We wanted Jason & Sharon to call the boy Helmut, but they chose Max.
So I’m posting this image…
Tuesday, May 17th, 2005
Daily Archive
I discovered PostSecret some time ago. I love it!
Basically, it takes postcards (real, live ones) that are sent in anonymously, with a secret on them, and posts them online.
This one today made me laugh:
The process is pretty low tech: take a picture of the food you eat, send it to a dietician, and then they send back a video message telling you…
…These kind of personalized/techno services should be making things interesting in the next few years. I could see a personal trainer doing this, as well…
There’s an ad doing the rounds on Australian TV at the moment that reminds me of this article, but I can’t remember what it was advertising. It had a guy who sent a picture to a personal coach, or something.
I’m currently altering Connections (Blogsome) to be an orange motif, for the CSTA site.
View what it looks like so far at CSTA.
If you have turned on User Registration, or have created any users; and promoted them beyond level 0, then you won’t be able to delete them.
That’s right, to delete a user in WordPress (1.5µ anyway), that user must be level 0.
Hmm. Original name for a monthly magazine. Even cooler if it comes out with a frequency other than it’s name. I probably would have never come across it, but a copy of the first issue, May 2005 was sitting on the counter I went to in Hudson’s this afternoon. (And I would not have kept it, had they put a decent amount of froth into my flat white. Flat White. Flat. Not one-third froth! Get with it guys! I know I should tell them, but I prefer venting later.) So I started reading it.
And, I must say, I quite enjoyed some of the articles. I haven’t finished it yet, but I liked Don Watson’s piece on rural values, and the article on the smoke ceremony that followed the death of the aboriginal chap on Palm Island. And (although I’m only part way through it) John Birmingham’s take on Ipswich and John Howard.
But, I’m not convinced that Suicided is a word, Chloe Hooper.
According to Google:
Did you mean: Suicide
And to Dictionary.com:
No entry found for Suicided.
I was walking home tonight, and my appearance startled a ‘flock’ of magpies. (Is that the right term? A murder of crows, a choke of magpies? Thinly veiled Port Power joke…) Two of them took off, and flew straight into one another!