Jul 10th 2002, 00:50 GMT

I was just about to post to the GLUE board about broken RSS feeds when I noticed that there was anotehr XML graphic on (almost) every page. one for RSS .92 and one for RSS 1.0 – So that’s why my feeds broke – Gossip went and changed their URIs on me. 😛

Guess I should pay more attention to the changelog.

(edited for clarity)

Edited on Jul 10th 2002, 00:52 by Hooloovoo

proof-read, damnit proof-read. gah!

Edited on Jul 10th 2002, 00:55 by Hooloovoo

Jul 8th 2002, 17:02 GMT

I’ve got a wierd question: What color is your lint?

I live in a small apartment complex, with a single washer/dryer for the 6 units. When I started doing some laundry Sunday, I noticed the color of the lint in the lint trap for the dryer was a dark red. I thought about how that was an odd color for lint, since the lint for my laundry is usually varies between a medium and a light blue.

As I thought about it some more, I began to wonder about the nature of lint. Is the lint from my laundry the color it is because I tend to wear clothing that is blue, white, or black in color? If someone were to where more reds, or greens, or yellows, would the color of thier lint reflect this? That seems reasonable to me, since when I do a load of whites, the lint is lighter in color, but still has a blue hue to it.

So, I figured this would be a good place to get random sample for an impromptu survey: What color is your lint?

Jun 26th 2002, 19:14 GMT

Man, there are days when I wish I could openly bitch about where I work in my blogs. I’d love to share some of the rediculous crap I have the “privelege” of dealing with on a day-to-day basis.

Don’t get me wrong, I like my job- a lot- but there are those days that just get to me. Of course I guess that’d be true just about anywhere.

Guess I just have to wait ’til I get home, then I can rant and rave all I want, and not have to worry about something posted online coming back to bite me in the ass.

-Hool

Edited on Jun 26th 2002, 19:14 by Hooloovoo

Jun 10th 2002, 22:47 GMT

Suddenly it hits me

An old friend from High School is in town this week. Several of us that still keep in touch took the opportunity to have an impromptu get-together on Saturday. (Zhaneel, that would be why we didn’t make it to Gaskell’s – that and we forgot it was this past weekend.)

It was pretty cool to see Ed again. He’s a first year teacher at a small High School in Wisconsin, and he and his wife just bought a house. (I’m not even going to talk about that. Us west-coasters were quite jealous.)

Anyway, as we were hanging out in the living room of his parent’s house playing catch-up, exchanging palm apps (geeks, each and every one), and watching the Redwings, Hurricaines (3OT Oy!) — I had an epiphany: We were all adults. Married, or engaged (‘cept one couple – but I expect that to be changing soon…) some of us with babies, or expecting. Most out of school, and in our carreers.

Well duh – of course we are all adults. Have been for several years according to US law. But, I don’t usually think of myself as an adult. Adults are those people I work with, the people I pass on the street, or my parents, or my friend’s parents. I’m just me. Not an adult – not a kid – just me.

-Hool

Edited for some grammer and typographic errors.

Edited on Jun 13th 2002, 21:44 by Hooloovoo