Since August, 2001. Surely it can’t last…
Friday, November 28, 2003 ↓
Or at least, Los Angeles County has, as evidenced by this article from BBC News:
Technology firms supplying Los Angeles County with hardware have been asked to avoid using the words “master” and “slave” to describe their products.
The request follows a complaint by one LA County employee who considered the description offensive.
Suupliers of equipment to the county are now being asked to make sure is isn’t labelled in a way that could be interpreted as offensive or discriminatory.
Thursday, November 27, 2003 ↓
When I walk up the corridor outside my office, the rubber soles of my shoes squeak on the flooring. When I walk back down in the other direction, they don’t.
Wednesday, November 26, 2003 ↓
The old saying, “Good artists borrow; great artists steal” (and variations of it) has been attributed to everyone from Picasso to TS Eliot. So, borrowing from the example of Mark Pilgrim, who borrowed from Michael Barrish, here’s my own hire me page, with elaborations.
As for that “Will work for food” thing, I prefer food vouchers. The kind that have Pounds Sterling or Kronor splashed all over them.
It’s true, and recently I learned something in the “small but useful” category from a reader in Belgium — so I wrote a few notes about it.
Tuesday, November 25, 2003 ↓
Some time ago, I wrote an article about a simple method to protect yourself against evil spambots harvesting your e-mail address from your web site. I thought after a couple of years experience, the time was right to update the article with a note about how effective the method has proved to be.
In reference to the two little girls he is charged with killing, Ian Huntley admits:
- Holly and Jessica went into his home at 5 College Close shortly after 1830 BST on Sunday 4 August.
- Jessica’s mobile was switched off at 1846 BST.
- Holly and Jessica died in 5 College Close on Sunday 4 August.
- The only other person present in the house was Ian Huntley.
- Ian Huntley removed the dead bodies and transferred them in his Ford Fiesta to the place they were found.
When the defence presents its case, I’ll be fascinated to hear his explanation of how two healthy young kids just simultaneously keeled over and died in his house, and why rather than dialling 999 he felt compelled to take their bodies away to a secluded spot and bury them.
Amongst the tweaks I’m making to this site is to set Bitstream Vera Sans in the style sheets as the preferred typeface for body text. You can download Vera from the free fonts page.
I’m also defining fonts in relative sizes rather than fixed pixel sizes as I did in the past. This is better for accessibility generally, and also lets Internet Explorer users change the text size on the page. Unlike some other arguably better browsers (Mozilla, Opera, Safari), IE can’t scale text that has been set in pixels in the style sheets.
During my “residency” here in Gothenburg, I’ve become aware of a Swedish novel by Mikael Niemi that has been selling by the truckload. I’ve been meaning to track down a copy, but that became another thing on my long and almost forgotten To Do list. I was reminded by a quote from the book, Popular Music from Vittula, on the lovely Dearbhaile’s site:
Grandad maintained tetchily that electricity was the most ridiculous invention ever to come from southern Sweden, it pampered and spoiled man and beast alike, decreased the mass of muscle in working men and women as well, reduced your tolerance of the cold, spoiled people’s night eyes, ruined the hearing of teenagers and made them incapable of eating rotten food, and was well on the way to eradicating the endurance and patience that were virtues of the Tornedalen people, since everything was done nowadays at breakneck speed by engines. Before long sexual intercourse would be replaced by electricity as it was a strenuous exercise and a sweaty one as well, and that kind of thing was regarded as old-fashioned now, as we all know.
That’s a wonderful sketch, conveying at the same time the distrust of the elderly for anything new-fangled, and the disdain of the northerner for the south of Sweden — from whence cometh all things evil or stupid.
Monday, November 24, 2003 ↓
While I’ve been neglecting this place, it seems that Vicky has abandoned her old digs and embraced her passion for high-rise buildings with her new home.
Her “Roots” project seems to have got lost in the move, hopefully only temporarily — it was a nice idea.
There might be a little weirdness around here for a while, because I’ve started a project to tidy up the code and refine the style sheets on the site. Browsers have moved on since I first built this site, and so have I — I know more now than I did then, and there are better ways to do things. I resisted the temptation to launch into a total redesign, because
- I’m not completely bored with this design yet;
- it’s an interesting challenge to see how clean I can make the code and style sheets, as well as putting some long overdue accessibility improvements in place.
This all falls into line with one of my original uses for this site, to experiment and try out new techniques.
This is a work in progress, and will be filtering progressively down the sections of the site. The entire Ways section (such as it is) and some ancillary pages (like the contact form) have already been through the wringer. So has this page. Outwardly, it may not look much different, but that was the objective. Underneath, amongst other things
- decorative images like those in the header are now pulled in as background images with CSS, and so disappear to be replaced with text in browsers that don’t support CSS well;
- accessibility features have been added that are explained on the new accessibility statement.
If you’re curious, you can see this page without style sheets — just plain, semantic HTML.
No, this entry won’t be as poetic as Yeats, but yes, I’ve been a long time quiet.
The overarching reason has been lack of time and energy. Previous visitors might know that I spent a few years commuting weekly between Scotland and Sweden. This year, I gave up the fight — and to all intents and purposes, I moved to Gothenburg. Not forever, but for an indeterminate time.
Trying to keep on top of jobs for clients back in the UK, while working almost full time on a project here, has been pretty draining. I’ve found little opportunity even to think about maintaining my personal site.
But I’m getting back on top of things. The break has done me good, and allowed me to think about what I’m doing with this space. I know I’ve never really begun to do the things I wanted to do with this site, and trying to make reasonably frequent blog postings probably got in the way. So I’ve decided not to feel bad about posting less often, and to be more selective in what I blog. Meanwhile, I’ll try to cultivate the barren fields that are the other sections of this site, in the hope that the fruits will appeal to somebody.
Older material is stashed away under Replays.