Lilith called me this afternoon to tell me the strangest thing: They talked about me. Gustav and Daria, they are, also known as the KNRK morning show.
If you want to know what was said, you’ll need to click the following link…
Daria Talks About Karel
Following in the footsteps of esteemed folk like Mononoke, Tinkrbel, Peach-Pit, Shegirl and some jerk-off who went by the silly nickname of “GreyDuck”… one more former denizen of the former NRK chat channel has gone live with a blog/journal/thingie.
Ladies and gents, I am pleased to direct you to korashime.net. Go forth, friends, and tell Korashime how glad we are to have him online with us.
(If the name doesn’t resolve, give it some time. DNS updates can take a day or two.)
Well, this guy certainly deserves a prize for “best write-up of parental weirdness.” Go forth and check it out.
Yes, I’m “blogging” for a couple of hours. You were expecting real original content at this hour? Really, now.
We modem share in this household. That is, the server (in my room) has the modem, and everyone else utilizes the bandwidth (meager as it is) of that modem. Windows 2000 Server provides a way to share the bandwidth, as well as a “dial on demand” feature.
That feature seems to have gone insane lately. When the connection drops (as modem connections are wont to do) what sometimes happens is a double-dial. That is, a dialing session on top of a dialing session, and each interferes with the other. That’s not the annoying part. What really gets my goat is when, after one of those, you can’t get it to dial at all. Windows claims that some other connection attempt is being made, which is clearly a sack of horse manure.
So I have to reboot in order to get online again. I have just now done this. Yay.
I was originally going to write about AmphetaDesk, a really nifty RSS/XML feed aggregator. Instead I’ll just link to it and suggest that you check it out if you read more than a half-dozen blogs/journals/thingies regularly. It’s a damned nifty timesaver.
I tried to shoo her into bed, but instead she’s insisting on writing in her journal. Well, it’s not like she doesn’t have things to write about, eh? After all, she’s going through an awful lot right now. I’m glad to have provided her an outlet for some of it.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I want to finish up with Lain so I can type up my overall impressions of the series. See you at 1:00 Pacific Daylight (but at night) Time, okay?
Here’s what I want to know: How the hell do they know what the temperature “feels like?” For instance, take a look at the current weather indicator for Portland, Oregon. Sixty-three degrees, and it feels like sixty-three as well! Astonishing!
I’d be delighted if someone could explain this to me. And if you do so tonight, be sure to use small words so I’ll be certain of understanding you. Thanks.
