class action suit proposed for the pain, suffering, and loss of the ability to enjoy live caused by certain designers’ shoes.
i wholeheartedly support that suit.it was 48°F out this morning, which is not really cold, but i decided it was cold enough to justify wearing a hat. so i wore my new hat that i made a month or two ago, because i’ve been really excited to wear it. because, dude, tasselled hat. it’s awesome! i love my hat!
… i’m really amused by this conversation i’m having. (not for anyone unprepared to think about cannibalism, or otherwise faint of heart. you have been forewarned!) i’m just sad that, because it’s in a livejournal rss feed “user”‘s comments section, it’ll disappear shortly. boo! i demand long-term preservation of discussions which will result in me burning in hell for eternity! juxtapose that against me walking out of the office after max refused to listen to me as i repeatedly asked him to stop telling me about the gerbil his kids starved to death through inattention. … i love the euro. i think it’s the stupidest name for anything ever. seriously! how creative are you — a single european currency, call it the “euro”! because prefixing anything with “euro” makes it cool! sheesh. if i was an eu member state, i’d demand my money back. (pardon the pun. it had to be done.) … so i have this little konfabulator widget that sits on my desktop and tells me the hostname of people who’re connected to my iTunes. (it’ll tell me the name of their share, as well, if it’s got one, but apparently many don’t. although the ones that don’t show up with a name all seem to be Windows iTunes, so i don’t know what’s up with that.) i wish i had a widget that would tell me what people listen to, though, because that would be far more interesting than learning that “wireless-226-148.uchicago.edu” has been connected to me for several hours. … i seriously think my legs are going to fall off. i might have been, uh, overzealous with my workout yesterday. bodyweight exercises are effective! ow, ow, ow! … someone ventilitorily violated the women’s restroom on my floor with cinnamon air freshener. i loathe the scent of cinnamon. and it smells like someone ritually sacrificed an entire forest in there. my hair is completely frizzed out because i refuse to stay in there long enough to fix it after i wore a hat to work today. health before beauty, man. i hate hate hate hate hate cinnamon so much. … i am being a sleazy capitalist pig, and have set up a plugin that will allow me to easily generate amazon referrer links when i cite something that they sell. so far in the two years i’ve had an amazon associates account, i’ve made thirteen whole dollars, mostly from people buying copies of the soapmaker’s companion. so i figure now if i make the occasional link when i talk about things on my blog, in addition to the emaciated book reviews section on the soap site, i may make FOURTEEN dollars. soon i shall be rich beyond my most fabulous dreams! … comments: have just switched from using the blosxom writeback plugin, to using comments hosted by haloscan.com. the primary motivation for this is comment spam. but also, i think that their cookies may work which would mean that saving your information from comment to comment would actually function, which would be a refreshing change of pace as well. i’m contemplating throwing together a quickie perl script to go through my old writeback comments and then POST them to the haloscan site, to import them all, so i don’t either lose them or have to link to the .wb files indefinitely (because, screw that). though i’d have to expunge all the spam first before i did that … which would be, ugh, such a pita. maybe i’ll just do nothing. i would really like to hack on my rss feed to include a comment link as well — primarily for
niquiblog, as it kinda bugs me that when people comment there, the comments only last as long as livejournal keep the fed post around, but it would also maybe be handy for folks reading via bloglines, et al., as well. but frankly, i have to admit this, i find the rss10 plugin confusing. seriously, it’s like 35 lines. most of which are only newlines. i don’t know where the work is being done, and i’m deeply suspicious and afraid to mess with it. of course today i found that the description was in the blosxom script itself (yes, naturally, when RSS is not a built-in, there are variables for RSS built-in, even documented as being for RSS. people, so strange sometimes!), so i should probably poke through that and see if the body-text generation for RSS is in there as well.
anyways, if haloscan proves to be effective at blocking comment spam, that’ll prolong the life of this-blog-as-blosxom, as that was pretty much my one major beef with it. (sure, the find plugin has been broken for ages, for some reason — searching will give you an apparently arbitrary list of postings which usually don’t even mention whatever it was you were searching for — but i don’t really care about that so much. honestly, i’d rather have a working calendar. well, okay, i’d really like a working search. that was one of the reasons i ditched livejournal for blosxom. still, it’s not a high priority.
