As a gift for being a Yahoo!Geocities Community Leader, I was given 6 shares of their stock; now 12 because of the split. With the prices plunging, it soon won't be a great benefit to have those shares.
Regular thoughts and incidents from the life of Jeff Boman, a writer, artist and website designer with a strange lifepath.
As a gift for being a Yahoo!Geocities Community Leader, I was given 6 shares of their stock; now 12 because of the split. With the prices plunging, it soon won't be a great benefit to have those shares.
After a satisfying day of solving many headaches in my Flash project at work, I turned on the TV... and now like many Candians all over the country, I'm in mourning.
Pierre Elliot Trudeau, our 15th Prime Minister, passed away around 3pm today. He was 80 years old. He's survived by two of his sons.
How to explain P.E.T. to people outside of Canada... he was incredibly charismatic, a driven leader, and a very outspoken human being. It was because of Pierre Trudeau that I found the entire Clinton-Gate scandal amusing. Here we had a man who dated and likely bedded many famous ladies (Barbara Steisand, Margot Kidder, Karen Kane, many others), whose wife Margaret was linked to an affair with Mick Jagger of the Rolling Stones... and this just garnered him more celebrity and appreciation. Clinton does something similar, and he almost gets impreached.
We all go someday. Death is the inevitable conclusion of life... but we still miss the people who are gone. The loss of Pierre Trudeau is one we'll likely feel for a long time to come.
It got worse as I was watching Entertainment Tonight later: actor Richard Mulligan passed away on Tuesday.
Many will remember his doctor character from Open House (I hope I have the series name right), but I knew him originally as Bert on Soap. Waves of nostalgia have washed over me all evening.
I achieved 4 hours of work at home... but true to form, what I tried in Flash generally didn't work for me.
I'm hopeful that I get things to work tomorrow at the office. I'm supposed to begin the HTML version of the site next week; I'd like to have everything figured out here to do that.
Job Title Generator. I found this link thanks to the webmistress. Here was what I generated for myself:
Old title: Contributing Content Writer
New title: Self-governing Metaphor Bard
Give it a try!
Yes, I'm once again linking to another Blog... but I guess you could call this adding Canadian content here. :) After all, it is my native land...
I like this author's sense of political outrage... plus, we share similar distatse for the NBC Olympic coverage.
I always try to put some levity after real sad news.
As always, I celebrate the lives of the disabled. We need role-models.
Good, because I added in all the scrolling text boxes I needed, now that I can make things work. Bad, because now another programming trick I need doesn't work.
I'll get it all working someday, but right now it's just maddening.
My new Blog on Fight City became active yesterday. Enjoy!
It's a tough decision to make, but I have to free up as much packing as possible for when I move.
I shudder to think of the day I'll have to do this again, when/if I have to move to a retirement home some day.
I started at the Constance Lethbridge Readaptation center around 10am, to discuss various things about what I'm doing. It was recommended that I step off a committee or two with Leth-Go - the activity group I'm with there - because my body is telling me that I've taken on too much; I have trouble staying awake during our weekly meetings now.
I have a stubborn Taurus personality, one that may contribute to me taking on so much to do... but I have to learn to accept the fact that I can't do as much as I used to. That's proving very hard.
We also discussed the plans to get me in adapted housing. I should really begin to pack now, because I never know when I'll get the call to move.
I have a large apartment, and I've accumulated a lot of stuff in the 8 years I've lived here. That's going to be a hella pack-up!
At the meeting to organize our next conference, I showed my mock-ups of the ad flyer. With some suggested modifications, it should pass muster. I also got my logo design approved; I'll upload it to this Blog soon to show off.
After work, I got home, went out to cash my cheque (the cats needed food), then wrote my report for my investment club, printed up some materials for Leth-Go tomorrow (printed up the final logo proposed, plus some mock-ups of an ad flyer for our next conference). Then, I went to my investment club, just got home, downloaded some images for those above-mentioned flyers...
Only a few days a week have so much that needs doing, thank Ghod.
- Oh: one of the websites I designed for a client is now online: Dramatical Productions. I know, it's pretty thin on content... the client didn't want to reveal any more, and 'the client's always right'...
For years now, my phone number has been one digit away from that of a doctor's office. As a result, I'm often correcting the calls of those who don't know. I figure that anyone calling a doctor is a serious enough reason to call them back.
