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TorgoX (1933)


"Il est beau comme la retractilité des serres des oiseaux rapaces [...] et surtout, comme la rencontre fortuite sur une table de dissection d'une machine à coudre et d'un parapluie !" -- Lautréamont

Journal of TorgoX (1933)

Thursday May 06, 2004
03:56 AM

Nessun dorma

[ #18644 ]
Dear Log,

I muttered and shuffled all yesterday (Tuesday) about the XML::RSS::Timing(Bot) stuff, and decided to get my mind off it by going and taking pictures of the first cruise ship of the season. Click click click click click click click.

While I was downtown, I looked over the side of the docks and saw that the water was oddly murky. I went and looked closer and saw that it wasn't murk, it was spajillions of tiny jellyfish. I tried getting some shots of them, but it didn't come out well -- bad glare and choppy water. But some other pics in the set came out well. (BTW, the license plate on this car was "1". Alaskan humor. Ar ar ar.)

Today the water was calmer and I got some better pics of the seething sea life.

Last night, I had an idea about the TimingBot thing just as I was getting to bed, and so I spent all night half-asleep and thinking about it. At about 8am I finally woke up and scribbled out some code so I could finally get some real sleep. That freed my Paxil-addled brain to return to its regularly scheduled programming: Since I had earlier seen someone sing a few seconds of "Nessun dorma" ("nobody is sleeping"), my primitive meaty brain made me dream about a new word: "nessunpossible", meaning something that works in theory but which nobody could/will actually learn to deal with. (Example: "DSSSL is nessunpossible.")

Further accomplishments today: discovered a thrift store nearby. Full of strange, strange, things. Many near-mint-condition CB radios for $5. Hot air corn poppers. Video adapters for Apple 2C's. Romance novels. Crap. But, as this is Alaska and not one of those grubby 49 states "down south", the thrift store crap was all spotless, and tidily organized on well-lit shelves.

In other news:

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