Month: February 2004

Sick of Registering to Read the News?

A pile of News sites out there require visitors to setup accounts or register to read the contents of an article. They have reasons for doing this, obviously, but it’s a pain in the ass to deal with. According to Amy, somebody has gone through the effort of going around to many of these sites, setting up phony accounts with a common username and password.

When you’re asked to log in to a news site, try the userID freethepresses. If an e-mail address is required as the userID, enter: [email protected]

Then enter the password: freethepresses

So far, it works at The New York Times, Wash. Post, LA Times, Chicago Trib, among others.

And if you come across a site where that user/pass doesn’t work, feel free to set it up.

Convert bitmaps to vector

A very handy tool that can convert bitmaps to vector formats like EPS, AI, SVG, PDF, and more. Link via Waxy’s Links.

Do the world a favor

Don’t use Outlook’s stationery, don’t use HTML. Send your e-mail in plain text. Thank you.

Another Microsoft “Solution”

Microsoft’s solutions to their problems have been asinine in the past. So how would they suggest you block pop-ups? “Contact the administrators for the Web site and ask them to remove the pop-up ads from the site.” I wish I were joking.

Yahoo launches new search engine

In an interesting move, Yahoo! isn’t just replacing Google results with Inktomi, it decided to create a new engine all their own.

It’s actually done much better than it was before, including features like caching and such that you didn’t see before. It’s even highlighting RSS Feeds. A Google designer wasn’t all that impressed, however.

OK, Bush does have a sense of humor

This has been sitting in my “to blog” folder for a while, but haven’t had a chance to throw it online. While I still wouldn’t vote for Bush, he is a funny guy. He knows a thing or two about putting reporters in their place:

THE PRESIDENT: I need some ribs.

Q Mr. President, how are you?

THE PRESIDENT: I’m hungry and I’m going to order some ribs.

Q What would you like?

THE PRESIDENT: Whatever you think I’d like.

Q Sir, on homeland security, critics would say you simply haven’t spent enough to keep the country secure.

THE PRESIDENT: My job is to secure the homeland and that’s exactly what we’re going to do. But I’m here to take somebody’s order. That would be you, Stretch — what would you like? Put some of your high-priced money right here to try to help the local economy. You get paid a lot of money, you ought to be buying some food here. It’s part of how the economy grows. You’ve got plenty of money in your pocket, and when you spend it, it drives the economy forward. So what would you like to eat?

Q Right behind you, whatever you order.

THE PRESIDENT: I’m ordering ribs. David, do you need a rib?

Q But Mr. President —

THE PRESIDENT: Stretch, thank you, this is not a press conference. This is my chance to help this lady put some money in her pocket. Let me explain how the economy works. When you spend money to buy food it helps this lady’s business. It makes it more likely somebody is going to find work. So instead of asking questions, answer mine: are you going to buy some food?

Q Yes.

THE PRESIDENT: Okay, good. What would you like?

Q Ribs.

THE PRESIDENT: Ribs? Good. Let’s order up some ribs.

Q What do you think of the democratic field, sir?

THE PRESIDENT: See, his job is to ask questions, he thinks my job is to answer every question he asks. I’m here to help this restaurant by buying some food. Terry, would you like something?

Q An answer.

Q Can we buy some questions?

THE PRESIDENT: Obviously these people — they make a lot of money and they’re not going to spend much. I’m not saying they’re overpaid, they’re just not spending any money.

Zero Tolerance gone Overboard

Somebody came across an old example I had posted nearly a year ago about zero tolerance striking again. He wrote me with his story:

My name is Adam Liston. I read your article about the 1st grader and have a similar story that might interest you. I am a 12th grader in California, and on my way to the shooting range, I dropped my buddy off back at my high school, and a maintenance man saw my shotgun in my rack in the parking lot next to the school. As a result, the next day at school I was arrested and spent the day in county jail, I now face felony charges for being within 1000 feet of a school, my arraignment is tomorrow (feb 13) and will find out the formal charges. I have been suspended for the last month, and had the last 10 hours of the 30 hour expulsion hearing today. The entire community has been saying to take a look at my case in separate light, due to the fact there was no harm intended and that I’m a good kid. The school is now saying they need to consider “consistency”, because they recently expelled a gang banger for having a pistol at school. This is just the type of bullshit that is evident in the 1st graders case. Feel free to put this story up on your site, I think people would find it interesting how fucking GREAT zero tolerance is. Please write me back with your thoughts on the matter.

The story was covered online here.

Zero Tolerance is overkill in most places. I can understand their reasoning for security, but is it worth panicking people? I remember when I was in high school, I went to a high school full of folks that liked to go hunting. One time, a guy was planning on leaving on a trip after school, so had his shotgun in the window rack of his pickup. The school was evacuated, kid was detained, and suspended. Overkill? Hell yes. While I’m not a big gun person, I would’ve probably felt safter with him having a gun than a lot of folks (and yes, his car was locked, and there was a trigger lock, so you can’t say that “Well somebody else could’ve broken in to his car and go it.”).

Why men don’t ask for directions

We don’t ask for directions, because women are terrible at giving them. Don’t believe me?

Idiot Crooks

All you need is a copy machine and a $5 bill, and you can get thrown in jail. Apparently, all the $5 bills the guy tried to pass all were copied from the same bill, as they all had the same serial number. Moron.

The Writer and the Editor

Sent in by Barney, obviously a writer. I do have sympathy for him, having my stories butchered as well.

A writer and an editor were making their way through a hot, dry desert. After several hours in the blistering heat they spotted an oasis up ahead. The writer, a passionate impetuous creature (like all of us), immediately ran to the pond in the oasis and jumped in. The editor sauntered along at his leisure, finally walked up to the pond’s edge, and, while the writer was still happily splashing about, began peeing in it. Appalled, the writer jumped out and cried, “what are you doing??!!!”

Says the editor: “I’m making it better.”