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design for lightbox
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Interesting stuff, but this is the line that caught my eye: “At my previous college, many of the companies that served on our industry advisory boards and (quite arrogantly) told us what to do in 1999 were bankrupt by 2002.”
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“But asking Jesus if He exists would present us with the kind of complex ontological paradox that you rarely see on quiz shows” — for Kat & Joe (who are right now driving across California)
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some really pretty work here.
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materials from the conference; may be useful later.
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stylish stuff for the posse. no prices right now because she’s moving.
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“You’d think that the extra money would make us somehow extra married” — I still think fondly of our super-simple wedding. 🙂
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“10. Would you want Donald Rumsfeld to plan your daughter’s wedding?” (altho as a standards nerd, I wish he’d made it an ordered list.)
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interesting stuff, until it goes all crazy at the end…. “An overpowering nostalgia afflicts the American post-Christian, for whom the American journey has neither goal nor purpose.” oooookaaaaay….
links for 2006-07-11
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I don’t like the design but I like the content.
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ah, Ted Stevens…plus cheezy powerpoint!
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how…odd. I don’t know what I’d do with it, but it’s interesting.(tags: php)
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“I took a […] position at the University of Washington in Seattle, where I should have immediately realized that something was wrong with the Gulf Stream-European climate story.” heh. I’m not sure I got all that, but it was educational.
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more on serial novels online.(tags: writing)
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explore later
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good reviews! I’m going to give them a shot this week.(tags: personal)
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yum. (homemade lemonade is delicious! by the way)(tags: recipes)
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OMG!!!!
links for 2006-07-10
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an outsider’s POV on amtrak. I wonder if americans can buy those rail passes….
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I’m getting ready to set up my jewelry for sale!
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“Kraft traded his 20- to 25-minute car commute for about an-hour-and-five-minute bike commute” — okay, *that’s* the guy who won in my category. now I understand.
on poetry & css
I need to tweak my stylesheet to account for the poetry I’m writing here now. I set this up for prose, with no spacing between paragraphs, and indented lines to start them. Doesn’t work so well for poetry.
I think I know what I’m going to do, though…add the class “poem” to any post in the poems category, and then redo the spacing/indenting for that class. should be pretty easy. 🙂
links for 2006-07-09
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good learning to see how Shelley makes a toolkit widget accessible.
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yum! need to get ginger & cardamom next time I go shopping.(tags: recipes)
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sounds fun. I loooooved shopping at that whole foods in march.
sunday scribblings: hotel stories
this week’s prompt. it spawned a poem, which I wrote in my paper notebook and edited a bit before copying it here.
the sxsw poem
I dropped my suitcase
my black wheeled bargain from Goodwill
as it strained at the seams
because I didn’t know
what to bring
or not bring
turned the dial on the air conditioning
with a gasp
of relief
pulled open the blinds onto Texas
or at least a smallish square
a parking lot
an american flat
a texas flag
a bit of freeway
two hills, holding the freeway
between their sides
overgrown
with the most vivid green
on the darkest near-black bark
I’d ever seen or could imagine
that hotel room: my home
base for a week
the tiny kitchenette
mostly-emtpy fridge
stock dishes, two burners
a microwave replaced the first night
the table where I plugged in
my laptop
tossing words a little bit
like these
out onto the carrier wave
a television
with no remote
oatmeal and a banana
a cup of tea
saranaded by an unfamiliar
radio station
not wanting television
or a big breakfast
only simple nourishment
to fortify days of complex
thoughts, emotions, wants
a week and a bicycle
the ride over the river
on a narrow concrete track
carved out from the freeway
morning solitude
just as I crave it
watching the river/not watching the river
dawn over rippling water
and the fear of falling
much later collapsing into bed
teeth brushed
face scrubbed
medicine taken, reducing my dose
while I’m here/gone
seems unlikely in retrospect
but that was what I’d promised
and determined to do
sleep in a strange bed
just as deep
the roar of the freeway
the same sound
as the tides of traffic
I hear faintly from my front yard
stuff that didn’t work out
Things I was excited about in my neighborhood that are no longer so….
A friend around the corner with a lovely garden. Only he got weird and isolated, and now he & his gf don’t live there. The garden is going to hell because the guy they’re renting to doesn’t take care of it. One side in particular is now entirely overgrown with dandelions, morning glory & blackberries. I noticed it again today on a little walk. Makes me kinda sad.
A video store two blocks away. Only it closed.
And then there’s Ralph’s. 🙁
links for 2006-07-08
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just what I need right now….(tags: it@home)
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I love my bike, but sometimes I don’t care for it as well as I should. 🙁
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I’d like to try a how to, a list, and an ask the audience.
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what an odd/useful tool. I’m trying to think how it might work for my projects….(tags: usability)
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“But what do you do if you’re leading a team, and you have neither the time nor the budget to do project management “right”?” of current timeliness….(tags: productivity)
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I suppose you could also do this with two shower curtain rods mounted slightly apart. 🙂
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whoa. from guy on digital eve seattle list.(tags: web_dev)
tidbits from today’s picketing
I had a great conversation with a former ENA president who has been picketing for an hour every day, all week long. She said that she’s had lots of people come up and thank her.
We had one counter-protester. A middle-aged man, very jovial.
About 20 people showed, and this time we split pretty evenly between 4th ave. & State st.
I swear there were fewer cars in the parking lot than would be usual at that time of day on a Friday.
I realized I’d been locking my knees when I saw my physical therapist drive by…and honk. (How cool is that?)
One of the most fun things, honestly? Smiling and waving at people who frowned at us, gave us thumbs-down, or yelled. (Usually I couldn’t tell what they were yelling, anyway.)
Janet told me, at the end, not to burn myself out. And I don’t feel burnt out…although I did come home and take a long tepid shower, and then devoured a handful of tacos. Instead, I feel happy and empowered.
In addition, I finished laying down gravel at the back of the house. Happy happy.
photo friday: summer
beach party Rachel, originally uploaded by epersonae.
Last Sunday was such a lovely summery day, and in this photo Rachel looks like the epitome of fun in the summer sun…albeit with a serious purpose in mind.