Yes, it’s high time to take a look at the accidents that bring people here. For that is what brings most people here – blind chance and the whim of Google and the other search engines. In the past I have obfuscated some terms by using pig latin to prevent future searches from coming to the google page instead of the rightful target page. This time I’m inserting spaces in the words instead. It makes it easier to read, even if it’s not as fun.
- witchcraft in springerville arizona – linked to the general road trip page. Part of the match was me telling about H i g h w a y 60
- pup that ass – linked to an episode about Spike falling on his ass while trying to pee. But what were they really looking for?
- bobbi hall boobs six – the Bobbi I met only has two.
- enormous bosom – Bobbi again
- Writing a good E U L A – One of my more important public services
- h i g h w a y 60 New Mexico – links to ann episode with lots of good stories in the comments as well.
- crystals feet sex – linked here
- “passed out” marker – top of the list! Links to the episode where Jojo became my beer slave
- positive things about drinking – they came to the right place
- pitchers of hairstyles – Got more than one of these. I am popular among stylists who can’t spell.
- “automobilization of America” – guess I can’t copyright that phrase. I used it here , but it is a theme in many posts.
- iggy trumpet San diego – linked here; another one where you just have to wonder what they were actually hoping to find.
- G i l l i g a n colour pics – links to the “Call me G i l l i g a n” series, which starts with a more muddled than usual ramble here
- “friends bugging each other” “need space” – I’m an expert on bugging people. Links to a G i l l i g a n episode.
- what to eat with b e e r c h e e s e s o u p – One of several searches that came to the right place
- prenostalgia – It’s a nice word, I’m not surprised someone else thought of it too.
- what is the state of alabama currently doing to curb de homeless? – de same thing as every other state – damn little
- montana cactus thorn hand injury – clearly looking for something specific, and they got me instead.
- man p e r f u m e manual – Another public service to be found here
- pimp my peterbilt – the search phrase is more interesting than the the thing it linked to
- fun getting get drunk – linked here. Obviously the searcher didn’t really need my help.
- america as granfalloon – mentioned offhandedly here (Jesse’s comment is more interesting than the episode) – it just feels good to me that someone else thinks that way.
- six bucket coltrane – amazing coincidence that all three of those words appeared in a single episode. Six Bucket Coltrane. That has a nice ring to it.
- m e g a n smells – links to one of my more important public service announcements
- baby ocelot pictures – linked to another Google episode, not to the original elevator ocelot rutabaga entry. It was the word baby that did it, but it’s nice to see ocelot show up now and then.
- Suicide Meter – Linked to this episode, rather than SSDC – some good comments in there.
- heard the voice of god while watching creatures – went to the homeless tour category page; where I would be stunned to learn that he who sought did find
- tweaker whore san diego – sweeeeet.
- tell her goodbye – linked to G o o d b y e, R o s e
In a given day, about 30% of the people that come to this site are looking for advice on how to cook eggs. I think the ratio is higher on the weekends. Lots of people find their way here looking up specific bars I have mentioned. A m y’s car generates a lot of hits. I’ll have to see if there’s a song by that title or something, because they come from all over the world. x r a y g o g s still brings ’em in as well. Finally I get a lot of hits when people search on the phrase “P r o u d to be A m e r i c a n”. I expect they’re disappointed by what they find.
There you have it! Did you find this site through a search? I’d love to hear from you!
Random comments:
re: map of Jojo and Spencer’s: my girl friend in 11th grade lived on Los Pueblos, but I can’t tell exactly where from the map. Memory is just another bodily function that isn’t as good now as it was then.
re: picture of “snow blower”: proper term is “Rotary Snowplow” to distinguish it from that big wedgie snowplow they can bolt on the front of engines or sacrificial gondolas. If you’ve never seen one of those babies in action, I highly recommend it. Very spectacular.
re: site meter web counter. Somebody scored visitor 4000. I’m 4011.
Here’s all I know about visitor 4000:
they came from the domain bop.gov (bureau of prisons), they only viewed the main page, and they were looking for coworker farewell party ideas.
I’m not sure the map shows all of Los Pueblos. Jojo and Spencer are way out at the end, the part that was just a dirt road when we were all living here. If Joanna could comment on the tiny sidestreets and where they are in relation to her house, we could get to the bottom of things.
