For being such a super genius, I can sometimes be such a tard. There’s an option right there, that tells movable type NOT to rebuild my book page index when I am rebuilding the main index. Which means, you should no longer receive errors when you post comments. Hooray. It was right there in front of my face too. Sometimes it’s hard to see the simple through the genius.
Conversation with TheMan at work, during the design of birthday poster for M-roo.
Me: we can turn that into a giant sun.
TheMan: GENIUS!! Do you realize what a genius you are?
Me: actually… yes I do.
so humble.
Monthly Archives: April 2004
Hola, mi tacos minúsculo del Internet!!
Lately, if you’ve attempted to comment on my blog [if so thank you, by the way] you may have received an error that contained text similar to this:
Build error in template ‘booklist’: Error in
Do not worry, it does not mean your post did not work. It is, in fact, there. It’s just that when you submit a comment, it tries to rebuild all the index templates, whether they have comments or not. And I have two that rebuild, the one you are on right now of course, and the books page. It’s the 2nd one that errors out. Your comment is there, it just won’t show an accurate comment count until the main index page can be rebuilt without ending in error. ie: without the damn book page.
Now, why the book page is returning that error, I do not know. It does not happen all of the time. It happens periodically when I attempt to rebuild a page. Usually, I just keep trying. Eventually, it will rebuild successfully. No one can explain to me why this is happening. Logically, it makes no sense to me. Why the periodic parser.pm error? Huh? I asked my web hosting people and they have no idea. If it were something wrong with my template, wouldn’t you think it would happen consistently? Maybe it’s a problem with amazon.com’s site. i don’t know. But it’s making me absolutely crazy.
My friend Anastasia and I are going to take Spanish 101 at the Seattle Language Academy next quarter. We will be reimbursed by our employer, if we pass, as it’s an accredited school. I’ve been wanting to take a language for a long time, I’ve been waiting to find someone who would a: take it with me and b: be fun to practice with. And Anastasia is it! ¿Dónde está el gatito? ¡El gatito está en la cama!! ¡Yay!
Small dark furry things increased severely on the floor, whilst rude jellies wobbled up and down and bounced against rising thighs which had spread to all parts of the country by mid afternoon.
Did you guys know that they are opening a Science Fiction Museum and Hall of Fame here in Seattle? Why would you, you don’t live here. Well, I do, and I was completely clueless. It’s Paul Allen… he’s adding it on to the EMP. Louise and I discovered this yesterday, and we were totally surprised to find it’s opening in about two months. We are considering “joining” the museum. Means you get to enter through the Members Express door. And you get a Membership card and discounts and advance notice. But… act now and you’ll get an SFM t-shirt AND a lapel pin. That’s right, because you’ll be Charter Members. People will ask me, “Jodi… how come you are a member of a Science Fiction Museum? You’ve never seen a single episode of Babylon 5…” and I’ll say, “yes, but i got a t-shirt AND a lapel pin” as I sail past them in the Members Express line. I’m not sure I deserve it, tho… I’m not very far down on the Geek Hierarchy chart. First tier, really… comic book fan.
Speaking of furries, Louise and I also discovered that there is a furry convention coming up in September. This all came about because Louise pointed out we missed norwescon. Not having a clue what that was, I could hardly mind, but I wanted to know just what i missed out on… so we started searching. We came to this list of sci fi things coming to Seattle/Tacoma area. And, in September, it’s the Conifur Northwest. It’s downright irresistible, I’m telling you. We are waiting, with bated breath, for the prices to be announced, to see if we will be able to afford such a unique experience.
yes… we’d be doing it for fodder. But we’d be totally polite and groovy about it. [as long as my personal boundaries are respected] come on… we don’t want to get beat up by giant stuffed animals.
That’s the great thing about the monkey gods, they are all things to all people…
Today’s title is actually a quote by a real live person. Or, more to the point, a real live person I know. Louise said it to me via email. We were discussing the advantages of worshiping monkey gods, whether that was something we wanted to start doing or not. Why were we discussing that? Because of this book:
Down on Ponce by Fred Willard. Which she plans to loan to me today.
Today we had a state wide earthquake drill. At 9:45 am. I can only assume that the entire state of Washington was under a desk at precisely 9:45 am. I know I was. At 10 I had a meeting, at 11 I came back to my cube, only to find that it has been condemned. It has a yellow Caution tape stretching across it diagonally. And a piece of orange paper taped to the floor in front that reads SIMULATED EARTHQUAKE DAMAGE. This object/area suffers the following simulated damaged from today’s STATEWIDE EARTHQUAKE DRILL. And handwritten below it reads “Cube Implosion.” What this means I do not know. I think I am supposed to be simulating the experience of being trapped under my desk until someone rescues me. As no one seems terribly worried about that, I am using a Curious George doll to simulate me simulating the experience of being trapped under my desk until someone rescues me, as i continue to go about my work day. I don’t know when the tape is to be removed, but if no one removes it, I’m going to just leave it. I’m not the only one… the so called Safety Committee imploded two other cubes in my dept. One of which is as heavily decorated as mine. We feel this is tchotchke prejudice, and are considering legal action. We feel singled out and harassed.
Cheese covers a myriad of sins.
You know, one of the most difficult things they ask me to do, at work, is to be funny on command. Maybe it’s because they wait until I am in the most unfunny of moods. “ok… Jodi…. get ready… BE ENTERTAINING!!” I never did follow directions very well.
