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I moved blogs from one server to another some time ago, and luckily I was using ecto to post, so had an archive of the posts on my computer. I wrote an AppleScript to move a post from one server/account (ecto calls them personalities) to another, and popped it into the ~/Library/Application Support/ecto/scripts directory, set up a shortcut key, and then it was just a matter of opening a post, pressing the key, and it posted the old post to the new server. Some posts caused ecto to crash, but I could live with that. Anyway, here is the script: tell application “ecto”     set _draft to document 1     tell _draft         set _date to entry date         set current personality to “Blogsome”         set entry date to _date         do post     end tell end **tell **

We wanted Jason & Sharon to call the boy Helmut, but they chose Max. So I’m posting this image…

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:

Cellphone Dieting : Gizmodo:

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!

Ahh, the joys of being able to shower again. The vanities, and all of the fixtures went in on Saturday. We also got most of the flooring down, except for the section where the boards need to be a little longer after we remove part of the wall. Man, the nail gun was cool. It actually uses an explosion to force the punch forward, which pushes the nail to the desired depth. The size of the nails is small - you almost don’t notice them.

The first gun we got from Bunnings was broken - it didn’t reset the punch far enough back, so the next nail couldn’t be primed, ready to fire. After a few hours, we got a replacement, and a $20 voucher. And our money back, so we basically got paid to use the nail gun.

With the demise of my phone, I was virtually a lost soul. Luckily, Jason had just upgraded his phone, so I now have his old one, on a long term loan. It’s the same model as mine, but there is one notable difference. The vibrate feature is about three times as strong as my old phone. So now when I get a call, and the phone is in my pocket, I **really **know about it! It went off a couple of times on Wednesday night during parent teacher interviews, and it really tickled! Apologies if you called me during the time I was under a phone blackout if I haven’t called you back yet. I will, probably on Monday during the public holiday…Yay!