Archive for September 2000

Thanks to everyone who's written

Thanks to everyone who's written with clock suggestions, I've gone with AboutTime, which is working perfectly. So now my clock is accurate, though I still don't understand why it can't be accurate all on its own. I've never had this problem wih any of my computers before. Oh well, I'm not worry about it, heck, it's a beautiful day outside, so I'm going to enjoy it. And not worry about silly things like computer clocks, or computers.

Woo hoo, new megnut feature:

Woo hoo, new megnut feature: I've added a SEARCH over on the left, it's pretty ugly right now, and, as you'll notice, lacking a proper label. But I wanted to launch this rather than fiddle with the layout and all that design-ey junk. I've had this ready for a while, and back-end testing's been holding up the launch. So what am I trying to say? I want you to try it out ASAP!

Here's the deal with it:
It's only searching my blog content, it's not a full-site search.

Why's that?
Because I'm not using Atomz, I'm using Blogger. Yes, Blogger.

How's it work?
I'm using our new XML interface to Blogger. I pass the query parameter wrapped in XML to Blogger, and Blogger returns an XML string containing all the matching posts. I'm parsing the XML on my server, and displaying the results to you. Nifty, no?

Does it work?
I hope so. I'd love to hear feedback from people. Was it slow? Was it accurate? Did you get an error? Would you like this functionality on your (Blogger) site?

Happy searching!

Search update: ya gotta have

Search update: ya gotta have cookies turned on. And if you don't, right now you'll get an error. I'll try to put in some more substantial error-checking this evening.

Thanks to everyone who's written

Thanks to everyone who's written with search testing results. I appreciate all the feedback, this is a great help. Among the reported errors: searches for the words "Buddha," "nightingale," and "subway" not returning results, eventhough there are posts containing these words, line wraps and paragraph breaks are missing, and commas break the search. Good to know, I'll see what I can do.

Though I'll rue this statement

Though I'll rue this statement shortly, I'll make it nonetheless: I've been taking the MUNI to work this week and I've been enjoying it. Being a conscientious citizen, I'm participating in Spare the Air this week and I'm leaving my car at home. (No, this doesn't have anything to do with the fact that my car's radiator problems have worsened and it now emits a strong burning smell whenever one operates it, for even short distances.)

Two things that I'd missed while driving to work: reading and walking. I always walk from Powell to the office, it takes about twenty minutes along 4th street, and I'd forgotten what a nice way it is to start the day. The sun shines, I gather my thoughts and stretch my limbs after a night's inactivity. I arrive at my desk invigorated, with my brain churning, rather than slothfully half awake after a drive in my car. And the reading, oh the reading, how much reading I get done on the MUNI! Yesterday I enjoyed the latest Wired, today I dove into A Passage to India, which has been lingering unread by my bed for a month.

I'm all chipper and cheery today. I was chipper and cheery yesterday. And it's been a long time since I've been so chipper and cheery at work.

Americans are continuing to find

Americans are continuing to find the Eminenya mix, "surprisingly pleasing." Or so says Access Magazine (scroll to the bottom of the page), one of those Sunday newspaper magazines that's made Eminenya the MP3 of the Week. Thanks to astute reader David Frazee for pointing this out!

Aha! The source of the

Aha! The source of the time problems is revealed: Windows Time Service. Windows 2000 is trying to keep my local clock in synch with the network domain controller's clock. Problem is, we're not bothering to keep that clock in synch with any external clock source, so it's almost ten minutes fast. Which explains why my machine kept speeding up, it was trying to be "on time."

One can set the time service to access an external clock, if one's network clocks are off, by typing the following at a command prompt: (substitute your favorite clock for the one I've used here, after the colon.)

net time /[pb rocks the house, boyee!]

On the Eminenya MP3:

On the Eminenya MP3:
Back in May I wrote a little something about combining Eminem and Enya's music. A dear reader made it happen. It's been written up all over the place, it's been receiving air play all over the place. It's funny and that's all there is to it.

On this site:
If you're visiting this site today because you saw the link in Access Magazine, Welcome! megnut is personal website. Please read the About page for more information.

On the women's gymnastics finals last night:
Matt talked about the incessant fault-finding by the commentators in gymnastics last month during the Olympic trials in Boston, and last night it reached absurd levels. The Russians lost the gold by .205 and as the camara zoomed in on the face of a dejected Svetlana Khorkina, one announcer said, "She lost it for Russia when she fell off the bars." While that may be true, it is unfair to place the blame on one woman.

The women's *team* final gold is awarded to the *team* with the highest score, based on the contributions of all the women. While it's true that Khorkina's fall from the bars was costly, so too were two other Russians' falls from the beam. Also costly were all the deductions for less-than-perfect body position and hops on landings. Each one of those women "lost it for Russia," or if you'd rather be nice about it, "won a silver medal for Russia." This continued obsession with being number one is disgusting. There are six Russian women who can look back on yesterday for the rest of their lives, and hopefully they will do so with pride rather than regret. Being an Olmpic medalist, having the honor to represent one's country, and being recognized as one of the best gymnasts in the world, if only for a sliver of time, is something to be treasured. Not callously demeaned by statements such as, "the Russians want gold or nothing at all."

