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I just can’t get a line from the old CJ Maccall song, Convoy, out of my head.

OMAHA? Well, they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there fer shure

Oh, and the business part of the business trip is dull as an old rusty knife.
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I realize I can sometimes be a bit short in my speech. This is due to my belief that one should not waste words if what you have to say is simple. With this in mind, I’m occasionally told I’m being rude when I am just getting to the point.

An example is here, and I’d like my “friends” opinions. Was my original reply angry or otherwise containing some tone I can’t detect? Seriously, I thought I was just pointing out some other resources. Free country and all that rot.
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I rearranged the Icons page, adding a frameset for ease of navigation. The pictures are still in the same places, but I plan to move them next week to subdirectories.
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Where is Dick Cheney?
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Let’s see, I have to go to Omaha this week, for a trip I’d rather not take. This is in support of another trip that is scheduled for a week I’m required to be at home for business. Can’t wait to see how the company screws me on this one.

While dreading the trip, I went to bed at an early hour last night, so I could awaken at 5am to carpool to work. The Boy decided that I’d rather be awake at 3, and proceeded to climb into bed and kick me at random intervals.

After getting ready for work (casual day since our customers are taking this Federal Holiday off, even if we aren’t), I drove over to my carpool partner’s apartment, a few minutes early. When he became 10 minutes late, I pounded on his door to no avail.

So, I’m at work, all alone. I’ve been here an hour, and still nobody else from my group has shown up. Some moron turned the heat off over the weekend (thermostats are tough technology), and it’s almost gotten up to comfortable now. I’m tired, I’m bored, and I have nothing to do even if I were motivated to do anything. As soon as I get the laptop for tomorrow’s trip, I am so heading home.

I need a nap.
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Although she seemed to find laudatory comments to make on some pieces of my essay, including the thesis and conclusion (most important parts, no?), my professor gave me only an 80 on it. For those keeping score at home, #1 was 90, #2 I’m revising, #3 was 88, and #4 was 80. EIGHTY?

I can’t wait to resume classes with a real flesh-and-blood instructor that I can see and question. This bullshit of “Guess what I really want because my instructions are so vague” is bugging me to death.
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Now, earlier I posted a note telling people who make userpics what to do and not to do.
Here’s some ideas for those who are making requests for userpics:

• 100 pixels and 40 kilobytes are smaller than you think. We can’t put an entire episode of Buffy in an icon.
• Know some of the terminology that you use: Flash is a file format, not an icon type, etc.
  • Corollary: The “ART” format is ugly and non-standard, do not attempt to post ART or BMP files on webpages.
• If you have a specific image or set of images in mind, point to them or send them
• Use proper capitalization in your requests
  • Corollary: use reasonable English skills
• Some of us are older than 12 and don’t know who the heck Justin et al are.
• Please stop asking for userpics of Nsync, Britney Spears and the cast of Buffy. There is no shortage of those damned things already.
• Be polite. Nobody owes you anything.
• Don’t claim a picture and then not use it. Someone else may have wanted it.

That about covers it for now. Anything I’ve missed?
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I think I’m going to be running out of paid bandwidth this month:

Can you tell when I put up the Icons page?
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I’d just like to say a few things about designing userpics, for those who want to try their hand at it.

• 100 pixels is smaller than you think
• If you need to put text on an image, make sure you can read the text before you deliver the final design
• They’re animated GIFs, not “flash icons.”
• Blurry is rarely a good thing
• Google Image search is your friend.
• Be polite and reasonable.
• Perhaps you should re-think hosting images on Fotki or Virtue.nu, since they seem to fail so regularly.
• Sometimes several people post a userpic simultaneously. It’s not an insult to you.

That is all I have to say. Good night.
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Just to check on the progress of ‘s meme project, I went to the meme tracker today.

Doesn’t look like a significant number of folks linked to Liz’s Site…
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93.2 percent of Livejournal users have free accounts.
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Still popping out icons for folks over at . Want something for a userpic? I’m on a roll lately. If you’ve got a challenging morph, that would be fun…
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Walking back from the mailbox, the boy sees a big person, who he points out as a “guy.” After being told this was, in fact, a “girl,” he decides to be a mac baby.
“Hug girl. Kisses girl.”

Oh, geez, won’t he be fun in 15 years…
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I think patchoulli perfume smells of musty rooms and old people. I can’t imagine why one would purposely wear such a scent. Am I the only one who finds patchoulli repulsive?
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LizVang is a self-promoting doofus.

Not that I’ve ever enticed folks to vote for my tshirt or anything. hehe
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This Korean ad is hilarious. The small amount of speaking is irrelevant to the joke, so don’t be daunted. I’d just like to say that the Korean TV scene has obviously changed an awful lot in the 4+ years since I last was there.
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I don’t know why I bother trying to have civil adult conversations with most of the children on LiveJournal.
When someone asks a simple question that begs some clarification on one’s intent, that is not rude. When someone volunteers one’s services in support of a large event, ignoring them is rude. The list of examples could continue for days, honestly.

Let’s have a little sanity check, shall we? Before you hit the REPLY button on a post, read it carefully and try to be dispassionate. Most messages online are impersonal, not intended as a personal attack on anyone. As a corollary, when someone emails you something or replies to your post and wishes a response, give them one within a couple days. And, “er. hi” is not a response.

The term plonk, for those of you new to the specifics of online etiquette, is the sound of someone hitting a killfile. Basically, it means the conversation is over because the person on the other end is incapable of having a civil exchange of words without getting stupid and insulting.

Thank you, this has been a screed from Andy Social. We now return you to your normal programming.
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New Page of icons. Here’s a central place to view all the icons I’ve made for folks so far. I’m pretty sure the Strawberry Shortcake one was a request, but I can’t find for whom. The morphing Jack-to-Sally ones belong to as soon as she picks one of them.

Oh, and that page is freakishly slow to load on a dialup, since most of the icons are just barely under the 40k limit.
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As the kids say today, “Woot!”

We are going to have a house of our very own in a mere six weeks. woohoo!

I think we’ll be playing bocce ball in that enormous backyard or something. 🙂

Potty training is so much fun.

Not only did the boy have trouble informing me before he had to pee today, he found a way to pee the bed while not asleep. Not his bed, of course – mine. One minute he’s happily toddling along the hallway and stairs, next he’s crying on my bed while three small puddles expand. Combined with the erping-up of the other day, and he’s had plenty of clean clothes lately, although we’ve not quite gotten around to doing our own laundry…

I’m still trying to figure out how he did it. How do you make three different pee puddles on the bed, yet have only the smallest of wet spots on your own pants?

To make the evening complete, he proceeded to pee himself at dinner, not 30 seconds after I’d asked if he needed to go to the bathroom. Love potty training…