I do not recommend becoming ill while in a superstore while doing the weekly shopping.
Very much not fun.
And while I’m here – cmd+shift+4 is currently the shortcut I bow down to. Made a piece of work earlier bearable.
A day ill.
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Monthly Archives: February 2007
FTP renaming
Filezilla: right-click, rename, click away. Takes a second.
Transmit: Click. Yawn. Click. Takes a-g-e-s to get that gap right and if it’s missed other stuff happens. Their site says they respond in a few business days. Is there a quicker way? Can this program be made to move as fast as Filezilla?
(And that double-click to rename is NOT intuitive)
Oh – and while I’m here:
Dear Transmit,
When I say upload the folder wp-includes, I mean all of it. The whole lot. 100%. Not just a few files if you can be bothered.
A reddening pie
I have MenuMeters running in the bar at the top. I have it partly because it’s interesting to see the little lights go on/off (Yep, that’s shallow..) and partly to watch the CPU percentages change when tasks are happening – though now Opera is not used they don’t top out. Anyway…. the circular pie which shows all sorts of memory usually has about a third light green, an eighth dark green, a bit more than an eighth light grey and the just background grey. You’ll have to trust me on this – the image is too small to post. Point is, I see no red. I did once when I fired lot of stuff up but normally I see no red.
I did though the other day and in the end shut down everything but X-Chat. The red had started at when I had lots open and got more and more as I shut things down. The Activity Monitor showed no process out of control – it looked fine by CPU. So I have no clue what decided RAM was tasty and all I could do (knew to do) was restart the machine. Which worked – as you would expect.
Now it’s not that I don’t expect these machines to never freak out but if I hadn’t got my little green indicators I would never have know until I presume things went really strange. As it was I lost no work which is a good thing. Oddest thing yet was that. So.. if that happens again, what do I do to try and find what is eating the RAM?
Two stupid feed items
I grabbed two feeds from The Times Online last night and today I find they can’t be clicked through to. I can see a headline, one line of text and nothing. No way to get to the story. So either News International haven’t a clue or NetNewsWire can’t handle their feed. The latter I will ask….
And how is this for stupidity:
They want the post Dugg when all I can see is the summary?? Why all that crap in a feed when all they’ll let me see is 2 measly lines? How stupid is that person? If it wasn’t in the British Blogs Aggregator that junk would have been the quickest way to Delete.
Anyway….. work tonight will be accompanied by (a) Dave or (b) Planes, Trains… and maybe followed by The Departed. Or (a)+(b) if it takes a while…
The eve of TD the DVD
4 months ago I said Akismet had stopped 27,000 spams. I’ll crack 100,000 this week. It’s certainly piling in.
So tomorrow….. plumber coming to mend the hot water which stopped overnight, insurance assessor coming to view the damage from the burst pipe and no doubt to see if we were lying, builder/plasterer around to quote us for a different way of some slightly different mods downstairs for J and I’ve got the GP for blood tests. And all this gets in the way of the most important event tomorrow – the DVD release of The Departed. Ignore those fools on Amazon who didn’t give it 5/5 and anyone else who disagrees. It’s a Damn Good Film.
Wii tennis. Finally took some time to play. I have a wicked cross-court backhand, the forehand shot of the same is good too. I’m not yet sold on everything – some shots which I definitely did not do crept in with the guy at the net. And one shot that was coming toward me bounced AWAY. It was coming straight at me, hit the centre line and turned left! Very odd. I need to work out the timing so when I’m doing cross-court rallies I can then belt it down the tramlines. There must be a way so I just need to work on that timing.
Women and makeup. This is either really good or very scary. (seen in Reddit)
And now it is 6
About an hour of increasing persuasion with a taper has persuaded the hole in my tongue to stretch back up to 6mm. The custom barbell (flattened ends like a paracetamol) I used a couple of years ago is now embedded through the flesh. I have no idea what I used for 7mm last time but the feeling I have right now suggests that waiting a good amount of time will be needed. Going up to 5mm made my tongue feel tingly – this is verging on Ouch. So why am I doing it this time around? For fun, amusement, because I can.
On a friday night
iCal – neat. Very neat indeed. I must find more calendars to import.
Jacq has got a blog at wordpress.com (where else!) though linkage is for her not me. The tagging and ease of becoming part of / finding similar interests might be good.
I need to create an image this weekend for a domain so into the GIMP I shall venture.
And it’s the weekend. 2 days off. Excellent :)
Knocking a door through
The council have agreed with the health people that we need some downstairs facilities for J. So they’ve been round and done an initial look over for suitable places – they found one, just one. They are helping because we are in a rented place, because we can’t afford it and because they can’t find anywhere.
Anyway, they said that we have 10 years to pay our share (which could just be a way of giving us a huge bill) and we have to undertake to stay here for 5 years after completion. But… what if the landlord wants the place back? We might have to pay. And we need to know what happens if the Council take us off their list because we are currently #1 (or certainly damn high) and this work is a stopgap (no bedroom can be done) or if the Council find us somewhere inside that 5 years. All unclear.
What is clear though is my working. Where I am now is at the end of the kitchen on a long counter (covered in cables and all things computer) and the door they will knock through is 4 ft to my right. The counter goes. Which is okay because I’ll have the room upstairs for the machines. But I can’t work up there because during the day I’m needed downstairs. I can work upstairs once the girls come back but then when everyone else has gone bed I’ll need to work downstairs again. But I can’t work downstairs happily because my music – the good music – will be on the machine upstairs. And there’s isn’t room for the monitors downstairs so they have to be upstairs. The answer of course will be a laptop and moving as needed which is okay – but disturbances of the status quo are never welcome are they, even for all the best reasons.
And J? She saw the Neurologist a couple of months ago. He said that the inteferon wasn’t needed and to stop it. She is demonstrably worse, much worse. So they are sending for a scan to see whats going on. But (a) they can’t change it (b) they haven’t said what they will do. I’ve said this before – J sees a Consultant Neurologist. His field of expertise is MS. But no-one knows much about MS – so how did he get to where he is then? It sometimes feels like one big game of guinea pigs….
At the end of the day
You know those people, you know, who keep saying you know all the time but don’t know they are saying you know? And at the end of the day no matter what, you know, they keep saying it all the way to the end of the day? Annoying isn’t it. My shrink says isn’t it at the end of almost every sentence isn’t it. And when that dawned on me it started to become really funny isn’t it. So he, you know, is trying to be serious but at the end of the day I’m just sitting there waiting for the isn’t it you know, and each time he never fails to deliver the isn’t it. I’m grinning like a loon (oohh careful) and he can’t understand isn’t it. He’s an educated guy and I bet he hasn’t the faintest clue about this little habit. I didn’t feel it was the place or time to point it out either….
Kilroy-Silk. Orange and Noisy.
So the ex-Labour, ex-TV Presenter, ex-UKIP, ex-Veritas but permanent member of the 24/7 permatanned club has decided that he hasn’t popped up on our news radar for a while. So he makes allegations about M&S. This has got nothing to do with any UK retailer and everything to do with RKS being a dick in a Parliament where he can proclaim the priviledges of being able to say whatever he wants free from prosecution.
All that man cares about is his image and his ego.
Amusingly, there is a link on that BBC page to Bob’s page – http://www.kilroymep.co.uk – and it throws a 403.