Entries for June, 2005

how people see me

Slow and Steady
Serious
Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.

They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.

It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.

They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.



Wait. What? I am the person who wears cat ears in public just because someone assumes I won't, or plays tic-tac-toe with overspiced spaghetti. In a restaurant. I am not 100% impulsive but it's certainly part of who I am. Silly quiz. Nice pic though.

talking to the television

Jessica Alba (in ad for Fantastic 4 movie): ...fundamentally altered our DNA!

Me: *scoff* You can't even spell DNA!

My brother: *sporfle*

silly Ree

I was being a dork as usual when I replied to a friend's blog entry: "Hey, I found a Canadian penny!" Seemed funny, particularly since I'm not too close to Canada and did happen to find a Canuck cent in my shoe last week.

Just as a finished typing in my bit o' wit, it hit me: Canadian Penny. D'oh! I can't even remember my own characters anymore!

Moonburnt archives

To those of you who remember MoonBurnt: the archives had remained on EZ Board, but I did back them up before the crash. There shouldn't be any data lost. The backup is on the computer I currently have out for repairs, so I haven't got it online yet, but I will. Give me time.

The Tick returns!

The best news of the year, via the inimitable Johnny Bacardi: The animated series The Tick is returning to television this month!

Tick is one of three series I desperately long to own on DVD (the others being Cupid and SciFi Channel's The Invisible Man), so you better believe I'm buying a cache of blank tapes for the sole purpose of housing this show. My brother and I have been trading quotes and references ever since we got the news.

"That belt is a fashion accessory of evil -- and evil is never in fashion!"
"I can taste your back."
"Bad is good, baby! Down with government!"

The Swiss Army. The Ottoman Empress. Dinosaur Neil. Chairface Chippendale writing his name on the moon. Capybara!

I'll be good now. *rummages through house in search of her Super Nintendo game based on the series, and a storebought tape with a single precious quotable episode*

to do list

Stuff I am cursing over today:


  • If I want to some CSS to affect list items but only if the list is nested within another list, css like "li li {foo: bar;} should do the trick, right? Yeah, you'd think so. Passes the validator. Has no effect on the page. Cheeses me off.
  • Clicking "Add to Faves" on Flickr while logged in should probably -- gasp! -- add the pic to my faves. All it does is add a cutesy loading graphic and "adding to favorites" message while not doing what it says it is.


I'm going to stab something now. *cues Psycho music: REE-REE-REE-REE!*

web design choices

Ugh. There is no good reason to use Flash buttons. Ever. If you just want a link button that says "Archives" that lights up when touched by the cursor, use JavaScript. It's built into the browser. It also permits me, thy humble site visitor, to actually access your archives when I surf with Flash turned off. Google can't even click Flash buttons -- why on Earth would...

Oh wow. Don't mind me, people. (Few do.) Just -- gah, I know these people don't know better and just want to their sites to look OMG!kewl but holy cheese. I wonder if the same people think it's funny to light firecrackers under empty tin cans, or if their "we can and that's the only reason we need, so we will!" attitude only covers websites.

And I think that little rant's got the bee out of my bonnet. Whew.

I got the list-within-a-list CSS to work finally so hurrah for that. Flickr still hates my browser, but that's not Flickr's fault; I hadn't realised this version of Opera was so old. (Current is 8.0. I thought I was running 7.54 on this computer, but it's actually 7.23 -- not as ancient as the same computer's Netscape Navigator 4.x, but still old enough that I should expect certain things to just not work in it.)

It feels like there should be more but I can't think of much. Perhaps after the daily blog trawl. I gotta cut that down again, but everybody's all witty and cool and I can't trim 'em off my list. I got problems, yo.

goddess

Persephone
Indeed, you are 62% erudite, 16% sensual, 41% martial, and 79% saturnine.

Persephone, the wife of Hades, was the Greek Goddess of Death and the Underworld as well as the Goddess of Spring and Summer. This is a rare mix of things to be the Goddess of, so you might want to hear her story.


While gathering flowers in a field one day, the beautiful daughter of Zeus and Demeter was abducted to the Underworld by Hades, who arose in his chariot from a fissure in the ground. Her mother Demeter, Goddess of the Harvest, was heartbroken, and while she wandered the length and breadth of the earth in search of her daughter, the crops withered and it became perpetual winter.