Today, I was on the Internet, and the secretary of another doctor called while I was on the Internet. I have Internet voicemail, so I always get the messages. The lady who left the message gave me hell for tying up my phone line when she was calling for something as important as an appointment change...
Thing is, the message was for a woman named Joy Beagleman. Same initials as mine, but that isn't Jeff Boman. Weirder still, I clealry state my name while the message plays.
I called this secretary back, and got profuse apologies for her error - in which the phone number had the two center digits different from mine...
Sometimes, you just can't win.
There is a plus to them however: you'll get to witness the genesis of this site's design through each of them.
A cleaning lady from my CLSC-funded cleaning service came this afternoon. Actually, two of them; the first one was allergic to pets, and hadn't been warned that I had two cats.
The lady who ultimately came complained that my apartment was the dirtiest she'd ever seen... but the important thing is that it is clean now.
Help forums are a waste if questions don't get answered. At that point, Help is an oxymoron.
First, none of my attempts to post questions on message boards have resulted in people answering. Then, every tutorial that I've found tells how to make the scrollbars only, not how to work with the text involved in them.
Grr...
Flashkit Community and Virtual FX have a ton of information available.
I ended up downloading a few movie-clips to study. I've never before had the experience of software having so steep a learning curve... just coming to grips with how to do scrollbars is proving a frustrating challenge!
It looks like most of the webrings my sites are a part of will change now that Yahoo! has bought Webring.
I have no problem with other people buying companies; that's just business.
It's when they then try to change things - and in a way that keeps driving people away (withness Yahoo!'s draconian Terms of Service that drove away most of the Geocities site makers last year) - well, that's just dumb, in my opinion.
Jeff turns on his wayback machine
When I was a teenager, I didn't have a terribly good voice. Oh, I carried a tune well enough to earn the praise of Rabbis at my Bar Mitzvah and performing a few blessings at the ark afterwards, but I think a Rabbi is just happy when their students aren't off-key.
As I reached my late-teens though, things started to change. I was more than able to carry a tune... in fact, during grad year I was part of a cover band (Peer Pressure) during the Winter Carnival, and won the lead role in the school musical that year.
When I went to CEGEP (the name in Quebec for a college)I began my stint as a busker - a street musician. With my partner Sam on guitar, me playing the oh-so complex instrument the tambourine, we sang to the masses, with me singing the harmonies. My throat is still sore from singing the Art Garfunkel harmony to Sounds of Silence so often...
Thing is, I still hadn't really hit a mature stride to my voice. I hit the high harmonies well, but my throat was still straining to hit it. It wasn't until after university in 1990 that my voice really grew.
My singing pinacle came in 1995, singing in a Gospel choir for an Adult Education program. I was part of the tenor section; actually, I ended up being the tenor section as no one else really made the effort to sing for it.
At our last rehearsal, I was the only member of the tenors who showed up. After a run-through, the musical director joked that he couldn't hear the tenors... he'd been asking me to sing a bit lower for awhile to not overpower the section; I told him that for this I'd have no more holding back. Result: someone sitting in the balcony of our practice hall could hear me over the entire group!
I was entrusted with one of the solo parts for one of the songs. At first, I was very nervous; one thing I still lacked was soul. I spent ages listening to singers like Steve Windwood and Sam and Dave until I had it, and sure enough, come performance time, I did. I really kicked the jams out for the show.
I don't have that singing voice anymore. MS stole my breath strength over time. Still, the way I look at things, I had my chance to shine in the spotlight, so I don't really complain. Still, it doesn't stop me from critiquing other singers, like the guys in Making the Band!
Christina Aguilara was featured at the Latin Grammys; she's also been listed among other performers in magazines like People as part of the "new" wave of Latin music that is gaining popularity.
Christina shows that there needs to be a distinction made between Latin music and singers who happen to have Latin origins.
Christina Aguilara does indeed come from Latin roots - but her music is pure bubblegum pop. There are no Latin influences to her music style at all.
I'll be back on Saturday with my full story of my links to music. It's bound to be one of my longest postings on Jazzlife.
First, the band did get a recording contract - and one that could easily be called major: they're signed with Clive Davis, possibly the biggest record executive of our generation (!).
