I'm working on getting the mini-blog to work in Netscape 6. I thought I had it, but I think the Netscape redirect I put on the mini-blog page itself is causing problems.

Let's enrich our taxonomy of errors by looking at some excerpts harvested from that most fertile field of mistaken speech, the words of President George W. Bush.

Describing Java errors with Bushisms

Andrew: hehe, the computer has a g spot ;)

I must get Blogger Pro!. It'll let you change the time of posts so no more of that 'it's after midnight but it's not really a new day problem. Or the... 'things not to do' I post two days later problem...

Bush is pushing his "unborn child" classification again. I have to admit someone on his side knows what they're doing, as he pushes closer and closer to anti-abortion laws that no one can oppose without looking "anti child".

I must remember to respond to this NARAL email looking for volunteers.

[...]documents uncovered in Afghanistan indicated terrorist attacks were also planned on Seattle's landmark Space Needle[...]

Things not to do:

1. Bring your laptop to work. Start the laptop with a disk still in the drive. Take the disk out, lean it against the cubical wall, and watch the disk fall down the space between the cubical wall and the desk. Find out desk is attached to the wall by a set of drawers. Get rug burn on your hand, and bruises on your arm trying to reach the disk, and fail. Decide that disk is stuck in that spot until someone disassembles the cube someday, and finds disk containing your resume.

2. Put painkiller of your choice in your mouth and think about getting water, but don't think too hard. Forget about water as you enjoy sucking on the gel coating. Rush to get water as coating comes off and the real taste comes through, and find out you've glued the pill to the top of your mouth.

I usually ignore these quizzes when they come through my email, but since I was asked this one in person...

The quick version:
Favorite domestic animal and why, tells you how you perceive yourself. I obviously said cat, and while I could go into all kinds of detail as to why cats are my favorite, it pretty much comes down to their attitude. And no I don't mean the attitude non-cat people think they have.
Favorite wild animal and why, tells you how you perceive your lover. I had said dolphins, because they're playful and intelligent. I thought Andrew would appreciate this one since I just found out he's a dolphin fan too.
Favorite food and why tells you how you think about sex. I couldn't come up with a good answer for this one because the only reason I can think of to like any food is because it tastes good.

I sort of saw the results coming, but I was thinking the wild animal one would be the sex one.

Seven people now have taken my "friend test". Since you must all be happy-clicker readers to have found it, who is Regan? Who who who?

This is a really funny Ikea commercial, (which is fitting at the moment as I'm replacing one set of Ikea furniture with another.)

Yep, I'm finally getting rid of that huge wardrobe Kris left for me, and replacing it with a smaller one and a dresser. I've wanted an actual dresser for a long time now... <girl>But where will I put all my shoes?</girl>

Me: Neko got complimented twice today
Andrew: oh? I didn't know you could compliment a laptop...
Andrew: well, I suppose you could say "nice laptop", but you'd hardly have any hope of taking the thing home with you with a line like that
Me: actually i think the guy on the bus did say it was a nice laptop
Andrew: I wonder if saying "nice laptop" would be similar to "nice boots" to a geekgoth
Andrew: so yeah... nice laptop ;)

Alright, for the record, Jake, I didn't say I wanted a strap-on. I said I would prefer one to the real thing if I was going to be using it with girl. Therefore, no penis-envy. I like them right where they are on the boys they're attached to.

I do however want to read the book, Dick For a Day.

Anyway, this is all reminding me that I came up with the perfect analogy for Jake on the NWR list today, one that he should understand:

Jake on NWR is a straight girl going into a gay bar to hit on the guys.

Both NWR and a gay bar have a specific target, and while open to others (since Jake has taken me to gay bars before, I know they're not checking orientation at the door), they have an atmosphere that must be respected.

Now I'm not going to think about the kind of comments the last post might get me at work.

Question of the Day: If you had a sex change, surgical or magical, would you then be gay/straight/bi/?