On Chavo's Mexican Restaurant (4th and Bryant):
I don't want to go there anymore. Every time I go, I get rude treatment for ordering vegetarian tacos. First of all, if they offered their Tofu Ranchero every day, I'd get that, happily, and I wouldn't have these altercations with the mean man behind the counter. But they don't. I'm not crazy about flour tortillas. I *am* crazy about corn tortillas. So instead of ordering a vegetarian burrito (which Matt and jack order without any trouble what-so-ever), I order vegetarian tacos. This is not on their menu, though they do offer tacos a la carte, under which label I presume my vegetarian tacos fall. The mean man (MM) always feigns confusion when I order this. "What?" "Huh?" "Just beans and rice?" YES! I want to scream, YES! How can this be confusing? It's the same as a veggie burrito, but don't wrap it up, just place it on a corn tortilla!

Yesterday was the final straw. After I ordered, the woman with whom I spoke confirmed a vegetarian taco with the MM (in Spanish, but I understood, since I speak Spanish) and he turned to me and said, "Oh, that's a Made in the USA taco," as if to accuse me of making up Mexican food or something. Hello?! Since when did his restaurant turn into any sort of authentic Mexican eatery? I don't see mole poblano on the menu, or menudo, or huachinango a la veracruzana, or ceviche, or any of the traditional Mexican foods I enjoyed when I lived there. And what happened to the customer is always right? I guess Chavo's operates under some sort of "The customer is always right unless she wants something that's not on the menu and isn't considered authentic Mexican food by us." And from what I recall of Mexican culinary history, it was the Aztecs who were pummeling maize into round patties *before* the Spaniards arrived with flour to make those other tortillas anyway.

On TiVo:
Some people are so funny they win TiVo's. Some people are so lucky the winner gives them the TiVo! Woo hoo!

On envelope window standards: We've

On envelope window standards:
We've got standards all over the place, why don't we have standards for which side of the envelope the clear window goes on? Sometimes it's on the right, sometimes it's on the left. If it were always in the same place, companies (mine for instance) could order a whole slew of envelopes with windows all in the same place, with our return address pre-printed on it, even pre-stamped perhaps. And then the bills with their pre-printed address would line up perfectly in the windows. Instead of windows all willy-nilly all over the place.

Listening to Radiohead's Kid A for the first time

Today I'm treating myself: I'm listening to the new Radiohead album over at the BBC (it's only up until Friday). I'd been holding off until the album was released because I'm scared. I loved OK Computer so so much, probably more than almost any other album ever. And I don't want to be disappointed. I've been waiting so long for this new one, and I fear a let-down. But I couldn't resist when I saw Judith's link, it's just the thing to get me through the next, and final, hour here at work.

I've listened to Kid A

I've listened to Kid A many times over now, and I have to say: I am not disappointed. For the first time, I think, ever, a follow-up album isn't a let down. Running through albums I've loved, albums I've played over and over and over again, I can't recall a time I wasn't let down by the follow-up. Until now. I want to get in a fast car with a great stereo and drive on a long straight road, in the dark, in the middle of nowhere, maybe with mountains off in the distance, maybe through the dessert, with a sky full of stars, just listening and driving on and on and on. I don't even know to where, just on and on and on, with this album filling my ears.

Today is Fray Day. Will

Today is Fray Day. Will you be there to share your stories with me?

A whirlwind weekend of friends

A whirlwind weekend of friends and stories and beach walks with sunshine and stone-skipping, the Sunday Times in bed, sunset from a warm new house, summer's last days and sad goodbyes, a whirlwind weekend indeed.

A sucker for more domain names

Wowzers, I guess somewhere along the way, I forgot to uncheck a box at asking them not to send me email. And in a way, I'm glad I did. Today I received this email in my Inbox:

As a valued customer, is pleased to offer you a FREE, 1-year domain name registration of the domain names, and to express our appreciation of your business!

All I had to do was click on a link and bam! they were all mine. It was that easy. Of course, they're hoping to upsell me on all kinds of services, which I don't need. Come to think of it, I don't need all those domain names either. Oh well, I guess I'll just point them to for now.

Hearing authors read their works

Hearing authors read their works aloud is one of my favorite pleasures. Unfortunately, with so many of my favorite authors dead and buried, it's one in which I seldom indulge. A site like could help me with this problem, except the navigation on the site is poor and it's difficult to locate ones favorite authors. When I clicked on Poetry, I was given a big page full of recommended authors, and it wasn't until the bottom that I found a link to "click here for more authors in poetry," which lead me to an alphabetical listing by author. While I appreciate their effort to expose me to fresh new voices, I really just wanted to find Auden, to find out if I could hear him reading one of my favorite poems, Musee des Beaux Arts. Sadly, it's not one they offer.

Happy birthday to you, happy

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, you look like a monkey, and smell like one too.

Got any Irish blood in

Got any Irish blood in you? You can search for your genealogical roots at this Irish Geneology page. I'd hoped to turn up more on my family names of Hourihan and Moriarty, but I don't really have enough information to take full advantage. If you know your Irish ancestors names, you can search for birth and marriage records. Of course, it costs money, but isn't that cheaper than flying there? Meeting Tom this past weekend's got me all thinking about Ireland, in case you're wondering...

More links, to Auden (via

More links, to Auden (via Nick) at the W.H. Auden Society and to poetry (via Denise) at The Academy of American Poets. Get your fill of all things audenical and poetical at the sites, yummy yummy. I recommend this handy poem search if you're looking to send a special love poem to your web honey.

And because I'm thinking of

And because I'm thinking of poems, and poetry, and because it's autumn, and because I like to share the things I like with you, I offer this link: Keats' To Autumn. Enjoy this "[s]eason of mists and mellow fruitfulness" for we've only one month or so left, before the rains and snow drown us with winter, and all grows cold and dormant.

What's the word? Please help

What's the word? Please help me, I don't know. I really don't.

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