Second was the surprise that the show is being picked up for a second season. This is a big surprise, not because the show is bad; as a guy formerly involved in music big time, I enjoy watching the process. No, I'm surprised because it had already been announced that the show wasn't being picked up.
I guess that news was premature.
I'm not impressed by Susan Lucci as an actress to begin with, but her character... Erica Kane... how can viewers ever empathize with such a self-centered, witchy character?
I spent most of it at the Constance Lethbridge Readaptation center, where I'm part of a volunteer group with other folks with neurological problems.
It would have been worthwhile, if I hadn't slept through most of the meeting. Unpredictable fatigue is always a pain in the butt.
If you're like me, this couldn't be anywhere near in your budget... but it's still a cool idea!
I don't get to clip in enough jazz-related stories here... a sad thing for this to be one of the first.
First, the good stuff:
The frustrating stuff is a smaller list, but annoying nonetheless: the plunger on the toilet in my apartment broke. I let the landlord know, but who can actually guess when it'll be working again?
I had to recommend this Blog. As a politically opinionated person, as well as a fan of great literature, this site speaks to me.
In a touch of irony, I saw a rerun of the Larry Sanders last night... in it, they made fun of the O.J. trials.
The general public knows he's guilty, and nothing he's said has convinced us otherwise.
Could this be a sign of things to come on the US political landscape?
The fact that narrow-minded opinion against civil unions is so strong that it saddens me.
Cripes...
We all know oil prices are well over the top now... still, giving us web developers a black eye again wasn't the way to go.
I think this is one of the rare times that caffeine was useful to me.
Here's the website I spoke of.
I've wanted to see a WorldCon for years, but it was always too far away. I won't miss this one!
I've had a pre-supporter membership since 1998, so I'm overjoyed they got it... but the price tag for full membership has me floored:
As a pre-supporter, if I pay a pre-reg by the end of this year, it will only cost me $140 Canadian.
This year is the 20th anniversary of Terry Fox's death, and 20 years of the Terry Fox run.
For those who don't remember or know him: Terry Fox was a young man fighting cancer. He'd lost a leg to it, and had an artificial limb in its place.
He ran across Canada to raise funds for cancer research and to raise awareness of cancer. Many of us will remember the brave image of a man with only one real leg running.
Terry lost his battle, and in his honor, there's an annual Terry Fox running marathon organized all over the country. I took part in at least the first three runs back in high school.
It made me a bit whistful to realize that was 20 years ago - but also sad because 20 years later, we still haven't found a cure. It was 12 years ago that I lost my grandmother to lymphoma too.
If there's a Terry Fox run in your area, please take part in it, and try to raise as much money for research as you can.
I played around with Masking in tests - and it worked right. So, it should work right in my actual project, you'd think?
Unfortunately, that's not what happened... After a few hours of frustration, I just decided to remove that effect from what I was doing and move on.
I came to the PC to do some Flash work... but nothing I tried worked. Things that I was able to do elsewhere on the site won't, no matter what I try.
Sigh. At least I downloaded a sound loop that's be perfect for the site pre-loader. Plus, thanks to the WebMistress (her blog is elsewhere linked here), I finally have some appropriate greeking text to use while testing out text scrolling.
For those who didn't hear about it (which would be surprising after it was plastered all over the media), while performing a song, she came out in a gangster-style business suit, and stripped it off to reveal a flesh-colored body stocking - so she looked like she was naked.
What I thought: this is a lady who's made a point of telling the press she intends to preserve her virginity until marriage. Fair enough. But what message does this stunt then give? That no sex is ok, but so is teasing men?
I also went to price the Diablo II game at a computer store. 75 dollars Canadian plus tax. Ouch! NO WAY I'd spent that much money on it!
Pat "Fluffy" Lapointe. A few years ago, a group of us slept over at another friend's place. His constant mantra was "I am the wind. I am windlike." Granted, you had to be there for it to seem funny, but we definitely thought it was.
One disastrous apartment move some 9 years ago (I haven't forgiven myself for it. I'll be surprised if any of that group has!) he used his credit card to help me reserve a moving truck. I intended to pay him back for the truck later, but he told me it was a gift. You don't get many friends like that in your life...
Yet, I have no idea where he is today. Sad. Very sad.
