I can no longer access gmail from my google home page or by typing in the url.
I have to hit "account", check out my settings, go to "calendar" and then click "gmail."
WTF?
Giles: I'm sure we're all perfectly safe. Dawn: We're safe. Right. And Spike built a robot Buffy to play checkers with. Tara: It sounded convincing when I thought it.
'Dirty Girls'
Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Cashmere - Apr 03, 2007 8:25:56 am PDT #425 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
beth b - Apr 03, 2007 8:26:45 am PDT #426 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
happy birthday Tom. I am posting from a new/old laptop. wireless, but it seems to need to plugged in. so I am not leash free.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 03, 2007 8:27:18 am PDT #427 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I can no longer access gmail from my google home page or by typing in the url.
I blame Owen.
Cashmere - Apr 03, 2007 8:29:55 am PDT #428 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
I blame Owen.
Sadly, he's learned the lesson, "Don't touch 'puter!" very well. I've probably buggered it up meself.
Daisy Jane - Apr 03, 2007 8:29:55 am PDT #429 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I did that thing when I woke up where I incorporated my alarm clock into my dreams, and when I finally opened my eyes, I couldn't understand the numbers. Fifteen minutes later, I had to do the shit-shit-shit stumble out of bed, tripping and dropping things and trying to make sure I had matching socks and my keycard and my bus pass and did I remember to put makeup on both eyes and oh crap have to go back for the umbrella.
I do this all the time. I know that there is a 7 and a 3 and a 5, but I don't know what it means.
There used to be a ball mouse only policy here for replacement mice since the guy in charge of MIS purchases or whatever saw optical mice as a luxury item despite being able to get them for 10 bucks at CompUSA down the street.
Everything is a luxury at a non-profit. I would get one myself, but there's the pesky "nothing on the computer unless we say so." thing. Which, I understand, but when I'm the one everybody in the region calls with computer problems, I think I should be given a little leeway.
Kathy A - Apr 03, 2007 8:39:10 am PDT #430 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
Happy birthday, Tom!!!
I'm so happy for you, Allyson! Getting a book on a table at such a huge national chain as B&N is bigbigbigbig, especially for a first-time author! I've been going back and forth on whether I should head into my local B&N and see if they're hiring (I can sure use the money, but am not so sure I have the time, especially this fall), but the wonderful idea of promoting your book is making me think I really should.
Gudanov - Apr 03, 2007 8:42:59 am PDT #431 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Allyson! Getting a book on a table at such a huge national chain as B&N is bigbigbigbig
Wow, that's awesome!
Connie Neil - Apr 03, 2007 8:46:02 am PDT #432 of 10001
brillig
I just received Hitler porn spam! Ack!!! Some sort of "free thriller from author," and he included the first part of the chapter, and it's got Hitler--Ack! Brain bleach!
Pix - Apr 03, 2007 8:48:31 am PDT #433 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
It's peppered throughout the book, yes.
Oh yes, I foresee a flood of Allyson-lovahs this summer.... It will be interesting to see how much of a spike we get in board hits.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TOM!
DavidS - Apr 03, 2007 8:51:49 am PDT #434 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Daisy, the rollers on the inside of your mouse have crud on them. Turn the mouse over, open it up, pop out the ball and scrape the crud off the two rollers inside.
Also, (I think) you can tab into your tickybox and hit your space bar to mark it.