196

The title 196 refers to the number of days this site and server remained up and accessible without interruption. Last night the streak ended, not because of a technical issue but for security concerns, and the downtime allowed for the application of a number of patches. The total outage was less than three hours. Not too shabby. Here’s to another 196 issue free days. 😉

Today was warehouse day, or as some in the industry say “book scouting”. In the heat of battle my nifty scanner, Treo, and price fetch application did very well. A few modifications are necessary to enhance usability, but at the end of the day – it works. Overall a good show for someone who hasn’t coded regularly for a quite some, I should think.

My goal for tomorrow: be funny and have fun.

WOOOHAH!

I crawled out from under the order landslide, taxes and coding for sixteen hours stretches just in time for the Wife to leave me. She bolted, bound for Connecticut with two strange men in a van stuffed with enough provisions for days. Never fear. This journey is husband approved. In fact, I was glad she went. Her destination – a leadership seminar, the two strange men – coworkers. Truly, I am a man of the Aughties.

Work on Velocity resumes after four days of non stop Buddhapuss Book business ( gasp ). After staring at code for a few days the road home to coherence is fraught with punctuation lesson. For instance, semi-colons are not substitutes for periods. A good rule I should think, and one I understand on an instinct level. But after pouring out a few thousand lines of code where all “statements” end in semi-colons, I caught myself writing this gem:

velocity.write( true );

Clearly things are returning to normal. A new short story will appear in the next 1-2 weeks, the exact date depends on sales.

Alll right, what the heck is going on?

Sorry about the lagging blog entries lately. Tax week is hectic enough, and this year it’s overloaded with activities: Buddhapuss Book orders, writing, coding an inventory management system, and doctor appointments ( stupid acid reflux ).

A normal update schedule shall resume shortly. Between now and Wednesday the 20th, I might miss a day.

Thanks to everyone for hanging in there and thanks for your patience in advance. I swear I’ll be funny again. Really.

Fish Chum

What is it about people with gobs of money that cheap out on, relative to their wealth at least, plastic surgery that just screams “I like fish chum”? Exhibit A – Micheal Douglas’s recent, ahem…let us say…a face lift gone horribly awry.

If one has the means and accepts the risks of general anesthesia, and the numerous caveats of elective surgery, settling for a doctor from the bargain bin directory seems foolish. Perhaps he’s no longer an A-list maven booking jobs every year, but he’s a notable public figure with a wife frequently in headlines. I’m not sure of his intentions or goals with this procedure, but I know he’s got more money than most in Hollywood and can afford any doctor he likes. Diandra Douglas, his ex-wife, allegedly received 100 million in their divorce settlement nearly a decade ago, and there’s no rumors about Michael shopping at Kmart. On a financial, professional, and some might argue, personal level – he’s a success – an object of envy.

Tis true, I lust for the thick locks he brandishes at age 60. I don’t, however, covet that scar down his cheek courtesy Dr. Frankenstein. When the wounds heal maybe he could go clubbing with Tara Reid.

Want more pics of awful plastic surgery? Check out the awful plastic surgery archives. Please be warned, several pictures on the site are NOT safe for work, so home browsing only!