The Boston Diaries

The ongoing saga of a programmer who doesn't live in Boston, nor does he even like Boston, but yet named his weblog/journal “The Boston Diaries.”

Go figure.

Sunday, Debtember 12, 1999

First the Headless Horseman …

I'm driving to dinner and in the lane next to me slightly ahead a see a person driving a motocycle without arms. Most surprising until I realize it's all an illusion, helped by the angle and lighting (it was night time, and we're all driving by the orange glow of streetlamps).


And then a long digression about hypertext

I'm still thinking about how I want to organize all this, as well as how to reference everything. One idea for the URL space I came up with is

http://boston.conman.org/log/1999.12.12

would retrieve all the (currently written) parts for that day. To reference a particular part, then:

http://boston.conman.org/log/1999.12.12.2

would only retrieve that part (in this case, what you are reading right now). By that logic (and following the logic used by my Electric King James and by now I'm sure your tired of hearing about it) then:

http://boston.conman.org/log/1999.12

would retrieve the entire month of December, 1999. Most weblogs/journals though, would react differently; something like (using what I have so far, excluding today):

November, 1999 December, 1999 January, 2000
4th
Saturday
Sailing the Corporate Seas 5th
Sunday
“How much for just the student?”
6th
Monday
It's just a question of focus
SimplyPorn
7th
Tuesday
A Real Conspriacy?
A sound legacy
8th
Wednesday
Fastest Proprietary 80x86 Based Operating System
Exclusion
9th
Thursday
“The politics are so fierce precisely because the stakes are so low.”
Surreal upgrades
I'd hate to think what it would do on a corrupted system.
Inbloodysane
10th
Friday
A License to License
Hypertext, weblogs and journals
“I can crack this! Or rather, fix it!”
Convolution
“Do not fold, spindle or mutilate …”
The other WEB
11th
Saturday
Mapping the Corporate Sea
Reorg
Shut up, Mark
2b|~2b

(Whew! Did that by hand) But this breaks what I did for the Bible. If you request Genesis, you get the entire book, not:

Genesis

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
.
.
.

and so on. You get that at some of the other online Bibles, which is what I wanted to avoid. But in retrieving the entire month, you'll get a large document (so far, it's 38,196 bytes for the entries from the 4th to the 11th).

But I'm leaning towards doing that. If you want it, you'll get it.

Update on Sunday, August 25th, 2002

Originally, I had intended the archive section to appear under something like:

http://boston.conman.org/log/

But I never did it that way; yet the links in this entry were originally written with that in mind, and the various web robots where sending requests for the pages, which didn't exist (of course).

So I fixed the links themselves in this entry.


Picture Perfect Biererzählungen … almost

Mark came back from Munich late last night so his girlfriend Shirley, our friend Kelly, and I got together today to welcome him back and hear stories about liter-sized glasses of beer he consumed while in Beerland.

Mark had taken pictures in Munich using his new digital camera from Sony. This one saves the images on 3.5" disks but he was having problems reading them on his home system (there appears to be a memory leak in the Linux floppy driver under certain circumstances—in any case, a few of his disks appeared to be corrupted).

So we then stopped off at Kelly's house (being closer to where we met) to see if we could read in the disks. We popped the disk into a Windows box and sure enough, one of the disks seemed to be corrupted about halfway in.

“Are you sure those X-ray machines at the airports don't cause problems?” Mark would ask.

“I've never had a problem,” Kelly would say.

“Neither have I,” I would say.

It appears that Mark did though. And most of the disks seemed to be corrupted. Kelly went so far as to use his digital camera (also from Sony) to copy each image one at a time to another floppy, which turned into a time consuming process that wasn't finished because the batteries ran out on his camera, and there is no way to get power to the camera except for the batteries (both sets were at that point being recharged).


Time Dialation

In checking over today's entries, I just noticed that I mention going to dinner, then a long digression about hypertext, then listening to Mark's Biererzählungen and attempting to retrieve digital photos from some disks, you might get the impression that the order of narrative is out of order.

But it isn't.

Each section is presented in order (more or less, sometimes I'll be writing two sections at once) that I write them during the day.

And the part about dinner was written almost 20 hours ago.

You see my schedule is rather off … I'm a night owl by nature. So my “day” often wraps around the official definition of a “day” so if you see any of these odd passages of time like this, that's why.

Obligatory Picture

[It's the most wonderful time of the year!]

Obligatory Links

Obligatory Miscellaneous

You have my permission to link freely to any entry here. Go ahead, I won't bite. I promise.

The dates are the permanent links to that day's entries (or entry, if there is only one entry). The titles are the permanent links to that entry only. The format for the links are simple: Start with the base link for this site: http://boston.conman.org/, then add the date you are interested in, say 2000/08/01, so that would make the final URL:

http://boston.conman.org/2000/08/01

You can also specify the entire month by leaving off the day portion. You can even select an arbitrary portion of time.

You may also note subtle shading of the links and that's intentional: the “closer” the link is (relative to the page) the “brighter” it appears. It's an experiment in using color shading to denote the distance a link is from here. If you don't notice it, don't worry; it's not all that important.

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