new and frightening technologies
I am writing this blog from my office hours, or more accurately, office
hour. What I'd like to point out is this, I'm e-mailing this blog in.
That's right, I'm sending an e-mail to my blog in the hopes that it will
post, and if this works, won't that be nice.
You may, of course, ask why it is that I don't just log in to blogger.com
and do this thing. Good question. The computer I'm using is a lynux
machine and therefore has some problems with the whole text box area.
But that is not the point of this blog. The point of this blog is that
everybody's blogs seem to have better toys than mine. People have side
bars with links. I WANT SIDE BARS WITH LINKS. Oh, to have a side bar with
links. Frickin' Tom Kafafian of Tom Kafafian fame has a frickin' message
board (http://www.tomkafafian.com/nebula/). I can't even get my e-mail to
include links. He has street people. I WANT STREET PEOPLE. I want flash,
and mpegs and jpegs and I want the sound of souls screaming out in torment
whenever my site opens, or maybe someone reading allowed one fish two fish
red fish blue fish. That would be cool also.
But no. I must rest uncomfortable in the knowledge that my site will
forever be void of all those cool little bells and whistles. You know what
would be cool. Well then, I'll tell you. A file directory kind of thing
that opens up when you click on my archive. I mean how obvious is that.
You click on Sept 19-26 and it gives you the names of the blogs that were
archived between the 19th and the 26th of September. The Recent Posts
don't even match the archive, and the search function doesn't work.
Clearly I need help.
Someone help.
On a different note, Erik has left the country fleeing various criminal
investigations involving goats and home made (and of questionable taste)
designer salt licks. Well, good on ya Erik, or whatever it is they say in
Scotland. Drink some scotch, eat some Haggis, wear a kilt, play the
bagpipe, and watch out for the wee little people.
I'm out.
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hour. What I'd like to point out is this, I'm e-mailing this blog in.
That's right, I'm sending an e-mail to my blog in the hopes that it will
post, and if this works, won't that be nice.
You may, of course, ask why it is that I don't just log in to blogger.com
and do this thing. Good question. The computer I'm using is a lynux
machine and therefore has some problems with the whole text box area.
But that is not the point of this blog. The point of this blog is that
everybody's blogs seem to have better toys than mine. People have side
bars with links. I WANT SIDE BARS WITH LINKS. Oh, to have a side bar with
links. Frickin' Tom Kafafian of Tom Kafafian fame has a frickin' message
board (http://www.tomkafafian.com/nebula/). I can't even get my e-mail to
include links. He has street people. I WANT STREET PEOPLE. I want flash,
and mpegs and jpegs and I want the sound of souls screaming out in torment
whenever my site opens, or maybe someone reading allowed one fish two fish
red fish blue fish. That would be cool also.
But no. I must rest uncomfortable in the knowledge that my site will
forever be void of all those cool little bells and whistles. You know what
would be cool. Well then, I'll tell you. A file directory kind of thing
that opens up when you click on my archive. I mean how obvious is that.
You click on Sept 19-26 and it gives you the names of the blogs that were
archived between the 19th and the 26th of September. The Recent Posts
don't even match the archive, and the search function doesn't work.
Clearly I need help.
Someone help.
On a different note, Erik has left the country fleeing various criminal
investigations involving goats and home made (and of questionable taste)
designer salt licks. Well, good on ya Erik, or whatever it is they say in
Scotland. Drink some scotch, eat some Haggis, wear a kilt, play the
bagpipe, and watch out for the wee little people.
I'm out.
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posted by Monstro D. Whale at
11:51 AM
3 Comments:
We may not be high-teck in our ongoing attempts to blog from whatever antique computer/abacus our departments deem worthy of our office, but dammit we can post old-school with the best of them. So I have pulled down my copy of _One Fish ..._ from the collection of literary tomes I keep in my office {don't ask, I have many children's books for my fellow faculty} and have transcribed the following.
It may not be aloud or allowed, but everyone should read this boisterously and with great feeling out loud in your favorite over-the-top actor voice to the consternation of anyone around you:
One Fish,
Two Fish,
red fish,
blue fish,
black fish,
blue fish,
old fish,
new fish.
This one has a little star.
This one has a little car.
Say! what a lot
of fish there are.
Yes. Some are red. And some are blue.
Some are old. And some are new.
Some are sad.
And some are glad.
And some are very, very bad.
Why are they
sad and glad and bad?
I do not know.
Go ask your dad.
Make him use that education he's supposed to have.
Ask him plain while he still be sane,
Why Tattoo no longer points out "Da Plane!"
And why all Dr. Giesel's works share a same mein,
Reusing the wedding new-old-borrowed-and blue refrain.
An err you find him the font of info-arcane you seek,
Press him further till last dregs of knowledge creak.
See if he knows the answer to our Monstro's woes,
How to post side-links to stuff everyone should knows,
And make easy access to stuff that already are,
Like that early cool post all about Gwar.
Is Erik reading the blog. Erik, if you are out there, give a shout to your WASTE-an brethren. We'll be better for it, and perhaps birds will feel the expanded air with more passionate flying.
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