I absolutely love del.icio.us and I think it’s utterly brilliant. It seems so simple and obvious I can’t believe no one’s done it before. It’s not just a bookmark manager; it’s a self-referral, live-updating amalgamation of ‘what everyone’s surfing.’ I feel the same way about Last FM. I found it a couple of days ago […]
My Damn Blog has a new stylesheet featuring three columns! Aren’t I clever?
So the new server I told you about, with the missing modules? The one goblinbox was migrating to? Well, that’s cancelled. The ISP had failed to install something, and wiped the entire box in the process of fixing the problem. This so enraged Keef and Liz – they’d each already moved all their clients – […]
Today I’m utterly hooked on Stay With You, by Lemon Jelly. It’s such a sweet little house groove, all sunny and summery and deep and bright. Now. Please excuse me while I go fuck around with my new ?ber fun Audioscrobbler/Last FM accounts. Groove on, my sweet babies. ——–
Yesterday I really wanted to eat at Petit Paris, that cute little French restaurant, and I even called Joe to ask him to be my date but the power went out because of that huge storm. And it stayed out until late afternoon, which meant all restaurants in Fairfield were closed and I had to […]
So you know goblinbox has to move… again… to a new server? Well, Keef found me this groovy linux chick with root on both servers to help me with my move, but other than FTPing all my files to the new box (a HUGE help, that) not much is happening yet because my scripts don’t […]
Here’s the Mushlette sitting at her desk, eating her lunch. No, apparently she did not brush her hair at all. (I think hairbrushing is highly overrated, and I blow it off on a regular basis.) Click to enlarge image On the wall is a hand-drawn poster, actually a diagram, of our Fairfield COLO, complete with […]
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Yesterday, my beloved man spent nine hours roofing. On the roof. In the sun. The roof, he reports, was reflective. He came home looking like a lobster, poor dear. Nine hours! ROOFING! IN THIS HEAT!!!
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