Kids growing up
“Hey, look. There’s Santa over in front of the store. You wanna get your picture taken with him?”
“Nah.”
“Why not?”
“That’s not Santa, that’s just some guy in a suit.”
Misc
Stuff that doesn’t quite fit anywhere else.
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www.legendmud.org/raph is gone
Or rather, it now redirects to here. A bit of an end of an era.
Right now, most of the buried internal links will return a 404, but if you put in .shtml instead of .html for the URL, you’ll end up on the version on this site. Over time, we’ll be fixing those too, and then all the jillions of citations for the Laws and whatnot will just redirect quietly to here.
It’s actually a decent moment to stop and reflect on this website and its history.
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Open thread #2
I’m off to have dinner with the family and Cory Doctorow. In honor of that occasion and the fact that I won’t be writing any lengthy essays tonight, here’s an open thread.
Alan sanded the house on Wales Avenue. It took six months, and the whole time it was the smell of the sawdust, ancient and sweet, and the reek of chemical stripper and the damp smell of rusting steel wool.
Alan took possession of the house on January 1, and paid for it in full by means of an e-gold transfer. He had to do a fair bit of hand-holding with the realtor to get her set up and running on e-gold, but he loved to do that sort of thing, loved to sit at the elbow of a novitiate and guide her through the clicks and taps and forms. He loved to break off for impromptu lectures on the underlying principles of the transaction, and so he treated the poor realtor lady to a dozen addresses on the nature of international currency markets, the value of precious metal as a kind of financial lingua franca to which any currency could be converted, the poetry of vault shelves in a hundred banks around the world piled with the heaviest of metals, glinting dully in the fluorescent tube lighting, tended by gnomish bankers who spoke a hundred languages but communicated with one another by means of this universal tongue of weights and measures and purity.
–opening paragraphs of Someone Comes to Town, Someone Leaves Town
Post & comment on whatever ya want!
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Where is everybody?
Here’s this nifty tool. If you fill it in, we can see where everyone is who reads the blog. Gotta love those Google Maps hacks…!
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The “open big” curve
The Intelliseek’s BlogPulse Newswire has a great example of that “open big” adoption curve from the last post, in real-world data.
Sadly, it’s for references to New Orleans in the blogosphere.