I need new business card

I need a new business card: Internet Services Consultant for MacBroadcast, Inc.. Omaha's associaties at her new venture were a little clueless about what to do with a 500 megabyte log file which contained the web traffic on their servers for the past couple of months. The trouble was simple: it covered several months, it covered several different servers, and it was raw data.

I have to admit that ever since Mac people moved to the BSD platform, helping them find their way about the Unix world has been fun. Sometimes, though, it's a bit surprising to learn just how great the gap really is. The gentleman manning Omaha's NOC is competent and quite eager but he doesn't have fifteen years of experience at the Unix keyboard. That's why I'm their consultant.

To me, this problem has two answers. ( The first answer. Geeky. )

( The second answer. Heavy. )

And Bush accuses his foes of revisionist history!?

If you go to the Lincoln Memorial, you will be standing in a national park, the National Mall. There, once upon a time, you would have been privileged to watch an eight-minute video about The National Mall, including its use as a site for popular protests, including anti-war demonstrations at the height of Vietnam and the Millenium March for Gay and Lesbian Rights.

No longer. National Parks Director Donald Murphy has ordered that all references to the Millenium March be removed from the video. The same is true of Vietnam-era protests. Murphy's excuse is that the tape "gave viewers the impression that Lincoln would have approved of those issuse" (gay rights, anti-war). Maybe he would have. That's not the point.

In order to pad out the tape's voice-over run length, however, the video has been filled with shots of pro-Gulf War activists and a Promise Keepers rally, neither of which happened at the National Mall!

I want my country back. Don't make me come over there and take it.

Memes and Outrages

I'd believe this one:

Name: Thunder Cat
Secret Identity: Omaha Sternberg
Special Power: Somatic Stick
Transportation: Electric Bathtub
Weapon: Lightning Bolt
Costume: Leopard Skin Gauntlets
Sidekick: Igor
Nemesis: Cindy the Younger
Tragic Flaw: Fear of spiders
Favorite Food: Cheese

Except I know that she's not afraid of spiders.

( News! )

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Yeah, okay, I'll still buy friends music for Yule.

Dude, I was on fire!

I wrote three thousand words this afternoon. My wrists let me know that they were not happy with me when I was done, even though I was taking the mandated regular hourly breaks as I wrote. I wrote two thousand words and finally finished Wishing Well, my "Oh, this idea's only worth about 6,000 words and two scenes," only to wind up with seven sex scenes, ten interstices, and 38,000 words.

Yoiks.

Anyway, it's in the can, so to speak, ready for review in a while. So, having about twenty minutes left, I opened a blank file and proceeded to edit it. Here's a hint:

Sark snarled. One glance was all he needed to understand why Tron was so good on the game grid. He had all the code he needed, nothing to slow him down. His body was slim, muscular, without bloat, free of bad allocations. From behind, his back, butt, and legs glowed with purity. Sark looked at Tron's completness and knew he could never begin to emulate it.

Sark unzipped his own firewall. He took out his logic probe.

Yes, it's something I've wanted to write for a long time-- Tron slash! Because Harry Potter, Star Trek, Babylon 5, and Sailor Moon have all been done "until there is nothing left but a group of people beating at a vague stain on the ground and arguing about whether or not a horse once stood there." But I've never seen Tron slash, and by the gods the universe needs some.

If I ever finish it, I might get around to The Grand Jujubee, a piece of sickness inspired by being forced to play one too damned many games of Candyland.