September 11, 2002
Nothing bad happened, just thought we’d skip past it. Did some more work on getting that applescript together, more fine tuning. It’s working well, at least on the one test page I’ve been using. Work was good again, and I felt I was slowly getting a handle on things. But work was hardly the most…
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September 10, 2002
http://www.imustcreate.com/ Thanks to Dustin for the link.
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September 10, 2002
Don’t forget about the pigeon shit.
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September 10, 2002
I’m loving it. Grep patterns, trying to get an applescript together to scrub a page of HTML. LOVE ING IT. Just took half the day off, so I puttered around a while, trying to figure out how to "carve out" a certain section of a page. Ben actually figured out the right search pattern, and…
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September 10, 2002
I’ve read and re-read that poem several times. I have no idea what it’s about. "Shit / on the soup, let it burn." What the fuck is that supposed to mean? No wonder most people don’t like poetry – they have to come across something like this, and then feel stupid because they don’t "get…
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September 10, 2002
Quick! a last poem before I gooff my rocker. Oh Rachmaninoff!Onset, Massachusetts. Is it the fig-newtonplaying the horn? Thundering windowsof hell, will your tubes ever breakinto powder? Oh my palace of oranges,junk shop, staples, umber, basalt;I’m a child again when I was reallymiserable, a grope pizzicato. My pocketof rhinestone, yoyo, carpenter’s pencil,amethyst, hypo, campaign button,is…
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September 10, 2002
I’m sorry – I’m just not a fan of Frank O’Hara. I tried. This is the second or third time I’ve tried to read Lunch Poems, but no luck. So many, many people I know are going to want to kick my ass. I know he’s a big name, and a writer many folks admire……
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September 9, 2002
On WH, everytime you make a post – it records it in your user profile. Depending on the number of posts you have, you are given a "title." While this title no longer represents any kind of rank or placement in the greater social structure of the forum – the old numbers are there, if…
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September 9, 2002
My friend Juliet sent me a link to the Sonic Memorial Project. I haven’t had a chance to fully explore it, but the Sonic Browser (using the Flash 6 plugin) is pretty neat. Take a look and a listen.
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September 9, 2002
My friend Craig (who, wonder of wonders, is also working in the IT field – who woulda thunk?) sent me a link to a stream that his company is doing. The IVCI is a pretty big deal, from what I understand. When I was a kid, we had a young violinist from China stay with…
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September 9, 2002
After work, Justin and I started discussing patterns, and how the right search and replace equations can yield interesting (and new) combinations of data. We were both getting into it, and as we walked down the street – this young, really attractive woman walks by us, wearing red shoes. Justin staggers dramatically, and looks at…
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September 9, 2002
I had to write this shit out on a post-it note. I keep forgetting it, and it’s driving me batty. I need to ingrain this so that it’s second nature. ? = zero or one* = zero or more+ = one or more I swear, if I could get away with it… I’d write it…
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September 9, 2002
Today was a great day at work. Instead of putzing around, I got my hands dirty and dug into BBEdit. Justin showed me around one of the talk radio stations (which we’ll need to manually edit). Essentially, we’re going to create Dreamweaver templates for the station webmasters. But – we’re going to strip out a…
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September 9, 2002
While I try to vary my routes, there are only so many different ways I can walk to work. I still have my camera out, and try to shoot what I think is interesting. I wonder, though, if it’ll get repetitious after a while. I also wonder if I’ll turn into Harvey Keitel’s character, from…
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September 8, 2002
The more I think about it, the more excited I get. The idea of starting over is appealing all of a sudden. Of course, I’m overlooking the tremendous PAIN-IN-THE-ASS that is the moving experience… but let me daydream for a bit more. There’s one other place (a few houses down) that Steph told me about,…
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