Radiogurl a la Carte

Wednesday, Feb. 14, 2007
Hearts and Lawsuits

Happy Valentine's Day. I am assuming it's there for all my buddies except the handful in California, and it's close enough that I'm figuring those will forgive me.

It's been a looooooong day at this end of the planet. I've got to go back tomorrow for the follow-up interview for the job I don't want. Then I have to decide if I want to be locked in for six months or so while we are working out other arrangements for MC. I would love to pack it out to Tucson or the Phoenix metro area, but at this point, it ain't happening.

MC and I did cleaning duty this morning. He vacuumed and did laundry and I dusted and did part of the mopping. He mopped the rest while I've been working on umpteen additional projects. I created some lovely business cards for myself. I like them mucho. Unfortunately for me, my printer and the self-print business cards are at odds with one another when it comes to the spacing, ergo I wasted about four sheets before saying, "Fuggedaboudit!" and choosing a more girly but cleaner-printing design.

Oh well.

We went to Nellie Cashman's for lunch today. I realistically couldn't afford the trip but we had to go do some photos. Far as I've been able to tell so far, no ghosties made any appearances except by way of personal recollections. That's fine; we're about taking pictures of the buildings, not of the ghosts that supposedly haunt them.

I told PITA client that as of March 1, he needs to get himself another web person because I am done, finis, and so on. I am so fed up it's beyond the range of fed up and well on my way to homicidal, at least when it comes to this asshole.

The stupid part is that when I throw crap like that back at him, he doesn't so much as blink. That's when he becomes civil. I guess the secret is knowing he's a @#% masochist, and not even a very good one at that. Doesn't matter. I still told him to take his ass for a long hike and don't come back. I don't care HOW broke we are, I will not sign on for a project for him again, even if I have the time. Never never never.

Other than that, we accomplished a fair amount today; we got the pictures taken, got a lot of cleaning done, got the wherewith to make up new business cards, etc. And MC found more computer books for a song, since all he's got is two bookcases full or so. Too bad we only have one bookcase, and that belongs to Rosietoes.

Tomorrow I need to make up another page like this one, only for other locations. (That link takes you to a page with some of our latest photos, by the way.) I think our partner in crime didn't have a lot of expectations when it came to our photographic abilities. When she saw that page, I get the distinct sense that her jaw dropped, and while there were obviously some nice shots there, none of them are what I'd consider spectacular.

Anybody besides me read the article on the lawsuit against Google? A European court says Google is breaking copyright laws by linking to European newspapers.

Now I can see the copyright issues inherent to another lawsuit against Google, one filed by authors and publishers of books that were scanned into Google Library. But the newspaper claims really are pretty bogus. Google is appealing the decision, and I figure one of two things will happen. Either the papers will get dropped and fall off the map because nobody will be able to find them, or the higher court will reverse the ruling. It's not really about copyright infringement. It's about money, as in the newspapers want to be paid for the links.

Which, when you think about it, would pretty much mean the end to search engines, or at least would eliminate anything except the mega-monster ones like Google and Yahoo. (Yahoo wasn't specifically named in the suit but it's next, apparently.) Now the issue of scanning in books is something else altogether, but I'm talking search engines for the moment.

If I were Google, I'd seriously walk away and tell the newspaper coalition, "Fine. We'll be happy to dump all links to your newspapers. Given that print newspapers are dropping like Anna Nicole Smith, don't let the door hit you in the butt on your way to bankruptcy!"

Yeah, tacky, I know. It's just one of those totally smartass days for me. Too much caffeine and too many PITA phone calls from PITA client who got locked out of his site because he can't keep track of his ONE password. (Our hosting service has a three strikes you're out program when it comes to passwords. It's supposed to help guard against hackers. It obviously also guards against rampant stupidity, though it can't go so far as to change it.)

Well, I guess I'd better wrap this up and call it a night. I hope everyone has a wonderful, snuggly Valentine's Day with the one you love!

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )