Hello, dear.
How was your day?
How was your day?
I gotta check my referrers more often. It gives me a whole new perspective. While LTW has no "about this site" explainer, it never ocurred to me that anyone would have this take: A blog called My Uncensored Life links to here and wants to know "Who is his wife?" and in the tool tip wonders "if he refers to his blog."
Am now trying to figure out if there's some stuff on the site that takes on a way different angle if you thought it was written by a guy.
About this site: The writer is the wife. She signs the page "Love, the wife."
4/30/2002 11:37:43 AM
The Dreamweaver MX "preview" download is 62.7 MB.
4/30/2002 06:33:31 AM
Root canal on insane-for-no-reason tooth went fine, except for unnerving (ha.) noise of construction in the next office. Sounds of grinding, SawzAlls and jackhammers, followed by loud thudding sounds not all that conducive to the relaxing atmosphere the pastel paintings and Muzak were trying to create.
4/26/2002 05:07:45 PM
Oh, my gosh, even the ads on Amazon.com know my name. I would imagine some people would get creeped out by that and never go back.
4/26/2002 05:02:08 PM
The new iMacs are slugs? Try one of the old ones.
4/20/2002 07:29:16 PM
Conversation with the endodontist:
Her: Everything looks okay.
Me: No, really it does hurt, just not right now.
Her: Okay. Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: Oh, dear freaking god, the bottom of my jaw has just had a hole eaten through it and my eyeballs are melting.
Her: Yeah, you need root canal.
4/19/2002 04:02:32 PM
PETA agrees: The A's are better than the Giants.
4/15/2002 04:59:24 PM
Happy tax day.
4/15/2002 02:04:55 PM
Yes, but it gets tiring to drag the mouse. CFA5M. Nice background, and the semi-transparent first page is a nifty touch.
4/11/2002 01:24:39 PM
Oddly enough, every once in a while, someone stumbles into LTW looking for porn. Well, here ya go. Kinda.
4/10/2002 05:58:54 PM
Parts of my day: I stand in line at the post office, a large, major metropolitan branch. A rooster, from somewhere behind the counter, crows. The clerk calls on me. I tell her I want to send these packages first class. She tells me the rooster sounds tired. The rooster crows again. I tell her that indeed, he does sound tired. She tells me how much my postage is, I pay it, the rooster lets out an exhausted peal.
I don't know what's more surreal: The conversation, or the fact that I heard a rooster crowing in the post office and thought nothing of it.
4/9/2002 12:30:26 PM
If it's called B.C., how come they refer to Jesus in the past tense?
4/8/2002 12:19:11 PM
Birth of a museum piece: I have no real use for my, what is it, six? seven? -year old Acer Aspire, a curvy dark green Pentium 120. It came with a recovery disk, which allows it to revert to day one, complete with the little video that congratulates you on setting up your powerful, multimedia computer. So revert I did.
I can now view the web -- excuse me, the information superhighway -- on IE2 or NetCruiser, futz around with Microsoft 3D MovieMaker and yell at the poor machine through the world's worst voice recognition software (and I use the term for identification purposes only), an abomination called "Listen for Windows." (Listen involved teaching the software your voice patterns through repitition, then telling the computer the name of the program you wanted to open. Regardless of what or how you said anything, the software interpreted it as "Open Hover." Listen for Windows was the only reason I ever opened Hover.)
The software package included with the computer was so huge it took up half the hard drive out of the box. It never occured to us that this would be a problem within a couple of months (leading to the almost immediate purchase of a Zip drive, as it also never occured to us that uninstalling Listen for Windows would solve two problems at once), and we learned other valuable lessons pertaining to future computer purchases: 1) Make sure that the installed cache is any number above 0k. 2) Never buy a machine for its looks.
4/5/2002 02:28:05 PM
Am now trying to figure out if there's some stuff on the site that takes on a way different angle if you thought it was written by a guy.
About this site: The writer is the wife. She signs the page "Love, the wife."
4/30/2002 11:37:43 AM
The Dreamweaver MX "preview" download is 62.7 MB.
4/30/2002 06:33:31 AM
Root canal on insane-for-no-reason tooth went fine, except for unnerving (ha.) noise of construction in the next office. Sounds of grinding, SawzAlls and jackhammers, followed by loud thudding sounds not all that conducive to the relaxing atmosphere the pastel paintings and Muzak were trying to create.
4/26/2002 05:07:45 PM
Oh, my gosh, even the ads on Amazon.com know my name. I would imagine some people would get creeped out by that and never go back.
4/26/2002 05:02:08 PM
The new iMacs are slugs? Try one of the old ones.
4/20/2002 07:29:16 PM
Conversation with the endodontist:
Her: Everything looks okay.
Me: No, really it does hurt, just not right now.
Her: Okay. Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: No.
Her: Does this hurt?
Me: Oh, dear freaking god, the bottom of my jaw has just had a hole eaten through it and my eyeballs are melting.
Her: Yeah, you need root canal.
4/19/2002 04:02:32 PM
PETA agrees: The A's are better than the Giants.
4/15/2002 04:59:24 PM
Happy tax day.
4/15/2002 02:04:55 PM
Yes, but it gets tiring to drag the mouse. CFA5M. Nice background, and the semi-transparent first page is a nifty touch.
4/11/2002 01:24:39 PM
Oddly enough, every once in a while, someone stumbles into LTW looking for porn. Well, here ya go. Kinda.
4/10/2002 05:58:54 PM
Parts of my day: I stand in line at the post office, a large, major metropolitan branch. A rooster, from somewhere behind the counter, crows. The clerk calls on me. I tell her I want to send these packages first class. She tells me the rooster sounds tired. The rooster crows again. I tell her that indeed, he does sound tired. She tells me how much my postage is, I pay it, the rooster lets out an exhausted peal.
I don't know what's more surreal: The conversation, or the fact that I heard a rooster crowing in the post office and thought nothing of it.
4/9/2002 12:30:26 PM
If it's called B.C., how come they refer to Jesus in the past tense?
4/8/2002 12:19:11 PM
Birth of a museum piece: I have no real use for my, what is it, six? seven? -year old Acer Aspire, a curvy dark green Pentium 120. It came with a recovery disk, which allows it to revert to day one, complete with the little video that congratulates you on setting up your powerful, multimedia computer. So revert I did.
I can now view the web -- excuse me, the information superhighway -- on IE2 or NetCruiser, futz around with Microsoft 3D MovieMaker and yell at the poor machine through the world's worst voice recognition software (and I use the term for identification purposes only), an abomination called "Listen for Windows." (Listen involved teaching the software your voice patterns through repitition, then telling the computer the name of the program you wanted to open. Regardless of what or how you said anything, the software interpreted it as "Open Hover." Listen for Windows was the only reason I ever opened Hover.)
The software package included with the computer was so huge it took up half the hard drive out of the box. It never occured to us that this would be a problem within a couple of months (leading to the almost immediate purchase of a Zip drive, as it also never occured to us that uninstalling Listen for Windows would solve two problems at once), and we learned other valuable lessons pertaining to future computer purchases: 1) Make sure that the installed cache is any number above 0k. 2) Never buy a machine for its looks.
4/5/2002 02:28:05 PM
-- Love, the wife.
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