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What Was She Thinking?!

Someone hold my drink while I climb down off my soapbox.

Posts tagged with "annoyances"

ICQ = Idiots Can Quit. . .

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bugging me, that is! Oh, yeah, baby, I am SO going to add to my ICQ contacts someone whose ICQ handle is PussyWagon. Sheesh. Just how stupid do I look? Wait! Don't answer that! Sadly, ICQ has become a big spam trap too. It was only a matter of time, I suppose. Used to be, you were only bothered marginally by people with normal sounding handles, like TigreLily, ZedMan, etc. Now I'm not sure what the point of some of these people's ICQ accounts is. And of course, I get a few. . . .

Excuse me: In a case of irony such as I haven't seen in all my born days, right when I'm typing this post, up pops my Skype console and lo and behold some guy from The Netherlands wants to:
Geef me toestemming u te zien wanneer u online bent

Now, because I have no earthly idea what exactly he's proposing, I'll defer until later. He seems harmless. Actually, he seems nice and it looks like he shares some of my interests (jazz, classical music, etc.). But all the nice, charming, etc. won't do him a bit of good if he doesn't speak English!

We now return you to our regularly-scheduled programming.

Where was I? Oh, yeah. ICQ. Nowadays, I get quite a few lonely hearted men out there who seem to want to talk (dirty or otherwise). I kindly send a PM informing them that I generally reserve ICQ chat to my paying web design clients or those needing assistance with WordPress, TextPattern or MovableType. That runs them off pretty well.

Of course, I really ought to change my ICQ nick from z-gal to something like bad tempered butt ugly old skank so don't waste your time trying to sell me viagra rolex watches talk dirty have cybersex or in any other way attempt to strike up a conversation with me because you will be sorry if you don't die of boredom first.

Ya think?

Update: Apparently all the poor man is saying is You give authorisation me when to see you are online. It sure sounded luscious, though! ;-)

Open Letter to My Web Design Clients

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Leave it the fuck alone. Please. Or pay me to fix it for you.

Carry on.

Comments Gone Wild?

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In a recent post, my buddy Eve left a comment for me, as did someone else. In the archives and on the post page, Opera indicated there were two comments. But in actuality, Eve's comment appeared nine times. (Like the dialog between Mrs. Bueller and Principal Rooney in "Ferris Bueller's Day Off"!)

So I deleted as many of the extra comments as Opera would be me (eight). Now, on the main blog page, it shows that there are "-5" comments on that post; in the archives, it has completely flipped out and shows no comments at all.

WTF?

My Two Cents' Worth

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Here we go again. The U.S. Postal Service is raising the rate for first class postage from 37 cents to 39 cents. Christ, can't they just raise it to 40 cents? That way, I can use up all those 3 cent stamps I have left over from the last time they raised the rates! And it would be a lot easier to calculate postage if it was a nice round number.