I barely got any sleep last night. A little better than the night before, but not much...
Now I have to get cleaned up to be at Constance Lethbridge (my readaptation center) for 10:30am to get measured for new furniture in my computer room... followed by a subcomittee meeting for a group I volunteer on called Leth-Go at 11, lunch, then our weekly meeting at 1pm.
Sleep? Rest? Whazzat?
Today was a day of "'About time"s for a few things:
First, my morning transport to work was a driver who I'd vehemently complained about last trip with him. I don't know if he knew it was me, but he was extra careful with handling this time: he had new seatbelts in the back of his car (the old ones had been broken for months; that's against the rules), and he got off his butt to let me out of the car this time (he didn't do that the last time, not even asking if I needed help. Again, against the rules.). Finally, he let me off on the proper side of the street this time - not leaving me to chance oncoming traffic (that was a HUGE rule infraction!).
Secondly, Virtual Avenue finally gave me the proper information to access a domain name account there. I've only been trying to get this straightened out with them for a month...
Sigh
It's been a record profit year for the recording industry; this is just ignorant and greedy.
US condemns religious intolerance
I'm thoroughly against religious prosecution; ironic, seeing as I'm an agnostic. Still, I've always had problems with intolerance of the faith of others.
It's a large part of what bothers me when I visit my aunt in Vermont. Her husband always rails against the Lubavitch (an Orthodox sect of Judaism). He may just think that in his own twisted way that's funny; myself, I just think that one Jew criticizing another for a difference in the way they practice is unbelievable ignorant and intolerant.
I just learned that Spider Robinson is intended to be the toastmaster at TorCon 3, the WorldCon to be held in Toronto in 2003. If they're talking about it after the Chicago WorldCon, then it's very likely to be happening - and it'll be the first one I can go to.
I met Spider in person at Con*Cept 95, when he was our Guest of Honor. I saw him again later that year at Primedia 95. I coined the name 'Montreal Spiderheads' for me and my friend Mike from that.
Sadly, we haven't seen him in person since. I'll look forward to seeing him in Toronto.
I go way back with the book. I believe I read it when I was 13 or 14. A neighbor gave it to me in one compilation volume for Chanukah then. It had a cover drawn from that awful Ralph Bakshi animated film that was out then... THAT has to date me a bit!
I read the story non-stop for about 11 days. I even took the book with me to a high school swimming event. Foolish, because I didn't separate it enough from the wet stuff to protect it; the book was trashed as a result.
Anyways, for some reason I can't explain, I haven't been able to re-read it since. I only get a few pages in before I lose interest. I guess the magic of that first reading is gone.
I don't mean I won't write anything for the site anymore - far from it. What this means is that, in two weeks, I'll transform the column into a Blog.
I'm guessing we don't get a lot of visits at the moment; with my column being the only one that gets updated, once a week columns aren't enough incentive for visitors to return very often... whereas a Blog could be updated more frequently, and maybe bring us more page views.
I helped my sister to raise Boots back when we were roommates years ago. He stayed with her when I moved.
A few years ago, he got surly with her newborn son, and I took him in again.
About 5 years now, and he still won't learn that weaving through my feet when I feed him is a bad thing.
Many of the links listed in the sidebar won't be active for a few days as I'll have to further work at them... but everything should be operational within a week or two.
This is almost too funny... except that being a geek guy, it reflects much on me too.
This Blog by a fellow web designer is very well designed and has some very interesting content.
Being musicians (me a former singer; Ace a 20+ year singer/songwriter), we can tell how these guys need major practice and training to be good in their field. Still, most folks would laugh at us just for watching it to begin with. :)
Now, I just have to do some major updating on that website to do it justice.
I went to my comic shop, Empire Comics today. I mentioned the lighting that broke, and the store owner offered to come back to my place after work to replace the light. He did, and it works again.
One problem solved, and a new one pops up: suddenly, Word Perfect 2000 is crashing on my system. I even tried refreshing my setup from CD, but it still isn't working... and this is the program I use for my Comicopia zines. Lovely.
Mr. Prolific continued to earn that accolade at least. I finished a 20 page zine for Apacalypse. Now after I sent it to the Central Mailer, I have to write my next column for Fight City, then start on my next zine for Comicopia.