And if anyone wants a chance to see one of the rotary snowplows in action (the one featured in the album is the one that doesn’t work, but the grey one does), C&TSRR is planning a Christmas train for early December. If weather conditions warrant, the rotary might be used to open the line so Santa and the toys can get to Cumbress Pass.
Occasionally, the rotary is used to open the line when service begins in the spring, but recent winters have been dry, so its services haven’t been needed.
Man, that map seems really messed up. As far as Los Pueblos goes, it seems to work OK — the little cul-de-sac to the north was for school buses to turn around in, as Los Pueblos didn’t have a cul-de-sac at its end, since it was eventually to be lengthened.
But Camino Encantado, as far as I know, has NOT been extended to go down the canyon and join Highway 502 at the point where Highway 4 branches off. If it does, how long have I been missing out on the shortcut to the folks’ place?
jer jer if you have learned anything from it should be the many ways to open a beer without an opener , use a lighter , use your teeth (unless your dentist just put 4 crowns in your mouth and recommanded that you stop doing that or esle), the side of a counter top, come on jer you can do it!
I usually use a key, but the point here was the timing of the beer opener availability. Synchronicity and all that.
As far as the map goes, I’m pretty sure now that it does not show all of Los Pueblos. Jojo and Spencer are actually quite a ways farther to the east.
I’m not that pleased with the map service , but amazingly the major services don’t have latitude and longitude input. I don’t want to put people’s addresses in a link.
There was nothing to worry about…those beers would have opened, with or without synchronicity…it was the eventual marghis that done synchronized us.
Los Pueblos going further than the map says does mesh with my memories, although I haven’t been out there in a long time, so I can’t say for sure how far it really goes.
I’m so glad to hear the shortcut from Camino Encantado doesn’t really exist. I’d been so worried I’d been way too out of touch.
Now I’m trying to remember the mapping service that was accurate enough to know at least the first 2 1/2 miles of Shroyer Drive. It may have been Delorme.
Multimap was pretty accurate with shroyer, bobcat, etc. I don’t know where they get their data from.
Those roads, properly named, show up on the official Rio Arriba County plat, so maybe Mulitmap has access to that. I’d guess most of the other mapping services don’t bother with private roads.
Among my students are many who were not born American, but who have worked or are working to become citizens. And there are others who aren’t working to become citizens, but who are refugees from their home countries who hope to be able to return some day.
I would challenge anyone who was born a US citizen to take the test that immigrants must take in order to become citizens. It’s pretty hard. Part of it involves proficiency in English — that’s the easy part, but I’d guess about a third of US citizens would flunk it. The harder part is about US history and government, and the Constitution, and other vital knowledge about the core values of the United States. I’d guess that at least two thirds of Americans would flunk it.
So, yes, those of us who are natural-born citizens have it pretty darn easy — we don’t have to earn our citizenship. But those people who WANT to be citizens, who choose to do so, have a very difficult task. They definitely deserve more respect than people who lucked out by being born in the US.
Tthe Constitution of the United States is one of the greatest documents ever written. It’s so powerful it can change the orbits of planets. It will be looked back upon as a watershed of human history. Never before had pragmatism and idealism converged so sweetly. Amended ten times before it was ever ratified, it embodied the idea that the people shaped their own government.
I miss the constitution.
I also miss the constitution.
Especially:
Article 1,section 8,part 8
“To promote the progress of Science and useful Arts, by securing for limited times to Authors and Inventors the exclusive right to their respective Writings and Discoverys” How is author’s lifetime plus 70 years a “limited” time? I believe that our current copyright and patent laws are hindering rather that promoting creativity.
Article 1,section 8,part 18
“To make all laws which shall be necessary and proper for carrying into execution the forgoing powers…”
The tortured interpretation of this part has led to a federal behemoth completely at odds with the founders vision of a federal government of limited and enumerated powers.
Amendment 10
“The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited to it by the States, are reserved to the States respectively, or to the people.”
See above.
Amendment 4
“The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated…”
How is what we have to go thru whenever we travel by airplane or drive on a road near the Mexican border considered a “reasonable” search?
Amendment 5
“…nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law…”
How is the mere assertion by the government that a house,car,boat, etc. has been used in the drug trade, sufficient due process to justify its seisure?
