Wheel of Time (continued)
I completed book six this past weekend. I have become addicted to the
series. A friend tells me the current story line (involving a bowl)
takes entirely too long. He also mentioned the Amazon comments seem to
tern against the author and the series around book seven. I read the
first couple of chapters of book seven. So far, so good.
I have to say, this story is unique in my experience. I've never
followed a story of such detail over so much story time. I can't think
of another story that has spread out like this one. The author does a
great job of keeping focus even though the story seems to go all over
the place. The weave really does have many intertwining threads. I hope
I can stick with it to the bitter end. I hope the author doesn't die
any time soon..
My Readers
I've gotten some feedback on my blog. Adam skips the news and loves the
geek stuff. Cynthia skips the geek stuff and loves the news. It seems
every one likes, or endures, the personal experiences. The anecdotes
are a hit. It's just too bad that I don't get out more.
Gmail
Gmail is starting to piss me off. I know it is a beta, but damn-it, I
would like it to work. I'm in the middle of typing an email. When I'm
ready to click send, it just sits there. I don't know if it sends or if
it does nothing. Even if I go look in sent items I cannot tel for sure
if the email went out. So, I have to send it again. Then people
complain they got it twice. This kind of thing only seems to happen at
high load times. That scares me. What is going to happen when they go
live? Generally it clears up quickly. That doesn't help me really. It
needs to work all the time to be frank.
Failed sends.
They still do not support HTML tags.
It is hard to select more than one address from the contacts list. (you
have to type them in)
No fixed width font.
No way to list conversations that have no category.
No way to get emails out of Gmail in mass. (in case I need to change my
address someday)
Post Office
A friend of mine had a little story about the Post Office. I remember a
time when I was a kid where people said the Post Office was a job for
life. I don't think it is quite that any more. I have to tell you,
there are some losers working for the Post Office.
My friend found she had no mail for three days. A sign showed up
on the community box saying "Go get your mail at the Post
Office." She made a trip to the Post Office. She waited in line
for a half hour to get her mail. The person who was helping here
disappeared behind the scenes and came back to say "You have to call
your carrier." Great. The next day she calls her carrier the next day
only to sit on the phone for ever. She hears from the carrier "Your
mail is at the Post Office." She goes back to the post office. A half
hour in line gets her the information "Your mailbox has been fixed. Go
away." OK. They didn't say go away, but that is how my friend felt. If
she had just waited another day, she would have had all the mail in her
mailbox.
Is it me, or does this sound like incompetence? Do they do this on
purpose? Do they know how stupid they look? Are these people behind the
door smoking a multi-pipe-gas-fired-crack-hookah?
Evening
Before I get to the evening, let me go over my day. I worked. Then I
came home. That sounds like a Monday. I wrote some code, I asked some
questions of support people at another company. I told a person his
project was ready for testing. I can't wait to get his comments back.
It amazes me how you can hand someone exactly what they asked for and
they have changes. Tomorrow is another day. The same. Hopefully with
less trouble and more answers.
Now., my evening. in an hour or so a buddy of mine will call me and we
will go over colors for a support page for my evening job. It is one of
those pages you have probably used to get an answer over some computer
question. We are going to attempt to get the colors on the page to
match some other products we have. Our over all page will change as
well. We will go to a tabbed design. I'm sure they will change other
look and feel stuff. I want allot more content out there.
I cannot be trusted to design anything for looks. Everything would be
white text in Ariel on a black background. I took some classes in
desktop publishing many moons ago. The most important thing I learned
is that I have no taste. I cannot tell blue
from green or red from brown.
Cynthia can testify that I cannot tell beige from pink. If it were not for the description,
I would not
know one from the other.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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And this is why Josh should hire me. I now pink from beige. I can tell you what looks good and what doesn't. White on black certainly doesn't. Consider this my job application.
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