Sunday, October 02, 2005 9:41 PM
When Inmagic instructions say "Reset IIS" remember that this means to restart the World Wide Web Publishing service, not to just use the command line or stop and restart IIS from the IIS console. This ensures that any changes to the dll or .cmx file are loaded. See: http://www.microsoft.com/technet/prodtechnol/WindowsServer2003/Library/IIS/95826e7a-bac4-4e1f-bcb6-c52d49c9d7f4.mspx
Sunday, October 02, 2005 7:04 PM
Due only to my own sense of decorum [ggggmmmffff-harf harf harf] I have elected to continue personal blogging on my personal site at peaeater.com, and stick to andornot-related topics here. No one made me do this, it just seems right.
Friday, September 30, 2005 10:30 AM
I don't know what it is about eggnog, but I could drink that stuff until I bloated into a round soggy bag jetting a constant exit stream out my nostrils. I was in the grocery store last night, and every year I forget that they produce eggnog for a limited time just before Thanksgiving, and I saw it, and I went crazy and executed savage judo chops all over the elderly woman standing near the display and she went down flailing her cane at me but I dived at those 1 litre cartons like I was scoring the winning behind in the aussie rules match against the Western Bulldogs, and gathered them into my arms and crashed into the yoghurt section wallowing in noggy goodness and they were mine all mine, and I embarrassed my wife, I think. But who cares what she thinks! And that old lady was asking for it, because everyone knows eggnog is a full-contact sport.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005 10:13 AM
I was driving this morning at an ungodly hour: tired, sleepy and also not very awake. I know some people think sunrise is a glorious trumpeting wonderment of an event and their heart skips tra-la within their chests in eagerness at meeting the challenges of a brand new day, whereas I would trade it all for a dirty blanket by the garbage can and my underpants stuffed with newspapers if it meant I could have another hour of sleep.
So anyway I'm driving through the fog, the fog being mostly stuck to the inside side of the windshield and nothing will make it go away, nothing, not the air on high, not the sleeve of my fleece, not my burning glare of irritation which I would have thought would act like a radioactive blowdryer, nothing, and suddenly, I find myself muttering about how come they only sell seedless watermelon nowadays, dammit.
It was clear that somebody else was using my brain while my attention was otherwise occupied in very important grumpywork. And not to its full potential, either. Some sort of... tinfoil hat might be in order. Or getting to bed earlier could be the right way to go. Or both. Just to cover all eventualities.
Monday, September 26, 2005 9:46 AM
Was kicking around a new look for my own website, peaeater.com, this weekend. I think I like it: new look maybe. It's kind of a break from the serious corporate looks I usually am working on. What would be perfect is a picture from East Sooke Park. I'll have to get out there with the camera before the weather breaks. And I was NOT hunched in front of the screen all weekend. Just a couple of hours. Maybe three. Okay, four. Shutup, I did so get outside. For hours. On a walk. It was very healthy.