I could go on with my rant, but you get the picture.
I must agree with Bill, especially on the way Homeland Security has shredded the Fourth Amendment, and the War on Drugs has shredded the Fifth.
As for the protection of intellectual property, I agree that for literature the author’s lifetime plus 70 years is probably too long. But some protections, such as those on pharmaceuticals, are as short as 7 years. This leads drug companies who have a successful drug to come out with something new that does the same thing every 7 years. Then they can advertise to patients to tell their doctors about the new medication, and even if the old works just as well, the doctor most of the time will prescribe the new one. That way the drug company can still charge monopoly prices even when cheaper, generic versions of the older drug come out.
Actually, it’s rather a can of worms. If the pharmaceutical companies had a longer period of protection, they could spend less energy on redundant drugs and more on new research. But then, they’d be able for a longer time to charge whatever they want for the drug they have an exclusive lock on manufacturing. Except it’s still not that simple, because if drug companies have little or no protected time, they will be less likely to research new drugs that will do new things.
Somewhere, there has to be a balance.
I am proud to be an American. I even have the bumpersticker to prove it. But no, this is not a rebuttal of Jerry’s segment. Because he is right. I disagree that point/counterpoint always has to hold. Sometimes, like a complex math problem, there is more than one solution. Jerry’s right, and I’m still proud to be an American. How can this be? I leave it to someone else to formulate the eloquant rebuttal Jerry is looking for. For me, I will just explain where I come from.
I noticed – on a forum board concerning a controversial “heterosexual Pride” parade (thrown by a radio station into stunts) – a comment by a gay person who questioned the value of Gay Pride. To her, she was glad she was gay, but didn’t see any reason to be proud of something she was born with. I too did nothing to be American but get born. I am glad I am American. But why should I be proud? I ask myself, if I could change being American, would I? Well, I could be Canadian. It would be simple – same language, very similar culture, unobtrusive in the world, and people like to make jokes about Canadians, but who entered both world wars before the U.S.? – Canada. Or how about Russian? Now there are some people who should be proud of who they are. Man, look at what they’ve been through, historically – famines, invasions, more famines, despots, bad economic models, more famines – and they’re still here! They are so resiliant, so sturdy, so admirable in their very exsistence. I would be proud to be a Russian. I would be proud to be Canadian. I would not change being an American, even though, unlike gayness or gender or race, I could. By this decision, I have (in a very modest way I admit) earned being American, just a teensy bit and I am proud of it.
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Why I’m proud, continued…
Then there’s the whole legacy thing. I could be proud to be an American because of the awesome work done by our founding fathers, or the mill worker who enlisted and got his legs blown off on Iwo Jima, or the railroad road tycoon who opened the continent, or the software geeks who have revolutionized the world, or maybe the Americans who landed on the moon. But this doesn’t stand up to Jerry’s excellent point. I didn’t do any of those accomplishments, why that’s like plaigarizm, I was simply born to the same country that those over achievers were. However, at the same time, I would never deny a mother or father the right to be proud of their son’s football achievements or their daughter’s first place science fair prize. Pride by association isn’t necessarily an unsupportable position. Should no one be proud of Neil Armstrong except himself?
So outside of legacy, is there any reason for an American, here and now, in this very instance to be proud of what he/she is?
I think there is, and it’s why I have the bumpersticker. We, the today, the immediate Americans, came together and unified on 9/11 in an incredible way. When it first happened we were one, liberals and conservatives slapped flag stickers to their cars, they stood in line together to give blood, I remember Bob Edwards (of NPR) lamenting that there was no aluminum drive, ala’ WWII, to take part in. And understand me clearly – it’s not the giving-blood-style-activities that was special – it was the drawing together; the big, continental, national synchronised inward breath; the co-operative, one-minded battening down the hatches. I have a German colleague who (like 99% of Germans) is anti-nationalistic, is suspicious of all things patriotic and flag waving – with good reason. She was struck by how our American Amoeba, spread out over an awesome spectra of opinion and social concious, of punkers and gospel singers, of eco-warriors and bulldozer salesmen, instantly drew itself into a tight mass of self. When bad things happen in Germany, fingers start to point, questions start to rise – “What did WE, do to deserve this?” (There are those who would argue – correctly – we need to have the same dialogue.)
