Archive for January, 2010

Modification to ImageSlideShow

A devel­oper known as “Briask” cre­ated a Joomla! mod­ule called ImageSlideShow, which works nicely, except that it insists on insert­ing an alpha fade effect between images, even if you’ve set the tran­si­tion delay to 0. This means that if (for instance) you’re using one of those Cisco flat panel-​​​​Web enabled dis­plays, the image tran­si­tions can really start […]

Bookend

He did this in the 90s. Just a bit of Bowie to coun­ter­bal­ance the Elfman. ==== Baby Grace is the vic­tim; she was four­teen years of age. And the wheels are turn­ing, turn­ing, for the fin­ger points at me. But I have not been to Oxford Town. No I have not been to Oxford Town. Toll the bell; pay […]

Please tell me I have no…

…I have no, I don’t have to… Calendar comes up clear for the day. Today. Starting 5 hours from now, and me with no sleep, and know­ing I won’t get any sack time before then.* Good, so I can coast behind the mon­i­tors. Just shift, paste, com­pose. Wave hi, howyadoin. Fuck, fuck me, I am so tired. Not phys­i­cally. ==== * Why […]

Reflections of silver

I’ve been a Bowie fan for a while. It began when a friend intro­duced me to Labyrinth in the late 80s, and it’s never really ended; though lately it’s come to some­thing like fruition. I think Bowie was hard for heroin. Well, duh, it was the 70s, he did drugs; it is gen­er­ally pre­sumed that he did coke. But […]

Boulevard of broken ads

A local high school sold us space for an ad in their annual, and what I did for it at first might be inap­pro­pri­ate accord­ing to some, but it sure as hell would be a thing to see in a year­book.* It’s sup­posed to be an ad for our fit­ness cen­ter, try­ing to con­vince the grad­u­ates to attend. […]

All the nightmares came today. And it looks as though they’re here to stay.

Insanity”, by Oingo Boingo. == I’m so sorry. Please for­give me. Who do I pray to to straighten out this prob­lem? Straighten out this prob­lem, straighten out my mind, straighten out this crooked tongue? My mind has wan­dered from the strait and nar­row; my mind has wan­dered from the flock, you see. My mind has wandered; […]

This is a problem.

I think I’m in pretty seri­ous trou­ble. Used to be that I knew the depths of the sad­ness, the depres­sion. But lately, it’s been coun­tered by up phases. I don’t know how to describe that. Best anal­ogy is when you’ve had too much caf­feine, I guess. They swing back and forth. In a stan­dard cal­en­dar month I feel about right […]

No one is asking you to forgive Hitler.

The ques­tion is, can you for­give your­self? Crossposted from.

I forgot about this

So many pres­sures from so many fronts lately, and I for­got about this, this thing I saw. I’m not sure why I… So I was tod­dling off to get shots of our imag­ing mag­nets, which aren’t inter­est­ing since they resem­ble, mostly, plastic-​​​​wrapped donuts large enough to drive a bike through. But our cam­pus is sprawled, and I had to cross sur­face streets […]

An interesting coincidence

This toon, by Patrick Chappatte and via Cagle, sums up pre­cisely what I think is wrong with “full-​​​​body” scan­ning at air­ports. What’s strik­ing is that I was think­ing it just this morn­ing. There is no way that a “body scan­ner” can pos­si­bly tell you any­thing about the per­son being scanned. Reliance on tech­nol­ogy to pro­vide us “safety” […]

Yup. podcast. Rime of the Ancient Mariner, part 1

Well, what the frack. Here’s Coleridge’s Rime of the Ancient Mariner, part 1 of 7. Rime of the Ancient Mariner I Read by Yours Truly.

I hate to have to admit it…

…but this lit­tle polit­i­cal toon by Cam Cardow is a hell of a lot closer to the mark than I would’ve believed, at this same time last year. Via Cagle’s pad.