So long, Liam

Good Luck.

Oh, wicked Sluggo

Sometimes when I defragment Sluggo's hard drive, it improves the performance. This time it seems to have had the opposite effect. The little bugger has been quite cranky all day. I never want to see blue screen blue again. But I know I will. Oh, Sluggo, why don't you just kill me now, and get it over with? I know you want to. You know you want to. (Vile heap of e-junk.)

What Painting Am I?

OK, so I took the art test (no link- you'll find it all over the place) and was told that I am Dali's "The Persistence of Memory"- you know, the one with the melting watches. It would be nice to have a little thumbnail of the painting here, but I can't get copy and paste to work on this computer and I have no intention of typing out all that HTML. So you'll just have to imagine it sitting here looking all surrealist and everything.

But I think the test was wrong, in any case. If I were a painting it would, of course, be Gustave Caillebotte's "Young Man Looking From His Balcony" (at least I think that was the title- damned thing has disappeared from the web, as a lot of other stuff has lately.) Anyway, that is the painting right over there next to this entry, because I use it as my default user icon. No melting watches, just a guy watching a street in Paris in the late 19th century. Much more appropriate to my sensibility, I think.

Update

Not all copies of my icon (and it is Window, not Balcony, have not been taken from the web, after all. The big copy at Webshots is gone, but an even larger file still exists at Splorg in Berkeley. I don't know for how much longer, though.

Splorg.org, by the way, is an interesting web site. All sorts of odd stuff; most of it, I think, posted by UC Berkeley students.

And now, today's weather report.

Welcome back, sun- even if only for a couple of hours. It was nice to see the light glistening on our wet streets, turning the mundane pavement to a burnished path leading to wonders. The refreshed trees were filled with grateful birds, and the squirrels had a chance to dry off. But the cleared sky means there will be a cold, cold night. More tea, more tea!

Oh, Dear!

The ideal Christmas gift for that obnoxious guy you seldom see, but who spends a lot of time with people you would like to annoy by proxy.

GO LOOK!

edbook has just posted eight new pictures. My favorite (and it was hard to choose, they're all so good,) is this beautiful snowscape with lone fox.