And that is what we all did, as a small act of national accomplishment, a feature that distinguishes us, and makes me proud.
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So there I was, like a whole bunch of other Americans, looking for some way to show this feeling of unity. I was in a majority African-American city, and everyday I saw little old black ladies, driving their LeSabres, or Continentals, or cadillacs, and they had the two flapping american flags on window attachments. Man, I thought to myself, here we have a population that has been very poorly served by the majority, that have no hope of ever seeing a president who looks like themselves, that definately grew up under Jim Crow circumstances, and they believe that this imperfect country, this imperfect experiment, is the thing to throw their optimism and support to? If a country can so ill-treat its citizens yet those same citizens want no part of any other experiment out there in global political land, then that’s the country for me.
I wanted to find some small, demure, flag sticker to place on my rear window. But I couldn’t find one anywhere. Where were people finding these things? Then one day an officemate shows up with decidely non-demure, in fact ugly, bumperstickers, that loudly proclaim “Proud to be an American.” Who was this officemate? He was an Indian, a sweet man who came to the U.S. on an H1B visa to work for 5 years, and then return to India. A man who could never (almost annoyingly) stop expressing his gratitude for my teaching him to drive. On 9/11 he was practically weeping – as Le Monde said it “today we are all American.” This bumpersticker was way over the top for me, but I accepted it with pride from the man who was proud to be Indian. We had an unspoken understanding.
So I am proud of that as well – “that” being part of an ongoing experiment. Because if we stay concerned about race-relations, try to do something about it – or a million other social justice causes – are we not continuely a part of the fine-tuning of this experiment called America? -And that makes me proud.
And I am proud of the things that people probably don’t believe are traits of Americans: For instance, believe it or not, we are a proud people who do not pre-emptively strike. Don’t confuse “americans” with rogue administrations. Everybody I know, didn’t matter their political persuasion, felt really uncomfortable and helpless with that train wreck.
And I am proud that we really value freedom. I don’t believe the majority of Americans conciously think about freedom; day-to-day; but I also believe we would be a lot more grateful of getting rid of a dictator than just wingeing about lack of electrical power. We intuitively understand the value of ethereal concepts, of principles not just bread and water issues.
It’s important to say that I don’t feel like other countries don’t have these traits. However, its not a zero sum game; it’s not a case of “oh we bought up all of the unity, there’s none left over.” We have these traits, others do to, both Germany and Belgium make great beer. They both should b
e proud.
I wish haloscan had warned me it was gonna cut off the last two words. But it does give me one last opportunity to pontificate: I have always wanted to use the word “evildoer.” I’d just like to say, anybody who doesn’t agree with me or Jer or agree that watching soccer is a lousy way to pass the time or that can’t cook eggs over easy is an EVILDOER.
Dang, Jess! That was awesome!
I’ve had students from Russia, Ukraine, Bosnia, Cuba, Columbia, China, and nearly all of Latin America, all of whom, upon gaining citizenship, were like Jesse’s Indian friend — VERY proud to be American. When they put flags and bumper stickers on their cars, they really MEAN it.
Taking one of Jesse’s other points, while I can’t be proud of something I didn’t earn (being born American), I do believe that I can be proud of making the choice to continue to be American. There have been some times, when I was dealing with serious medical issues and an intransigent insurance company, that I did think about becoming Canadian. But, at least so far, philosophy has outweighed finances.
Speaking of the bar on the moon, what are you going to do now that someone else has won the X Prize?
Heavy.
For me, Rose is a symbol of your whole San Diego life. I remember when the alfa lit out for the west coast a loooong time ago. That is a story in itself. With lots of emotion. You have been in SD ever since. It truly became a home. You’ve had two homes now.
I’m glad there is no hotel on the moon. I don’t like the idea of somebody moving somewhere there is no possibility they’re comin back.
Heavy.
SpaceShipOne’s success can only help me in my quest to put a resort on the moon. Anything that makes space launch cheaper is good. Unfortunately, SS1 only gets a tiny fraction of the way up – not even close to a low orbit.
Rose is certainly a symbol of my life here, and saying goodbye to her is saying goodbye to my old life. I too, am glad I can come back some day.
