'Bred Crumbs
11.01.02
A study conducted last night shows that, when presented with a man with short blond hair and a goatee in a short white robe and pants, wearing boots and carrying an $8 light saber, three people in a crowd of a quarter of a million will shout "Luke!" while three to four times that number will shout "Obi-wan!" and one poor brain-damaged slob will mutter "Hey, Han Solo."
While our brief tour was mostly enjoyable, Halloween in the Castro may have jumped the shark last night. There were way, way more people then can fit in the space, and too many of them were uncostumed, from out of town, and trashed by 10 o'clock, looking for fights or shouting "Wooooo!" every five seconds for no reason. Next year, Halloween's a Friday, and I'm looking for a private party.
10.31.02
I don't have time for this, but see, this idea struck me. And it triggered other ideas, and connected to old abandoned ideas, and invoked characters, and formed a kind of direction. It needs to get on paper (or an electronic facsimile thereof), and I'll never get it there without impetus.
So despite a coming ramp-up in my job workload, and various previously scheduled social occasions, and the untimely mid-month approach of a shudder-to-think birthday, I'm joining the fray of National Novel Writing Month. (The link may not work at any given moment because of Web-hosting issues that are still being repaired.)
We'll see how it goes, but my 'blogging rate may drop off a little, and Sonnetblog will certainly be revised at an even more glacial rate.
Meantime, check out My 25 Cents' Worth and see how the state quarter that doesn't explain what a Hoosier is makes out.
Actual headline on CBS Marketwatch today:
It's always nice to see a man coming to terms with his latent needs.
[Update: Later in the day, when the story moved down the front page, the headline was reduced to Pitt: Probe me.]
10.29.02
Robbie just stalked and offed someone with a golf cart; now, he's cruising the streets on a hot motorcycle to the sounds of REO's "Keep On Lovin' You."
Yep. GTA Vice City is in da house.
Uh-oh. Someone just gave Our Hero a chainsaw ...
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TeeVee praises the subversiveness of M&M's commercials and their "communicating the fact that wanting to masticate likable characters is wrong, sick, evil, and gross." I would add an honorable mention of the Pepperidge Farm Goldfish jingle that has the nicely twisted line about the fishes smiling "until you bite their heads off."
10.28.02
It's startling to me that the reaction of many to the hacking of Blogger on Friday was alarm (how could this have happened?), panic (I'd better move my 'blogs to another publisher right now!), or peculiar pettiness (ha ha, Blogger got hacked). Granted, it would have been good if Blogger had been a little more quick and specific in its own alerts about the problem, but that's just part of a minor ongoing Blogger bug, which is that site status overall could be tad more visible. (That, and the Blogger folks were certainly preoccupied with finding and fixing the problem.) But I'm aware, as should be any user, that Blogger is a wildly popular and powerful tool maintained by a handful of people with a not-so-big amount of money, and what Blogger has accomplished is remarkable, and I trust Ev and his team enough to know they'll get to things like making site status more visible when they can get to it after other priorities.
My reaction to the hacking was that, given the reach and visibility of Blogger, it was amazing this hadn't happened more, and the worst-case reports of the hacking were probably overblown, but it was a sensible precaution to go ahead and change my Blogger and server passwords, which were overdue to be changed anyway. And later, after reading discussions of the incident, I was glad I don't store my server password on Blogger. It's why I don't store my passwords anywhere or let browsers "remember" them; seems to pretty much defeat the purpose of passwords, doesn't it?
This paying customer's faith in Blogger is not remotely shaken. Indeed, with a security breach revealed and plugged, Blogger is better than before.
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