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whirl just emailed me with an offer of a ticket to go see Dropkick Murphys tomorrow at the Vic. sweet!
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okay, caffeine’s worn off; by-ee!
went by sandmeyer’s after work to see about purchasing a copy of the atkins diet book, since i seem to have lost my copy.
good niqui passed up purchasing both The Soul of Capitalism: Opening Paths to a Moral Economy by William Greider, and American Sucker by David Denby, in favor of trying to get them at the library. bad niqui did not pass up buying The Decline and Fall of Practically Everybody: Great Figures of History Hilariously Humbled by Will Cuppy and illustrated by William Steig, Collapsible: The Genius of Space-Saving Design by Per Mollerup (i bought it for max, but i might browse through it a bit … it’s awfully neat looking and max isn’t back to work until Monday…), and grabbed The 9/11 Commission Report (Authorized Edition) at the checkout. the method to my madness is pretty simple: if i think it’ll take me forever to get through it, e.g. The Metaphysical Club, i should just buy it. also, i didn’t actually have a CPL library card until yesterday. well, evidently I technically did — they’d never cancelled it even though i lost it in, oh, ’98 or ’99 — but i didn’t have one. you know what’s embarassing? having not been in a library in ages, and asking for the card catalogue — knowing full well that there isn’t one, that it’s all computerized, but not knowing what the name is of an electronic card catalogue (hint: it’s “catalogue.” dumbass.) … and knowing that you’re going to get the pitying look from the librarian when you ask after such an archaic, antique piece of stone-age technology. so. yeah. that was me yesterday. went into the Harold Washington Library to get the new library card and to check out the Atkins book. getting the card was fine. then came the card catalogue question. the nice librarian offered to help explain the computer to me. … turns out all three of their copies of the atkins diet book were out (figured it out all on my own … nyah), so that’s why i went to buy one today. but i need to go see about checking out those other books i saw at the store that i wanted to read.just got back from my five-weeks-after-surgery followup appointment. my wrist is healing awesome — yes, like a hundred million hot dogs!
i got examined first by a resident, who seemed mildly surprised at first that i was out of my brace and okay with the world in general, not particularly in pain or anything. he explained a little bit more about the treatment i got — apparently, the plate and bolt that i have in my arm are brand-new stuff, like within the past couple of years, and Dr. Mass (my attending surgeon) treated me totally aggressively, which is why i never had a cast at all. apparently patients with this hardware recover really quickly, because the bones are held in place so effectively by the hardware. and if i had seen a different surgeon i probably still would have been stuck in a cast for four weeks, even if i did have the hardware installed. am so, so glad i came back to chicago for my surgery rather than having it done in atlanta. go Dr. Mass! you so rock! sabrina likes not having been stuck in a cast! oh my god, i can’t even imagine what a complete pain in the ass that would have been all this time. i mean, seriously, with some obvious exceptions — i can’t support much weight with my right hand, i still don’t have my back and forth flexibility back 100%, only about halfway there, etc. — i’m basically back to normal for everyday stuff now. and the pain that i do have is basically in the “annoying ache” category, which tylenol can take care of. and i’m only six weeks out from the break, so this is pretty amazing really. the funny part was getting to see my x-rays. the bolt that they installed (holding the scaphoid together, since it was kinda smashed up) is pretty much as advertised. the “plate,” otoh, is — as i just described it to someone at work — a barbie-sized lawn rake with movable tines. the handle of the “rake” is attached to my radius (i think), and then the “tines” are stuck in various places holding it all together. it bears, in fact, very little resemblance to a plate. or anything flat, really. i suppose that “carpal lawn rake” doesn’t sell very well in the medical journals, though.today i learned what la système D is. which suddenly makes clear the joke in the name of a french word-processing program i used to own.
i am very amused.
