Archive for July, 2001

“Tenacity is what gets you where you want to go”

Tuesday, July 31st, 2001

This is a quote from the teacher of a class I took over the weekend. The title was “Nuts and Bolts of Commercial Fiction Publishing,” offered through the UC Santa Cruz Extension.

Cupertino, where the apple tree grows, is generally not worth getting up at 6 am to visit, but the class was so remarkably […]

Hi Mom!FINALLY Google spiders me.

Monday, July 30th, 2001

Hi Mom!FINALLY Google spiders me. I learn this as a result of checking my stats, where I can see where visitors are coming from. Turns out that people are finding my site after searching on the web for the following terms:

Yahoo: okeeblow
Yahoo: hack rio 600 […]

Yo Molly!

Friday, July 27th, 2001

I sold the Jetta, kroonchie-mama! And I still have a job! Woo-hoo! In yer face! Houh! Snarf-snarf-snarf! I squish you, I crush your head! Nyah! Now, go be a media whore somewhere else.

RCFOC RetiredToday marks the last issue of the journal of the Rapidly Changing Face of Computing - sort of a blog, I guess, […]

Jeff Chorney - We Hardly Knew Ya

Wednesday, July 25th, 2001

Well, that’s not true. Some of us were downright sick of you. Couldn’t say who those individuals would be, but there must be one or two around here somewhere. Don’t worry, I’ll hold down the fort as “Mister Cherney” for you while you’re enjoying your FFF (fat fellowship in Frankfurt) with Reuters. Make us proud, […]

Not Urban Legends. But They

Friday, July 20th, 2001

Not Urban Legends. But They Might Be, SomedayThe wrong daughterOne day, a young man employed by The Shane Company, a local jeweler, realized that his hapless supervisor’s lackadaisical attitude presented him an opportunity. Working the counter as a sales clerk, he struck up a conspiratorial rapport with the next shady-enough-looking customer to come through the […]

Randy Teachers and Walnut Creek

Tuesday, July 17th, 2001

Randy Teachers and Walnut Creek Patricide - the numbers are inIn the category of interesting data I’d never pay to gather but love seeing anyway:

Amazon keeps track of where its users live. You’ve probably noticed that their reader reviews are usually headed something like: “Book lover from Allentown, Virginia has this to say:”

Well, apparently they […]

Kill me, pleaseI am an

Monday, July 16th, 2001

Kill me, pleaseI am an asshole. Peter and I just spent about half an hour waiting for some heavy-metal burnout (all night locksmith) to jimmy the lock(s) into my building after I forgot to take my keys along on a smoke break. As Peter pointed out, we like to ignore the dregs of society, […]

Sweet - a very special

Monday, July 9th, 2001

Sweet - a very special personal reportthe land
the people
the trip
aftermath and conclusion

I went to heaven and back last weekend and didn’t even have to die. Through my friend P, I was invited to a 3-day outdoor rave out in the woods somewhere in Mendocino. Rave is a misnomer, or at least a name unworthy. Certainly, […]

Incendiary Fireworks: A Cry For

Thursday, July 5th, 2001

Incendiary Fireworks: A Cry For Attention?So, the 4th came and went. I heard some really serious popping going on outside. Maybe it was the assassination-style double gang shooting that happened in Oakland around the same time the fireworks all went off.

This year, as usual, the flag-wavers and the flag-burners faced off for another round of […]