Taking myself less seriously: “Bark bark, fart fart. And then we all die.” A great discussion over in the Userland dg. You’ll understand the quote if you visit. I had to laugh, if you’ve been following some of Dave’s stuff at Scripting News for a while the connection will probably come much faster. Lots of good insight into another path towards self-mastery, which I advocate strongly, regardless of the method. This particular one is especially good if you talk to yourself in a negative manner. All paths lead to the same place.
Now It Can Be Told … The denizens of the blivet hacienda have been on increasingly pointy and uncomfortable tenterhooks since around June concerning the increasingly tardy announcement of the awarding of a five year contract with a three-letter public agency. I’m pleased to report that the announcement was made at 9 am today and it will not be necessary to sell our shoes and other personal items on eBay as Audrey will remain gainfully employed. It’s really distressing to realize how little added value the global prestige and fame that having a weblog brings to the open market for editor memorabilia on auction sites. Now if we just get our stuff back.
Seemingly on cue with the promise of continued income, the Daihatsu Rocky refused to start this morning due to electrical problems. For some reason, a personal appeal for Rocky Rocky Race Truck to ignore the laws of physics went unanswered. Perhaps it was answered, because soon after that we began to hear a new sound. A different sound that I was unfamiliar with, except that I was certain it was the sound an expensive part makes when it needs to be replaced. Ten years and 130,000 miles later and it breaks down. Boy, talk about ‘not building them like they used to’. It seems after some inquiries that would be easier to find parts for an Edsel or a Studebaker Avanti than for this vehicle. Point of Information: this vehicle stopped being imported in 1993, two years after its introduction and parts availability is nearly nonexistent. The vehicle is fairly popular in OZ in its original right-hand drive incarnation as the Fiero (I think thats the model name). Or at least several personal websites from Australia say that its very popular. I know its true, I saw it on the web. This could be your chance to own a distinctive vehicle at a bargain price. No warranty expressed or implied. Purchaser should be aware that once the vehicle crosses the property line phone calls will no longer be returned and mail will be returned marked ‘refused’. Nothing personal you understand.
Later: For those following along on with their blivet scorecards and decoder rings, this is the ‘other’ vehicle. The mini-van Audrey had some problems with in Colorado is the ‘good’ one.
In the two paragraphs above please note the editor’s utter inability to convey ‘tongue in cheek’ in ascii with the disrupting insertion of tags. Later: garret has a suggestion
garret wonders if he is insane, with Behind the Curtain in the pipe on top of everything else. I laughed out loud when I read that. I thought the same thing last night as I was waiting for sleep to come. The sage Zevon was asked to address a situation like this once and did reply: I’ll sleep when I’m dead!
I’m late to this, but I’m glad for you three Martin. I’m sure it’s good to have Sandra and Raphael Nicolaj home. (Raphael Nicolaj is their almost new-born son). Sorry to hear about your computer though, I bet your son is much more interesting …
Version 6.0 of BBEdit˙ from Bare Bones Software is out. I just got through ordering my upgrade.
Good Afternoon. It’s a ‘work on the thesis Monday’ and I’m just getting back to the house about 2:45 in the afternoon. Let’s see what’s out there …
Thank you again Userland! I was getting the
Sorry! There was an error: Can’t find a sub-table named “D:\Guest Databases\www\hostedManilaWebsites2.root”.
error here and was unable to get to blivet earlier this morning, but it has been fixed. (open question …) Am I doing (or not doing) something to cause this error?
Later: I was just rereading the page prior to going to bed and realized that a very literal reading of what I wrote immediately above could sound like I was being snotty to the good folks at Userland because I was getting the error I mentioned. Nothing could be farther from the truth, I really appreciate everything that Dave, Brent, Jake, Jeff, André and I’m sure many others I’m not aware of do to keep things working. I’ve gotten very used to things not being fixed at work, school, and with our ISP until a lot of complaining is done. Not so here, something doesn’t work and when I come back later its fixed. They pay attention to things like that here and I deeply appreciate it. Support people elsewhere have said to me more than once that “you get what you pay for.” Implying that as far as they’re concerned I should be glad for the crappy service I’m getting because I could be getting less. I don’t pay a blessed thing for what I get here at EditThisPage yet things work 99.9% of the time and they fix whats wrong and improve things. Thats more than I get where they have my credit card on file and gleefully charge me on a regular basis. I simply meant above ‘Thanks for fixing a problem that has occurred before’. Sorry for any misunderstanding.