I would be bi, though probably leaning towards straight because girls would be easier to get and I wouldn't know how to be a gay guy.

(So much for penis envy, huh Freud?)

My roommate had to be showing incredible restraint to not even comment when I said, "I screwed it as hard as I could." (Putting furniture together. Stop looking at me like that.)

After taking Izzy and Andrew's "How well do you know me?" tests, I had to go make one of my own.

Um.... Neuticles.

Get your PEZ fix in liquid form. Just won't be the same in my opinion.

My O'Reilly HTML/XHTML book (the only HTML book I ever considered spending money on) says,

The complete set of character entity values and names are in Appendix F. You could write an entire document using character encoding, but that would be silly.

I wonder how many people like me are taking that as a challenge.

jragonz: i think i broke my ass

Hail!!!

Snow!!!

You actually know what the 3rd amendment is. Bet you're a big hit at parties.
You think electrical prods are cool. (So do we)

Help Jon get his hits up for the month, and play his Which Cop Would You Be? game.

I'm really tired of programs sticking icons on my desktop, and around my computer pushing their products. I'm losing track of all the places I've gotten the "Free AOL & Unlimited Internet" icon as I reinstall everything. I'm starting to feel like someone invited themselves into my kitchen and covered my fridge with their company magnets, and stapled a few to the wall for good measure.

I was told the link to my New Years pics is broken, so since it's getting buried anyway, I'll just repost it: http://www.happy-clicker.com/pictures/newyears2002/

I got more happy-clicker spam this morning. This one's a bit more realistic on what it's offering (make this site profitable? ha!) Then again, maybe not: "We thought there was substantial potential for making revenue for you by placing banners or advertising on your site if you have a reasonable flow of traffic." and, "Advertising on your site increases the importance and prestige of your site." Wha??

It's looking like I'm going to have to prepare myself for lots of UNIX/eunuchs jokes.

I'm stealing this link from Zannah, but it's Stick Figure Warning Man! Everyone should know my love for Stick Figure People everywhere.

I'm getting used to having legs again.

It was the first morning this year that I could stand and be sure my legs would hold me. A bit sore, in the generally good way that means I did something—but did I really walk that much yesterday?

I have trouble convincing myself that I wasn't lazy for the last two weeks, now that I feel better. When I'm sick I feel like I have to justify every second or else I must have been making it up. But I really was taken to the doctor when I couldn't walk five steps without fear of collapsing, and before that Jason did notice that I sounded out of breath just walking to the kitchen.

Yes, it was real. Two whole weeks worth of real.

I put the long update on stari.org where it belongs, and to save you the trouble I'll put it's update here too.

branchstudios: ahh, well, my love for pretzels grows deeper
branchstudios: come with me to dc, we can toss bags of pretzels at the white house

http://dailynews.yahoo.com/h/nm/20020114/ts/bush_dc_7.html

Izzy just gave me permission to stalk him. I've never been given permission before—I don't even know where to start. Is it driving by at all hours of the night, or calling and hanging up repeatedly?

It's not exactly news anymore, but here's the news.

I've been sick since New Years Eve, and it turned out to be an inner ear infection that had me too dizzy to work this week. By the way, (Paul), it's really mean to wave your hands in someone's face after they tell you they're really dizzy and already feel miserable. I was nearly crying at work from that.

I'm home on medical leave for the week, with a drug that's supposed to make me non-dizzy but tired (and yet one of the rare side effects is dizziness.) So I've been spending a lot of time in bed, or curled up with my cloak in Jason's big chair.

I thought time off seemed like the perfect opportunity to get things done, but, who actually wants to *do* things when they're sick? I'm eating chicken & stars—comfort food—and potatoes, because I actually have a wonderful roommate who gave me potatoes he cooked when I wasn't eating anything else.

