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stephbgOne of them thar mixed posts.
Me and the world of hi-tech
Back at work for a half day, with lots of swearing and muttering at technology. I've been trialling a variety of HTML editing tools and have found it amazingly difficult to apply a style to a selection of text.
Experience tells me: select the text, then choose a style from a style drop-down menu populated by the associated style sheet. I don't care what it tells anyone else ("crossing the freeway on foot is a bad idea", for example, or "Steph snores more when she has a cold"), that's what it tells me. I stubbornly persisted with one otherwise sensible-seeming package and its apparently detailed user docs before I started searching the user forums. And there I found my precise wail and unfortunately the kind of answer from the developers that starts "Unfortunately..." and finishes "...so use raw code like a Real Man you inferior scum."
Have settled on KompoZer for now, with the added advantage to my employers of being open source and free. Something of a disadvantage in the Stupid Product Name department, but hey, I work for a company with not one but two capital Xs in the name.
Husband
Husband has been very sleepy lately and not looking Quite Right. He's usually very healthy but for the odd occasion he develops a flaming fever, sweats out a variety of alarming ketones, sleeps for a couple of days and then springs back into action. He insists he's not reacting to the accident, but I wouldn't be surprised if he's got a low grade infection after shocking his immune system.
I watch him as I would watch a goldfish swimming slightly off the vertical. Concerned but helpless. I shall feed him and hover.
A fluke
I have come to the conclusion that my discovery of palatable carob buttons in the local otherwise pitifully understocked Coles was a cruel joke of the gods. I swear there was a shelf full of the stuff but as soon as I bought one bag the Discontinued Line sign went up. I bought a second bag, reassured nonetheless by the hefty supply still available. I went back for a third. Nada. The evil supermarket fairies haven't even used the space. I hate the evil supermarket fairies. They've taken away the best clumping cat litter in the universe and swamped the market with a cheap pitifully inferior product *shakes fist at evil supermarket fairies*.
Since then I have searched high and low for carob, only to discover:
(a) Plain carob (i.e. not mixed with fruit or nuts) is extremely rare.
(b) When located, plain carob is sugar free.
(c) Sugar-free carob is nasty.
(d) Including the David Jones foodhall in the search parameters leads only to heartache.
(e) My feet hurt.
Time to contact the manufacturer of that original discovery. Let's see, I think the name had "Nature" or "Natural" in it. Possibly "Harvest". Maybe "Goodness" with a touch of "Sunshine". Hey, this will be easy.
So You Think You Can Reverse
Many moons ago I did a bit of ballroom dancing, up to Silver Latin. I may have lost many skills over the years, but I'll say this for Quickstep lessons*, you never forget how to reverse with confidence. I'll grant you that without a trustworthy partner some rear-vision checking is required, but there's nothing quite like ballroom experience to let you and a trolley reverse at speed along a supermarket aisle if you've overshot your target product.
There was a downside to the ballroom training; when I switched to Chow Gar Kung Fu I had to learn to put my weight through my heels, not my toes, particularly when stepping backwards. I remember when the lesson sunk in I was in a crowded shopping centre in Midland. I found myself dropping my weight down, bending my knees slightly and twisting through the crowd. Not backwards, but with a lower centre of gravity than is typical for ballroom.
(*) As a girl.
Me and the world of hi-tech
Back at work for a half day, with lots of swearing and muttering at technology. I've been trialling a variety of HTML editing tools and have found it amazingly difficult to apply a style to a selection of text.
Experience tells me: select the text, then choose a style from a style drop-down menu populated by the associated style sheet. I don't care what it tells anyone else ("crossing the freeway on foot is a bad idea", for example, or "Steph snores more when she has a cold"), that's what it tells me. I stubbornly persisted with one otherwise sensible-seeming package and its apparently detailed user docs before I started searching the user forums. And there I found my precise wail and unfortunately the kind of answer from the developers that starts "Unfortunately..." and finishes "...so use raw code like a Real Man you inferior scum."
Have settled on KompoZer for now, with the added advantage to my employers of being open source and free. Something of a disadvantage in the Stupid Product Name department, but hey, I work for a company with not one but two capital Xs in the name.
Husband
Husband has been very sleepy lately and not looking Quite Right. He's usually very healthy but for the odd occasion he develops a flaming fever, sweats out a variety of alarming ketones, sleeps for a couple of days and then springs back into action. He insists he's not reacting to the accident, but I wouldn't be surprised if he's got a low grade infection after shocking his immune system.
I watch him as I would watch a goldfish swimming slightly off the vertical. Concerned but helpless. I shall feed him and hover.
A fluke
I have come to the conclusion that my discovery of palatable carob buttons in the local otherwise pitifully understocked Coles was a cruel joke of the gods. I swear there was a shelf full of the stuff but as soon as I bought one bag the Discontinued Line sign went up. I bought a second bag, reassured nonetheless by the hefty supply still available. I went back for a third. Nada. The evil supermarket fairies haven't even used the space. I hate the evil supermarket fairies. They've taken away the best clumping cat litter in the universe and swamped the market with a cheap pitifully inferior product *shakes fist at evil supermarket fairies*.
Since then I have searched high and low for carob, only to discover:
(a) Plain carob (i.e. not mixed with fruit or nuts) is extremely rare.
(b) When located, plain carob is sugar free.
(c) Sugar-free carob is nasty.
(d) Including the David Jones foodhall in the search parameters leads only to heartache.
(e) My feet hurt.
Time to contact the manufacturer of that original discovery. Let's see, I think the name had "Nature" or "Natural" in it. Possibly "Harvest". Maybe "Goodness" with a touch of "Sunshine". Hey, this will be easy.
So You Think You Can Reverse
Many moons ago I did a bit of ballroom dancing, up to Silver Latin. I may have lost many skills over the years, but I'll say this for Quickstep lessons*, you never forget how to reverse with confidence. I'll grant you that without a trustworthy partner some rear-vision checking is required, but there's nothing quite like ballroom experience to let you and a trolley reverse at speed along a supermarket aisle if you've overshot your target product.
There was a downside to the ballroom training; when I switched to Chow Gar Kung Fu I had to learn to put my weight through my heels, not my toes, particularly when stepping backwards. I remember when the lesson sunk in I was in a crowded shopping centre in Midland. I found myself dropping my weight down, bending my knees slightly and twisting through the crowd. Not backwards, but with a lower centre of gravity than is typical for ballroom.
(*) As a girl.
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Date: 2008-04-07 01:11 pm (UTC)Scary beasties, indeed
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Date: 2008-04-07 02:01 pm (UTC)I was planning a visit to City Farmers for exactly the same reason, so please report your findings!
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Date: 2008-04-11 02:30 pm (UTC)Most of the refs I found to Mellow Yellow carob describe it as the best or only carob people could tolerate, but only to be found at Coles. If the company don't have another outlet they may go under *shakes fist at evil giant corporations*.