I couldn’t concentrate on any of my books last night, as I am in the mood for light. I was in the mood for the Romantic Comedy of books. Typically called, I believe “Summer Reading.” Because you can’t think too much in the summer. Or deal with anything dark or depressing. And as I had nothing light and fun lying around the house, I ended up wandering around the casita, picking stuff up and putting it back down and mumbling. I was sort of crabby. It’s really a shame that when I was picking up the stuff, I didn’t put it away or something. Instead of just setting it back down where it lay.
Next week, Kelley Armstrong’s new book comes out.
She wrote “Stolen” and “Bitten” and I am looking forward to her new book. It’s about a witch this time. Cool. But that book cover looks awfully Laurel K. Hamilton, does it not?
It’s better to help people than garden gnomes.
I suppose I should explain that I do know where the snakes came from. In my dream. They came from here:
That’s right. From the Sims. I played for the first time in a couple of weeks, over the weekend. At one point, my main Sim, Buttonwillow, thought she’d use the “Beauty and the Beast” charm to turn herself into a a little fairy type creature. She does that from time to time, being magical and all. But I had forgotten the name of the charm to use, and instead used the “Shed Your Skin” charm. Which, I thought, was supposed to turn you into a ghost. But instead, unleashed a Plauge of Snakes unlike Buttonwillow had ever seen. [in fact, she’d never seen a Plauge of Snakes.] They were everywhere. Dozens and dozens. And all the sims did was run from snake to snake, in a panic, waving their arms and yelling “Snake! Snake!” They never did completely go away. Occasionally, one of the sims will start running in a panic, over to a dead pile of snake, yelling “Snake! Snake!”
So I guess it’s not all that surprising that I should have a dream of snakes. But I’m wondering where the enchanted, but drunken, garden gnomes were. 
That’s the wine press they are playing in, guess that’s how they got drunk. Before they start drinking, they make excellent little gardeners. Buttonwillow had to solidify them again.
Literary Commute Story Hour
I started a new audio book for the Literary Commute Story Hour this morning.
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
Twenty-five discs! That’s a big book!
Then, I will hug some snakes… yes. I will hug and kiss some poisonous snakes.
Last night, I had dreams with snakes. Hundreds of orange and black snakes. I’m not particular frightened of snakes. One could dart out in my path and startle me, but overall, I’m not scared of them. Caveat: by NOT scared, that does not imply I would not be totally freaked out by a rattlesnake, cobra, or cottonmouth in my path. Snakes with fangs and poison are not my favorite kind. I have a healthy sense of apprehension, when it comes to snakes of that caliber. Caveat #2: one snake I am scared of … Water Moccasins. Those things are evil and sneaky, because they combine the fear of fangs and poison with the fear of “Things that cannot be seen in the depths of the water.” ick. Ok, so, snakes, not a scary image for me. However, if you open a closet door and hundreds of orange and black snakes fall out upon you, i don’t care how frightened you are of snakes, that’s going to freak you out. If suddenly, there is a worldwide plague of orange and black snakes, you are going to be a bit concerned. Even if, to the best of my recollection, nobody had been bitten by one of these snakes. And, if special cameras previously only used by NASA indicated there was a snake as large as all of London living in it’s underground tube system, you would find yourself suddenly quite frightened of snakes. I don’t even know if we progressed to the point of discovering whether they were python type snakes, or poisony fangious snakes. One thing we did discover … the reason for all the snakes… the cosmic cause of the plague… the sheer number of different versions of Law and Order on TV. I kid you not. It was Law & Order’s fault we were inundated with snakes. Such is the way of dreams. I don’t know what happened, with the snakes, after that. I became friends with Meg Ryan and we had to attend the funeral of a small jewish child who had died from some terrible illness. Anne Bancroft was there and we got a terrible case of the giggles. I know… at a funeral… of a child for pete’s sake. I didn’t say we didn’t feel bad.
Note: I do not watch Law & Order. Maybe the fact that there are 15 different flavors of this show on tv, currently, is a good thing. Maybe the world became a better place, once you were pretty much guaranteed to find an episode, new or in syndication, 24/7. On thing’s for certain, it’s not leading the tv parade of degradation. That would be “reality tv.”
You’re interrupting my reading enjoyment! I’m going elsewhere!
Well, I think I am done for now. Playing with my new book list page. Louise and I have been going around and around with style sheets and XML parsing errors, and wonderful new plug-ins the last few days. Louise is setting up a new blog, premiering soon. Anyway, this has been very taxing on us, as we support print products. And fonts. Of course. But learning New Things is good. And I’ve had fun. So I present to you the new Books I’ve already Read page. The link lives down there… just below the books I am currently reading. Maybe future books will feature snarky reviews or comments. But not right now… it’s just a book list.
Anyways… happy it’s Friday, and work has already ended for the day!!
All the books I’ve ever read
I’ve been quiet on the posting side this week, and that is because I’ve been busy behind the scenes. I’m working on my “Books I’ve Read” Page. I’ve been wrinkling my little brain trying to figure out how to do things I have no idea how to do. But we all know that’s my favorite.
I entered, by hand, all the books I had listed on my all consuming page, since I signed up on November 24, 2003. Turns out, that’s about seventy books. It’s it’s fairly easy to determine the authors I “discovered” during this time.
Anyway, it’s coming along nicely, and really, the only reason I am posting this, is because I need a blog entry ID for sorting purposes. 🙂 So, no it’s not ready yet, but sooooon.