Being at home all day bored has gotten to me, since I'm not stable enough to go out by myself. I thought I could today until I realized I feel okay because I'm at home, always within a couple steps of somewhere safe to sit, or hold on to. I had to go out Vogue Wednesday night though (I explained that one of the main rules of being sick is to go get as much sympathy as you can :) ) and went crazy not being able to dance. I know Doug never plays that much good music on any other Wednesday night. I just have to wonder what anyone who doesn't know me thought of me that night, no balance, always holding on to things.

This really belongs on my other site, (labeled Thursday night) but you all read this one anyway.

I was on my way to finishing the spaceship as I destroyed the evil Americans and Babylonians when I won a cultural victory in Civ III. So, add that to my list of accomplishments for today.

1. Did the dishes (even though it required standing)
2. Put pants on
3. Won a cultural victory in Civ III.

Now I take my sick, feverish, approaching delirious self to bed.

Randomness of the night:

AndieTheHorrible 'lo. I have a fairly stupid question for you.
Styrdyst ?
AndieTheHorrible are you Jason's roomie?
Styrdyst yep
AndieTheHorrible Ok. then "People get drunk while online because both are a product of Boredom. "
AndieTheHorrible There.

I need a sign that says, "I'm not ignoring you. I can't talk."

The worst part about being sick is losing my voice and being given someone else's to borrow in the meantime.

There were a lot worse things going on New Years Eve than our little Capital Hill gathering—Wash. Police Find Land Mine in Car

Being sick means you can eat ice cream.

It looks like I may have picked myself up a new stalker. I've been warned about a 5'9", strawberry blond, muscular man with a tattoo of the state of Texas on one arm. Of course I'd know to stay away from *anyone* who'd tattoo the state of Texas.

"Cold symptoms and pepper spray don't mix" – Andrew

Another story I found, on NWCN.com says:

New Year's Eve celebrations in the city's Capitol Hill neighborhood got ugly when police in riot gear used pepper spray to disperse a crowd that started a bonfire in the middle of an intersection.

The "good and evil" march was organized by artists who painted their faces black or white. By midnight, young people were drumming, cheering and drinking openly in the streets, officers said. Police arrested some of the revelers.

Andrew had my camera most of the night, so he gets credit for my New Years pictures, in the Good and Evil parade. I was Bad with my bad Batz Maru shirt, shiny purple, and my black wings. Andrew wore his evil Kitten shirt. Jason was on the ? side with Hello Kitty band-aids over his nipples.

(Now I know Andrew will want to join the ? side)

As of about 1:30 AM, the only news we could find made brief conflicting mentions:

Seattle Times:

On Capitol Hill, about 250 people gathered an hour before midnight in what one spectator said was an artists' ritual – "this New Year's thing they do" – before police corralled the group along Broadway. The marchers wore costumes – a few dressed as Osama bin Laden – set off small fireworks and carried signs that read "Anthrax" and "Poop."

Kerlikowske chuckled as the marchers waited patiently for streetlights to change. He said there were no arrests, and the situation was handled peacefully.

Police said they didn't know at first if it was a demonstration or spontaneous performance art. But they had dozens of cruisers and bike patrols ready for anything.

"Damned if I know," an officer on the scene said with a shrug. "Happy New Year."

Seattle PI

Dozens of riot police responded to the late-night march around Broadway Avenue and Pine Street and attempted unsuccessfully to keep it on the sidewalks. Police did confine the gathering to a zone between Boren and Broadway avenues and Pike and Pine streets.

The Capitol Hill march, organized by artists, had a theme of "good and evil" and featured people with black or white painted faces, flags and costumes. At midnight, young people were drinking liquor openly on the streets, drumming and cheering in a party atmosphere. When they started a bonfire in the middle of an intersection, police moved in to put it out. They dispersed the crowd, using pepper spray, and arrested participants.

Of course neither one of these are exactly the truth...

Happy palindrome year!

I got two new years kisses, neither being anywhere near midnight.