June 2005


Bono’s talking to Sam Shepard on Fox News. Someone needs to tell Bono he’s off the reservation. “I’d like larger numbers, but the policy is bang on.”

The proposed development, called “The Lost Liberty Hotel” will feature the “Just Desserts Café” and include a museum, open to the public, featuring a permanent exhibit on the loss of freedom in America. Instead of a Gideon’s Bible each guest will receive a free copy of Ayn Rand’s novel “Atlas Shrugged.”

Sweet!

http://www.freestarmedia.com/hotellostliberty1.html

Well, I think [President Bush has] done an incredible job, his administration, on AIDS. And 250,000 Africans are on antiviral drugs. They literally owe their lives to America. In one year that’s being done. … Yes, there’s a lot of pressure on President Bush. If he, though, in his second term, is as bold in his commitments to Africa as he was in the first term, he indeed deserves a place in history in turning the fate of that continent around. – Bono, 6/26/05, Meet the Press

http://msnbc.msn.com/id/8332675/

I can’t remember the last time a computer problem left me feeling this sick.

I’ve been using Microsoft OneNote 2003. The idea is that I would retire all of the paper notebooks that I use in favor of one digital one. Sounds good in theory.

OneNote is a cool program, optimized for notetaking, especially using digital ink on a tablet PC.

Tonight I had a crash. The component file containing my daily notes for my factory client somehow got corrupted.

The good news is that I only lost three days of notes; Friday, Sunday, and today. The bad news is that Friday and today represented a lot of notes, including work I did while on site and requirements for significant work I need to do on the financial system and for one of the sales departments. Oh, and billing information; on- and offsite times for Friday and today. The billing information I can more-or-less reconstruct, in the client’s favor, of course; lost revenue there, so what? The notes relating to work I did on the three days don’t really matter; the client trusts me to provide honest value for my billings without my providing a synopsis with my invoice. FWIW, the work-done notes are for me. Sure, I’ll miss ’em; ultimately inconsequential, though.

The to-do notes… I’m hosed. Absolutely hosed. They represent two or three hours of sitting with various people, gathering requirements. There is no way to fully reconstruct them without sitting down with the stakeholders again.

Of course, I’ve been up and down the Microsoft support site and tried everything I can find without success. I guess tomorrow I’ll actually call the paid support line in hopes that they can get me going. My partner status may get me a support call for free; let’s hope so, though I’d gladly pay quite a bit for this file back, intact. I don’t have much faith that paid support will really help, though; the knowledge base articles listed three solutions to my problem and none of them worked.

I guess if I’m going to try to stay with OneNote rather than paper I’m going to need to work out daily backup procedures for this application… Not sure that’s enough, though; I’d still have lost today’s notes.

It’s been at least a decade since I’ve personally experienced an issue with this much impact. The funny thing is, I was just considering earlier today how my opinion on Microsoft products had recently changed in a positive way. Premature, I guess.

Urp.

“I cannot swallow whole the view of Lincoln as the Great Emancipator. As a law professor and civil rights lawyer and as an African-American, I am fully aware of his limited views on race. Anyone who actually reads the Emancipation Proclamation knows it was more a military document than a clarion call for justice.” – Barack Obama

Wow. A democrat chipping at one of the foundation myths of his own party? I think I need to check this guy out.

‘Classes at the women-only hunting camp ranged from fly-fishing and nature photography, to skinning wild game, critter calling and kayaking.’

How cool is that?

http://www.rutlandherald.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20050627/NEWS/506270384/1002

I mentioned to that I had a ‘Dancer in the Dark’ moment the other day.

For those of you who haven’t seen it, ‘Dancer in the Dark’ is a movie starring Bjork.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0168629/

The movie is okay; it’s a bit long, I think, though parts of it are outstanding. Of course, Bjork is a fabulous and outrageous vocalist with, shall we say, a unique view of the world. ‘Dancer in the Dark’ is a musical of sorts with the soundtrack by Bjork. I actually got the soundtrack (‘Selmasongs’) quite some time before I saw the movie since I’ve been a fan of Bjork for many years; in fact, the initial ‘B’ in ‘Bjamexza’ was added in honor of her work with 808 State.

Selma, Bjork’s character, works in a factory. As her eyesight fails, she continues to find music in her surroundings, especially at the factory where she works. Selma loves Hollywood musicals, and she visualizes or hallucinates production numbers to go with the found music in the factory. Found music, of course, being the noises in her environment interpreted as music.

Being somewhat of an industrialist in terms of both music and outlook, I love found music… Consequently, Selma’s numbers speak to me.

About two weeks ago, I was in my client’s factory late; during second shift. I was working on a computer that is in constant use during the first shift; there were some network issues, so I was crawling around on the floor under this workstation when I clued into this awesome music being played in the factory.

Some pneumatic press thing was operating; pssh, pssh, pssh, pssh.

An automated cable cutter was operating; clack, clack-clack, clack-clack, clack-clack.

Someone was pulling different cable stock off of a ratcheted spool for some other purpose; bzzzz. Bzzzz. Bzzzz.

These three noises were in sync in a most excellent way; pssh, clack-clack, clack-clack, clack-clack. Bzzz!

I stopped what I was doing and just listened for really long time, lying in the dust under the workbench. Pssh! Clack-clack! Bzzz! Clack-clack! The noises were familiar ones in the factory but I had never heard such a rhythm in the machines before.

The music went on for a really long time; so long, I briefly wondered if I was losing/had lost it. I finally decided on the ‘dentist rule’; if you aren’t sure, you’re not. Under the table, as I was, I would not have been able to see the dancers, but they surely could have been there.

It was very cool. I wish I had been able to record it.

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