I feel the
need to make something that wasn't.
In a way this blog is a sort of stop-gap, a way to take the edge off
the urge for days at a time but the urge comes back. Always a bit
stronger than before.
So what to do?
I have an idea for a short film/video that I should hammer out. But
after the script is done I'd have to find actors and crew then I'd
actually have to edit the thing. No instant gratification here.
I could throw a band together like I've been threatening for months,
though I've lost contact with the players I have that special
connection with. But I could start those wheels rolling.
In a way I'm a little jealous of my wife Mary. She's a writer. Not in
the sense that she can string words together, but in the way stories
roll around in her head trying to be told. She doesn't need others for
her art/work. She can write anywhere without having to lean on others.
And even though I need others for it, I want the band thing the most.
I need a lyricist in a bad way. I have songs that need words.
need to make something that wasn't.
In a way this blog is a sort of stop-gap, a way to take the edge off
the urge for days at a time but the urge comes back. Always a bit
stronger than before.
So what to do?
I have an idea for a short film/video that I should hammer out. But
after the script is done I'd have to find actors and crew then I'd
actually have to edit the thing. No instant gratification here.
I could throw a band together like I've been threatening for months,
though I've lost contact with the players I have that special
connection with. But I could start those wheels rolling.
In a way I'm a little jealous of my wife Mary. She's a writer. Not in
the sense that she can string words together, but in the way stories
roll around in her head trying to be told. She doesn't need others for
her art/work. She can write anywhere without having to lean on others.
And even though I need others for it, I want the band thing the most.
I need a lyricist in a bad way. I have songs that need words.
Thursday, December 02, 2004
@#$!!#@ FIREFOX!
I had a long post ready to go and Firefox crashed on me!!!!
Damn!
You get a couple of more chance Firefox! *shakes fist*
Damn!
You get a couple of more chance Firefox! *shakes fist*
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