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all the president's apes

All the President's Apes

(left arrow) Tuesday, January 2, 2001 (right arrow)

 

12:27 a.m. I admit it -- I've got nothing. Nothing nothing nothing at all. I've been sitting here all day, sifting through info and still -- nothing.

Today had that nasty tinge of Monday-ness to itself, and I cringed every time something rang: phone, email, door, microwave. A lot of people have vacation hangovers and it shows. Tomorrow will be as sweet and mellow as today was hard and cross. Just watch.

I've always noticed that the nicer people wait until Monday or its equivalent is over before they check in and say hello or ask a favor. They are the Tuesday people and they are self-confident and accomplished. The Monday people, on the other hand, are officious and insecure and they spend their Mondays shifting the hot potatoes of blame.

Nonetheless, the day is over.

If I ever manage to get an ebookstore up and running, it will be a combination of luck and miracles. I'm having a terrible time trying to sort out the differences between banks and merchants and ISPs and all the other thousand or so entities that like to hide their fees inbetween mushy explanations down at the bottom of long, un-Mac-friendly pages.

I can safely say today that business sites are ruining the web. They take forever to load, their fancy Javastuff doesn't always work, and much of the time the important text is cluttered, pale, or unreadable. Why, oh why do business sites believe that all the information in their coffers must be squeezed into three tab-infested columns on the front page?

Oh, but I complain. That's not very pleasant. How about an explanation for that photo? Well, in keeping with the emerging science-fiction theme for this month ... no ... that's not going to fly ... actually, I came across it on the web about a month or so ago and I totally thought it was (is) real. But as I stare at it now, I have to admit that it looks less and less real and more and more Photoshoplifted.

Yes, I am that naive. I thought maybe George was a big fan of the movie and with his connections, it's possible he sat in for a photo-op. But he probably never wore a shirt like that, or a bracelet ...

The first day back to work is always a little bumpy.

 

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