“Disconnecting the connection…”
“Disconnecting the connection…”
iTunes genius seems to be anticipating my tastes and listening habits better these days.
When it takes TEN MINUTES to open a Photoshop doc, it’s time to close some apps.
Endless Javascripting today. Still at it and there’s still so much more to do.
Now where’s my Scotch?
Oof - Math induced headache coming on.
The bouchon at AJ King bakery is truly an object of Divine Deliciousness. Om nom nom nom!
Doing a small victory dance over vanquishing an IE bug that’s been taunting me since yesterday afternoon.
Now to slay another…
Wow - Have a bit of time to work through a backlog of email. If you’re expecting a response from me, you might finally get it.
Daughter up sick half the night and winter is still asserting itself this morning after a weekend fling with spring. Hello Monday!
Coudal, you should sell field notes at Cornerstone Books in Salem, MA. http://www.cornerstonebooks-salem.com #fieldnotes
is officially dubbing @marcamos “Sir Tweet-A-Lot”
Grrr… IE Debugging is ruining an otherwise lovely spring-like Friday.
Jeez, Firebug, what ever happened to you? Back in your 1.0 days, you were trim, tight and HOTT!
Today, you’re just a train wreck.
Hoo-Boy!
Over-classed and under-id’d. A challenging situation for robust javascript development.
Textmate, you know I’m fond of you. Except when you launch into one of your seizure-inducing single-character undo/redo tirades. Stop that.
(2 of 2) Re-reading said essay today, I had forgotten about how big of a Zappa fanboy I used to be.
(1 of 2) Parents visited this weekend. They brought a forgotten essay I wrote in college circa ‘94 - The Musical Importance of Frank Zappa.
Confession: When carrying on a phone conversation while in the bathroom, I never fully trust the phone’s mute function.
A Retort - IE8 Blacklist: Forcing Standards Rendering Opt-In http://tr.im/g55j
While I’m happy to see the snow and ice finally melting around here, all the trash and dog shit it’s slowly revealing is a goddamn eyesore.