At length Hades was persuaded to surrender Persephone for one half of every year. This became the spring and summer seasons when flowers bloom and the earth bears fruit once more. The other half of the year that Persephone spent in the Underworld as Hades' queen coincides with the barren season.


Although Persephone did have a brief crush on Adonis, she nevertheless remained true to her macabre husband, just as he remained faithful to her. You might think of Persephone and Hades as the Morticia and Gomez Adams of the Hellenic world.


[I only had to read the Saturnine section to know I'd rank high. Oh sweet tragedy, be thou my adored!]

backups

By all things wise and mighty, I hate command-line FTP. Ewwww.

However, I braved it for the sake of getting the MoonBurnt backup online, because I'm giving like that. (Actually, because it was a challenge that didn't involve screaming at Norton AntiVirus, but "giving" sounds better.)

Trying to remember what else I need to back -- augh, blog. Duh. I missed my monthly LJ backup last week so that's overdue and I can backup my Tabulas again as well. Xanga likes to keep backups locked away from free users, much like EZ Board, because they are giving like that. *eyeroll*

*counts* AIM buddy list, del.icio.us bookmarks, main website -- got all that. I could backup my MemeBot site if I care. Should at least save the data about the things I've done that caused 500 server errors, for reference. All in all though, I'm sitting pretty well, I think.

I will never forget when I thought I'd lost an image a friend made me for years ago -- man, over five years ago now, five and a half even? Wow. I remember it so clearly. I cried. I screamed and wailed and keened. It turned up in my email later (for which I am extremely and eternally grateful) but after that, I got paranoid about backups. There's just so much I would hate to lose.

And with that little soapbox bit over, I should actually check my email or something remotely useful.

backup redux

Aha, I'd forgot to backup my OPML! Well that's fixed now.

I'm sorry if I'm bugging people with my backup frenzy, but this is me. This is what I do. Fecal matter impacts the air turbine and I begin obsessively backing up everything I can think of.

Think of it as a preventative measure. If a server crashes, cynic logic dictates that of course you never backed it up. If you do happen to have a fairly current backup, then the server will not lose your data, because you've stolen the joy it would have from crushing your spirit. Or something.

So I'm just a little facetious today. What of it?

I'm probably coming off as a know-it-all bint. I really don't know if that's an honest assessment or not, but there's always a fair possibility.

On a completely different note, it's only been three days of harvesting and cleaning strawberries. Already I despise the seedy staining things.

panic induction

I am insanely proud of me. There was a link on a blog I read. Without clicking it, I was able to realise that it was probably a shock page. These things claim to be a calm pretty picture or a game where you have to look very closely, but then they switch to a bad monster film. Usually it has very loud sound.

I don't like to trumpet my deficiencies, but I do have an anxiety disorder. Those shockers really play with my head. They reduce me to a babbling, quivering mass of fear. (Hell, ask my friend Arak. I completely lit into him after he emailed me a link to such a thing.) Even just thinking about it, months after I was last confronted with one... my chest constricts, a lump forms in my throat so it's painful to swallow. My skin twitches all over and my stomach suddenly has ice in it.

Bah. But I could tell without clicking, thus sparing myself an evening of incoherent muttering about the evils of the internet and what if somebody had a heart condition because couldn't that nasty little game kill such a person?

See, this is why I used to keep plugins and in-browser sound turned off. Occasionally an animated gif still gets me (hey squirrels, remember that wicked kitten Livejournal icon I found? *twitch*), but mostly I do okay.

Crazily, once I know that something is panic-inducing, I will happily subject myself to it time and again in an attempt to increase my resistance to it. I've done that just recently with the cover of a movie that absolutely freaks me out. Has since I was small, when the movie first came out. (Bear, you know the one. Those eyes, good cheese man!) But when I am calmly reading something placid and silent, and then the screen fills with Bigfoot from the Black Lagoon with a raygun and he is howling at a volume best described as "eleven," my guard is completely down and it's a direct hit to my loathsome anxiety.

