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Although I’d likely sell my Mother to actually be at the WWDC, I’m not there; I guess the part of me that can’t afford a trip to San Francisco is really holding me back, huh? No doubt I shall be watching the delayed–telecast webcast as soon as it becomes available, but for now I’m content to sit and read MacMinute’s live coverage as it ticks over with each passing minute… which is great, considering the site’s name.


It just occurred to me that it’s two in the fucking morning here, and I’m all set to geek out ‘til light through yonder window breaks. My girlfriend has been sleeping quietly beside me for more than an hour now and all I can think about is “G5… wanna hear about the G5. Wanna download Safari 1.0… wanna hear about Panther.” There’s a level of hopelessness that I’m approaching that can’t be ignored.

In other news, if you’re wondering why I’m posting such short tidbits today it’s because I’m highly disappointed in my efforts this month; and I feel that short, pointless posts will weigh favorably for me in the great scales of webloggery.

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Talking to Grace on Sunday (during a volleyball grand final, which is another matter altogether) brought up a few interesting topics — the construction of chocolate leaves in cake decoration, why it is that professional gymnasts are so stunted; the usual stuff — but none piqued my interest more than the news that she was recently given a free Apple iBook. Yes, free.

Grace is apparently involved in one of those lifetime experiment programs — screwed if I know what it’s called or what they do for fun — and was asked this week to wear a pedometer. Yes, a pedometer. For one week, Grace must wear a tiny machine on her belt that will count how many steps she takes. For one week, she must report her daily total into an application on the previously–mentioned iBook. What does she get in return for this week of mind–bending toil and drudgery? A god–damned computer!

The downside to this fantastic new acquisition is that those science chumps didn’t give her any access priveleges and crippled her account quite severely; I’m not exaggerating when I say that the only application she’s able to run is the one she uses to report her pedometer stats. Brilliant. I’m guessing they’re either going to give her an administrator account once this whole pedometer ordeal is over, or we’ll be doing a little target–disk–mode formatting and starting her off from scratch; which I think would be kinda fun.

Despite my obvious jealousy, it’s nice to know somebody in meatspace that uses a Mac… they’re hard to find in a city like mine. I’m guessing I should really, really look into offering myself up for scientific experimentation. If these are the kind of payouts involved, what could go wrong? After all, it’s worked so well for me in the past.


No offense meant to Apple, nor to designer extraordinaire Jonathan Ive, but this brushed metal bullshit has gone on for far too long. Not only must we endure the onslaught of ‘textured window’ applications on the OS (keep in mind the Finder becomes metal in Panther) but the new G5 PowerMac is a big, brushed–metal, grates–on–the–front–and–back bucket of aluminum ass.

Where the hell are our shiny plastics and curved surfaces? Where is the sex? Where is the love? Crap like this didn’t earn Ive the title of Designer of the Year, objects of beauty and art like the iMac and the iPod did. Clearly the new cooling system is worthy of praise; and an all–metal housing obviously offers advantages over polycarbonates in that respect, but “banning the beige box” doesn’t translate to “ushering in the metallic era”… to my mind.

Aside from that aesthetic complaint (why is it that 99.9% of my complaints come down to aesthetics nowadays?), Panther and the G5 look solid; features like Exposé are the reason Apple is renown for innovation. When G5 PowerBooks become a reality, count me in.

Testing… 1, 2

Something that has long been a problem with Movable Type is the “Convert Line Breaks” feature. It basically takes any text with line breaks around it (whether you’ve entered it from MT’s web panel, Kung–Log, NetNewsWire, or whatever) and wraps paragraph tags around it. This is great, since it saves you from sullying your entries with raw HTML, but it occasionally goes awry.

Here, on this very entry, I’ve enabled the “Convert Line Breaks” feature. Normally I do not. So far, so good, right? This is fairly simple text, written in a paragraph. What could go wrong?

Well, what if I wanted to throw an unordered list in… maybe to list a few of Mac OS X 10.3’s new features? Last time I checked, MT wrapped paragraph tags around the list — a big validation no–no. Of course, that was a few installations ago; so I feel it’s time to have a look–see and find out if the problem has been solved.

Update: Hallelujah

Now that I’ve embarrassed myself…

OK— Convert Line Breaks works fine, something that makes me happy. Of course, now I must search/replace the billions of paragraph tags I’ve typed since I started this weblog and change the default setting. No biggie.

Fooling around with crap like this is what makes life worthwhile… or not. Whatever floats your boat.