Stopped by and found CDs on sale for US$8 so I looked. Oops. Passed up a whole slew of Dylan, but did bring home six: Sweetheart of the Rodeo (digital remix + tracks) – Byrds, GP and Grievous Angel – Gram Parsons (on 1 CD), Take Five (digital remix + tracks) – Dave Brubeck Quartet, and three of the first four Santana albums – Santana (digital remix + tracks), Abraxas (digital remix + tracks), and Caravanserai. Closing out the evening is Caravanserai.
[Jeff’s weblog] Jeff Cheney appreciates Kansas and the Plains, as any rational person should. He even has a paternal Aunt and Uncle who live in Overbrook. I grew up in Osage City, just southwest of there. The two schools were in the same league, we used to play Overbrook in basketball and competed in track. Not football though, they played 8-man as I recall. My granddad’s farm was outside of Olivet to the southeast which is even smaller (pop. 89), over there under whats now Pomona Lake. Thanks for bringing that up Jeff!
[The Onion] “Bus Passenger Stops Trying To Enjoy Kansas Scenery: “…Ed Costa finally aborted his attempt to enjoy the Kansas scenery Monday. “Fuck it,” said Costa…” via Sheila via Thomas A. Creedon’s Weblog” Thats right, its a hideous place. You all should stay away, far, far away. Why do you think we ran I-70 down that East-West trending ridge anyway? The trouble is, places like Oregon can have bumper stickers like “Thanks for visiting, now go home” and people laugh because they understand the sentiment, at least at some level. If we did that in Kansas people would just shake their heads. Wait, people already shake their heads … Update: I should say that all webloggers are welcome in the Plains. Shelia,I liked what you said about it being easier to be there than it is to drive through! And yes, I think we may have a bit of special license to poke fun at that which is a part of us. I do live in a fairly large city (Las Vegas, NV), but 25 years in Kansas will never be subsumed by the big city. And people do know who you are in those small towns. “Now, you’d be Naomi’s daughter’s boy. Right?” Oh yeah! You can just see those connections spread out from that utterance… “That would be near the old Miller place, right?” Never mind that you were born in 1955 and the Miller place burned in ’42 and there’s an IGA grocery store there now. The Miller place is part of the social landscape and you learn it as part of your native navigation skills. You wouldn’t want someone to realize that your residency was less than three generations deep. Sometimes I miss the Plains so bad Σ wheat waving in the breeze, thunderstorms in July.
Was it the planetary biologist (Leit Keynes?) in Dune that said “Polish comes from the cities, wisdom from the desert”? When I was in High School I used to quote things like that to my friends when we would be complaining about living in a cultural wasteland (see the liner notes to the self-titled first album by the band Kansas). My friends would shake their heads then too.
Ravenous, squealing hordes of pancake eating daughters had Al in the kitchen. Hang in there buddy, you’re holding up a much more important end with that.
Dear telemarketers, what part of “No” don’t you understand?
Telemarketers have been calling, starting at 8. I guess I view them (as an industry) in the same light as UCE (Unsolicited Commercial Email – spam) – annoying, intrusive, and unwanted. I don’t recall consenting to this when I got a phone or an email account (like it would have made any difference). At least UCE doesn’t wake me up, mispronouncing my name. I was up writing until 3 so at 8 I was not a paragon of lucidity. The last person had obviously been schooled in the Don’t take NO for an answer! techniques, meeting my ‘objections’ with additional information. Sometimes he just continued to talk, completely ignoring what I had said. Finally, I just hung up on him with No no no no no as some sort of demented mantra. I have a lot of compassion for the people who do this. I imagine (or at least I want to) that few of them are following their bliss. I find it hard to imagine what real market research wold target me for. Airport˙ compatible zafus decorated with petroglyphs?
I’m glad you made it home OK in your sleep deprived state Al.
Late or very early page flip, depending on your point of view.
Tonight’s music was Nanci Griffith…
I’ve been up doing a draft of an essay for the ZBOHY web site. Its the first dharma talk (read ‘sermon’) I gave in 1998. I’ve very remiss in contributing to my Order’s web site. We are primarily an Internet based ministry after all. I was going to work on a redesign of a subsection of the web site I was assigned a while ago, but this essay just kind of came out.
Sleep is in order now. No aurora was visible in the Mojave <sigh>