Anyway, today I didn't have to freak out at all. Yay Ree!

quick note

I have my computer back! With my 665-track playlist (one shy of a demonic intervention; the heavenly intervention track is (eerily) Manah Manah and the apathetic "intervention" track is Ich Will, which makes me boggle). It has my wallpaper and icons and folder of install files; it has every file on my website backed up (less a few a made in the last week, which will be copied over shortly).

*hugs the hard drive* Mama missed you, baby. Now let's get the recent backups arranged on you and get totally back to normal.

synchronicity

The stuff I've been trying to do with a message board has involved regular expression. I do not grok regular expressions.

Turns out that just yesterday, Webmonkey updated with an article about -- regular expressions.

more panic

Today I fixed lunch for my mother and saw her off again. She was very grateful for my help.

Then I heard these noises coming from the garage. I've been slightly paranoid about the garage ever since I wrote a short story where a werewolf kept his leftovers in his garage, which was slightly based on mine. I listened intently, trying to decide if I should open the door and look or if it was those damn birds again, in which case they'd leave eventually.

BOOM! opens the door and in sails my mother. "Forgot my sweater," she said. I think. My atria rushed into my ears and my ventricles sank to my stomach, so I was a bit indisposed. BADUM BADUM BADUM and something wicked whispers, "got you!"

That's hubris for you. Take pride in yourself and the universe brightens to realise, "Aha! I can screw around with this one!" *eyeroll*

frabjous day!

For awhile now, I had a rough time. I discovered a sizable sum of money was owed in my name, involving an address that hasn't been mine for a year now. My most favourite of birthday presents, a custom CD-ROM, got jammed in my computer, which refused to read the drive or eject the CD. A similar jam had happened before; the computer got fixed, but the CD was forever ruined. Life was harsh.

Today I discovered that the CD is flawless, the computer repair is under $20 and a dab of superglue, and the person I'd been trying to reach for weeks to get payment for the bill insists on paying the entire thing, even what wasn't his debt.

It's early evening and the sun is going down, but I think I feel a little glow. It says everything is going to be okay. It's a wonderfully comfortable feeling, now that I can move on.

discoveries of the day

  • My friend Sin is as connivingly charming as ever. Aww.
  • Wal-Mart flowers are still Wal-Mart merchandise and therefor utterly shoddy.
  • There is no such thing as shoddy Mt. Dew, except for Mello Yellow.
  • My friends totally don't rot. Yay! They like me (for some reason I can't see) and buy me my sugar fix.
  • Sleeping on the couch is exactly as ouchie as ever. Oof. (There was crap on my bed and I was too tired to push it onto the floor.)
  • My mother can indeed correct me about song lyrics and be right. I should test her on anime theme songs.
  • Japan is, for lack of a better descriptor, fucked up. Holy cheese.

fun with the IMDb

I've been quiet lately. Sorry. If I'm not chatty then I'm not. Attempting to force myself doesn't work and bothers me besides.

Today's bit of "wait, what?" is that Wayne Pygram, probably best known for playing Scorpius in Farscape, was also the young Tarkin in Star Wars: Episode III. I'd been trying to figure out where I would have recognised Tarkin's player ever since glimpsing him in Sith, but Scorpy? My brain hurts now.

If the villain in the upcoming Spider-Man III should turn out to be Mac Gargan, another shred of my sanity will flutter out the window. Too many Scorps!

saw this in a cartoon once

Been cleaning out my bookmarks, something I do every couple months, and came across Skippy's List again. #184 always makes me smile:

When operating a military vehicle I may *not* attempt something “I saw in a cartoon”.

Sin has an infamous Battlestar Galactica RPG character whose catchphrase is, "I saw this in a cartoon once. I think I can pull it off." It's the sort of line that can make a body wonder just what kind of cartoon is meant -- and then recoil, opting to ignore that question. (Case in point: there are some bizarre animations that come out of Japan. I'm just sayin'. Holy cheese.)

My circadian rythym has gone all bonkers again. Must decide whether to use sleep aid to knock self out tonight, then wake in morning, or stay awake for 36 hours straight by use of caffeine.

Wait, that's not a hard decision at all. DEWWWWWW.

note to self

Stop kicking self for not knowing things self has no business knowing anyway. For example, self is not professional web accessibility expert and does not claim to be, so having questions about accessibility features is OK.

