"I haven't any money," said the clown. "But I do have lots of plastic and digital numbers with many zeros after them and several bank accounts."

"I see," said the girl.
- posted by Katmak @ 12:54 PM

 
This past 4th of July the barbeque lasted about three hours. There were ribs in tangy sauce, smoked turkey legs browned on all sides, cut spicey sausage, and potato salads. Beer of many varieties was brought by a kindly neighbor; there was Coors, Budweiser, Miller Genuine Draft, and Hustlers just to name a few. Shasta was also brought by the same kindly neighbor for those who preferred other than beer and, of course, for the kiddies.

Mary laid out the table with relish, pickles, ketchup, and mustard. She also put out plates, cups, and other plastic-ware as well as a tablecloth under everything.
- posted by Katmak @ 12:37 PM

 

Telephone Post
- posted by Katmak @ 8:19 PM

 
post.
- posted by Katmak @ 2:44 PM

 
Here's Where The Story Ends Lyrics
By: The Sundays

people I know places I go
make me feel tongue tied
I can see how people look down
they're on the inside

here's where the story ends

people I see, weary of me
showing my good side
I can see how people look down
I'm on the outside

here's where the story ends
ooh here's where the story ends

it's that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes my eyes feel sore
oh I never should have said the books that you read
were all I loved you for
it's that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes me wonder why
& it's the memories of the shed that make me turn red
surprise surprise surprise

crazy I know, places I go
make me feel so tired
I can see how people look down
I'm on the outside

oh here's where the story ends
ooh here's where the story ends

it's that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes my eyes feel sore
& who ever would've thought the books that you brought
were all I loved you
for
oh the devil in me said go down to the shed
I know where I belong
but the only thing I ever really wanted to say
was wrong, was wrong, was wrong

it's that little souvenir of a colorful year
which makes me smile inside
so I cynically, cynically say the world is that way
surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise

here's where the story ends
ooh here's where the story ends

- posted by Katmak @ 7:30 PM

 
Have You Gotten Your Alien Abduction Insurance Yet?
From "News of the Weird."

The London insurance brokerage Goodfellow Rebecca Ingrams Pearson announced in August it would begin to offer policies to cover people worried about alien abduction. A premium of about $155 a year would pay off about $160,000 to an abductee (provided the abductor was not from Earth) and double that if the insured is impregnated during the abduction. Since alien powers are unknown, men can purchase the impregnation rider, also. Said Goodfellow director Simon Burgess, "I personally would not buy [this] policy." [Seattle Times-Reuters, 8-25-96]


- posted by Katmak @ 3:05 AM

 
I have started down the path of FreeBSD from which I shall never return. Whether you know the labor of love I speak of or not, I should say no more.
- posted by Katmak @ 11:02 PM

 
I wonder if my blog will get pulled for speaking out against The New Big Brother.

From Daniel Brandt:
"There has been almost no interest in establishing search engines that specialize in public-sector websites. Where is the Library of Congress? Where are the millions of dollars doled out by the Ford Foundation? How about the United Nations? Why can't some enlightened European entity pick up the slack? Everyone is asleep, while the Internet is getting spammed to death."
- posted by Katmak @ 7:30 AM

 
What if a foreign company or power acquired Google?

That possibility may seem remote today. But, consider that the founders of Google once said at one time that they didn't want to go public because they didn't want people who looked out for the short term running the company. Now Google is expected to announce an IPO in July. What's to stop a foreign power from acquiring Google in say, 20 years? Remember, not only does that cookie not run out until 2038 (see further down), but Google never throws anything away -- including your email.
- posted by Katmak @ 7:12 AM

 
hmmm...
- posted by Katmak @ 3:49 AM

 
Always delete your Google cookie before and after!

For those affected by Google-paranoia, check out the above site. Looks like Google got me already.
- posted by Katmak @ 3:47 AM

 
Privacy is essential to intellectual creativity. The right to privacy is supposed to be a pillar of the U.S. social structure. Google is out of touch.
- posted by Katmak @ 3:20 AM

 
Google mail is evil - privacy advocates

This is interesting. And something to consider seriously.

"While Google brags that no humans will read your emails, the entire Gmail program will involve extensive automated profiling of you as an individual. Google will be sharing the non-identifiable portions of your profile with anyone they choose. If the ownership of Google changes, or there is a merger, the entire personally-identifiable profile will be available to the new owners or partners."

"But asked if Google planned to link Gmail users to their Web search queries, Page replied:

"It might be really useful for us to know that information. I'd hate to rule anything like that out."

Google's Gmail privacy policy points out that your email will be retained even after you close your account."

Perhaps I will hold off on getting a Gmail account if it ever becomes available. The cookie Google sends to you everytime you use Google identifies your ip address to them and any other relevant data it can gleen. Also recorded are words you search for. Are the websites you click on recorded as well?

"Google's cookie is an index for all your searches until 2038, and sits alongside an Orkut cookie that tells Google - or friendly law enforcement officials or marketeers - exactly who you are."

Gmail reportedly will not erase mail from their own internal servers even after you've deleted the mail from your own account.


- posted by Katmak @ 3:17 AM