I finally found the time to move my daughter's pictures to a new server. Hopefully, they'll stay up this time.
Can you guys maybe let me know if they don't?
Thanks.
P.S. No, I won't pledge to treat this blog better than I have been doing. It's a blog! Get over it.
Thursday, November 6, 2003
I have been looking for my pictures, which mysteriously disappeared from this blog last weekend. Thank you to all of you who wrote to tell me that they were missing. The culprit has been found: My web host!
It turns out that when I try to access any of my pictures, I get this nice comment from the server: "The page you are attempting to access has been removed because it violated the Term (sic) of Service." And what, you might ask, was the violation? Well... you're not going to believe this: By posting pictures of my baby daughter, I have been exploiting her, and the web host will have none of it!
Under the heading "Prohibited Conduct", in the Terms of Service in question, it says, in part: "You agree that you will not use [...] Products and Services to [...] Upload [...] any Content that exploits the images of children under 18 years of age, or that discloses personally identifying information belonging to children under 18 years of age."
Living in America!
It turns out that when I try to access any of my pictures, I get this nice comment from the server: "The page you are attempting to access has been removed because it violated the Term (sic) of Service." And what, you might ask, was the violation? Well... you're not going to believe this: By posting pictures of my baby daughter, I have been exploiting her, and the web host will have none of it!
Under the heading "Prohibited Conduct", in the Terms of Service in question, it says, in part: "You agree that you will not use [...] Products and Services to [...] Upload [...] any Content that exploits the images of children under 18 years of age, or that discloses personally identifying information belonging to children under 18 years of age."
Living in America!
Thursday, October 30, 2003
It's becoming a tradition to post pictures of my daughter here.
This is what whe looks like to me when we're out driving together. She invariably falls asleep as soon as I start driving. Just can't seem to keep awake. So I'll watch her in the rear-view mirror.
Since she is facing backwards, I have another mirror between the headrests in the back. Don't ask me why it is surrounded with this strange blue/white elastic band. It just seems like people that design stuff for kids are crazy. And completely tasteless. This was the most subdued rear-rear-view mirror that I could find.
Sheez!
This is what whe looks like to me when we're out driving together. She invariably falls asleep as soon as I start driving. Just can't seem to keep awake. So I'll watch her in the rear-view mirror.
Since she is facing backwards, I have another mirror between the headrests in the back. Don't ask me why it is surrounded with this strange blue/white elastic band. It just seems like people that design stuff for kids are crazy. And completely tasteless. This was the most subdued rear-rear-view mirror that I could find.
Sheez!
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
I got a cold sore.
Right after the flu. I used to get them every other month or so, but I haven't had one in almost four years. They used to come when I had had little sleep, was malnurished, and had been exposed to big changes in heat, i.e. strong sunlight or frost. This time around, only the intermittent sleep applies, although I think the flu probably did manage to weaken me.
I used to use Zovir, a lip paste of sorts, but this time I was told that it requires a prescription. So I tried a different one, called Abreva, made by Glaxo Smith Kline. That sounds like the name of a law firm. And it might just as well be. Who else would sell you a tube of paste, the size of a paperclip, that holds only a few drops, and costs more than 17 dollars? Has to be lawyers.
Anyway. This stuff doesn't fight the cold sore. At all. It isn't designed for that. It merely helps it heal quicker, once your lip has become a bleeding wound. Which is perfectly understandable. After all, you wouldn't want to kill off the source of the problem, the impetus for people to go out and buy your stuff, now would you?
Of course not.
Right after the flu. I used to get them every other month or so, but I haven't had one in almost four years. They used to come when I had had little sleep, was malnurished, and had been exposed to big changes in heat, i.e. strong sunlight or frost. This time around, only the intermittent sleep applies, although I think the flu probably did manage to weaken me.
I used to use Zovir, a lip paste of sorts, but this time I was told that it requires a prescription. So I tried a different one, called Abreva, made by Glaxo Smith Kline. That sounds like the name of a law firm. And it might just as well be. Who else would sell you a tube of paste, the size of a paperclip, that holds only a few drops, and costs more than 17 dollars? Has to be lawyers.
Anyway. This stuff doesn't fight the cold sore. At all. It isn't designed for that. It merely helps it heal quicker, once your lip has become a bleeding wound. Which is perfectly understandable. After all, you wouldn't want to kill off the source of the problem, the impetus for people to go out and buy your stuff, now would you?
Of course not.
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
I have become completely, utterly hooked on fifties' and sixties' music. And I mean not the run of the mill pop music of that era. No, I mean lounge music, even elevator music, of the period.
It all began with iN FLiGHT entertainment, a cd that a friend of mine loaned me a while back. I listened to it non-stop for weeks, before moving on too Further In Flight Entertainment.
And now, I've just seen Down With Love.
And I'm hooked, I tell ya. Hooked!
It all began with iN FLiGHT entertainment, a cd that a friend of mine loaned me a while back. I listened to it non-stop for weeks, before moving on too Further In Flight Entertainment.
And now, I've just seen Down With Love.
And I'm hooked, I tell ya. Hooked!
Saturday, October 25, 2003
Jeez, this blog is sick.
Kind of like I have been. For the last week or so. Caught a flu. For the first time in years. I had forgotten how miserable it is to just lay in bed. Sick.
I seem to be finally shaking it off, though. Just as good, since I'm going to church tomorrow morning. To hear Mozart's Requiem. That will be my final touch of healing. There is something about that piece which is thoroughly invigorating.
Probably has something to do with that holy ghost thing. Which reminds me! We carved out pumpkins today. With a bunch of friends. Boy, that was fun. Here are the results: My wife's spider on the left, and my self-portrait on the right.
Boo!
Kind of like I have been. For the last week or so. Caught a flu. For the first time in years. I had forgotten how miserable it is to just lay in bed. Sick.
I seem to be finally shaking it off, though. Just as good, since I'm going to church tomorrow morning. To hear Mozart's Requiem. That will be my final touch of healing. There is something about that piece which is thoroughly invigorating.
Probably has something to do with that holy ghost thing. Which reminds me! We carved out pumpkins today. With a bunch of friends. Boy, that was fun. Here are the results: My wife's spider on the left, and my self-portrait on the right.
Boo!
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