Also, self wants more Mt. Dew. Bweeeeheeeheee. *hyper crazy eyes* Self likes it lots!

Yeah, so I'm unhinged today. And you are...?

Winner: Tabulas!

I am still behind on the blog reading and whoa.

Xanga's got comments back and LJ has tags now. I guess tags are like categories except that they f***ing suck. *is so not enamoured of the LJ implementation* Tabulas hasn't changed recently but is due to in the forseeable future, which should be awesome.

I keep trying to write another paragraph, but it always devolves into a crank about limited blog features. Oooops. Heheheh. I'll be good -- mostly. *bweg*

IE bad

If coding for all browsers is like teaching a class of children, Internet Explorer is the special kid who munches paste and thinks 2 + 2 = 5. IE bad. Hate hate hate IE.

I spent a good chunk of yesterday diddling with designy stuff. Coerced IE to not mutilate my latest webpage mockup and fixed some strange errors on a template I had done for someone else. I have a guess that Mozilla slightly altered its rendering engine between the time I first completed the template and the time it began showing misaligned elements, but I can't be sure so I must assume that I didn't adequately browser test last time.

This is a mantra of web design, one of many: It must work in all browsers. Designing for IE is not designing for the entire web. Real webpages work in WebTV, on Tungstens, in Konqueror, and on Nokias, and are at least accessible using Internet Exploiter as well.

Not that I'm, you know, biased or anything. *doodles a blue "e" and stabs it with a pencil*

I think I'm becoming one of those people who goes on endlessly about single updates to their websites. How vexing, particularly given that I haven't even changed much to speak of, not recently. Except that I could list a litany of little things, but nobody would notice if I didn't point 'em out, so meh. If that little RSS bug would just clear up and I could settle on a border colour, I think I'd be ready to upload the final front page (inasmuch as anything online is ever "final").

In other news, Narbonic's five years of archives, normally available to ModernTales subscribers only, are all free temporarily! (I believe they go back to subscribers only on 3 July, but I could be wrong.) There are only two paid webcomics I would actually lay down money for, and this is half of 'em. Mad science is so freaking cute.

But I still don't like IE. *glares at it*

alphabetical order

"The" doesn't count when alphabetising, dammit. When there are variants of the title (e.g, the same work has the title "The Blob" and "Blob," they both belong under B. This is done for many reasons.

One reason is so that when Ree updates several dozen links and has to find the new URL for such a title out of a psuedo-alphabetical list, she doesn't look under B when it's filed incorrectly under T, or vice versa. Every freakin' time.

You know what, screw this. I'm updating a site out of the goodness (and boredom, can't forget boredom) of my fuzzy little heart, but this is nuts. I'm going to fire up a video game and kill demon things. I will name my first kill Alpha and the second Beta. From there I may continue past Gamma and Delta, but I reserve the right to dub the weakest one Iota on a whim.

Freakin' -- gah. People suck.

I's proud of me. I got a "file not found" page set up for my Dink site, and a contact form that's not remotely hosted too. I tried for a counter but didn't get it work and I already have one set up so MEH.

I have had a list of things to do with that site for awhile now. I finally got it done. And it only took me... hang on, gotta do the hard maths here. *counts fingers and toes* A little over six months from when I first noted the stuff I should do!

Wait.

tolkien taught

Oooooooooh. My college? Has a class listed for fall. All about Tolkien.

Please be transferable credit please be transferable credit I'd actually do all the reading if the class will just transfer like I need it to!

In the meantime, This Week in Tech completely rocks.

moony jewellery

I think it's a very bad sign when I wander into an online store (knowing full well they cater to a different continent than mine) and find something I'd die to have. On the front page.

But it's so pretty!

I never used to have a thing for the face of the moon or other heavenly bodies, you know. When I was a teenager, I found a pair of tiny pendants in the family storage space: the moon with its old man face and the sun crossed with the mask of Comedy. They were clearly a set. I asked my mom about them. They had been my late grandmother's. If I liked I could keep them.

Ever since I hung them on my wall where I could see them every day, I've had a thing for finding them in other places. Greeting cards, stationery, bedsheets, jewellery, all of it.

Er. *glances around* Yay for sharing with the Internet at large! Yeah! *hides*