Fret not. Rose knows. Just like the Shadow. Just like all of us that know you.
speaking about the vast emptieness of space coupled with the book I am reading led me to make this pool about
Aliens .
crystals feet sex link (yes, I had to see what this search hit) has bad url: space in front of iblog.
multiple links also have duplicate “homepage.mac.com/vikingjs/iblog” in the URLs, resulting in Mac’s HomePage Sorry page.
Your media empire cries out for your attention!
Damn! I can’t even toss up some episode that requires no creativity without messing it up. I’ll get right on those.
Repairs are uploading now. The Media Empire is safe.
I get very few search visitors, although I am quite happy with “Croquet for Cowboys,” and “Zozobra + Marbles.” I also got one for “Bananas and Tailpipes,” and, of course, “Green Chili Cheese Bread.” That’s about it, really. Someday, I keep telling myself, someday.
I think there are a few different factors. First, you have to have lots and lots of words. Then you need lots and lots of pages. With iBlog, every entry has its own page as well. That’s important because the words in the title of the page are given extra weight. More titles, more words, more hits.
The titles of the pages should either be common (Eggs over easy) or catchy. Catchy is good because when someone is looking at a long list of results, a title like “Sex, Death, and Words” is likely to catch their eye. “Google me, baby! Google me all night long!” seems to bring in more than its fair share as well.
I’m told by someone who knows his shit that Google has a script that reports back to the mother ship when someone makes a choice. That may mean that the more people check out my Eggs entry, the higher it shows up in the results. I wonder if there’s a way to sell that slowly-built-up stature to a cooking site.
Ultimately, it’s all about the words, though. you never know what odd combination will score a match.
But you might want to milk “Bananas and Tailpipes” and “Green Chile Cheese Bread”. Who knows? Maybe someday we’ll combine for our own cooking site.
So went to Callahan’s last night on one of our semi-annual visits. Leah was our waitress. At the proper point in the meal as we had concluded all business matters excepting the bill and she was clearing plates, I asked her if she knew Jerry Seeger. Blank look. “Barfly with a laptop?” Face lights up with recognition. “Oh, Jerry! We don’t do last names. Where is he now?” “Prague.” “So he finally made it. What a random place to go.” “Not really,” says I, “his brother lives there and they have some good beers and the hottest waitresses in Eastern Europe there.” “Well,” she lowers her voice and bends to where I am sitting so only I can hear, “he was so much fun to flirt with, he could have had me in his lap instead of that damn computer if he had ever only asked.”
I’m working on my ability to traverse from reality to fiction seamlessly in my writing. Can you tell my comment above where I started making things up?
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Keith, I’m going to say that “Face lights up with recognition.” is the beginning to your lies!
It’s not nice to tease Jerry Beary with tales of his long lost harum.
Keith – did it seem odd to be at Callahan’s and not find me there?
I could imagine Leah (rhymes with beeuh) saying the random bit, but somehow I don’t think she was pinin’ for my lap. The only question to me is would you mention hot waitresses? I think not.
I think the fiction starts right after “beer”. Most of my fiction follows beer as well.
One cool thing about you being in Czech, is that our timezones are compatible. You’re up, and online, and the “Now playing” sidebar is often working for me. Speaking of which, it’d
be cool to see a “Now Drinking (insert here) beer” sidebar, although that’d require work since you’d have to type that in.
I forgot to ask if you tried leaning into the curves on your way back to San Fran?
Fiction started immediately after “his brother lives there.” Darn, I guess I’ll have to keep working on my transitional skill.
What was funny about going to Calahans was not looking for your car in the parking lot, knowing that there wasn’t a chance at all that you’d be there. I never thought it was guaranteed you would be there on the random nights we went (although the last several times were all “hits”) but the possibility of running into you there was always enticing, secondary only to what guest beers they had on tap that night.
The now playing sidebar was stuck for a while while my computer was down. It’s back up for now, but had a problem while I was installing the OS on my external drive – now that drive won’t mount even though the diagnostic software says it’s fine. On that drive also is the bulk of my music collection, which after all these months I was really looking forward to hearing.
Technology. Who invented all this crap anyway?
The ones I loved were “pimp my Peterbilt” and “Six-Bucket Coltrane.”
Pat and I have been speculating on what might happen if we got Xzibit to redo our sailboat — it’s in about as sorry a shape as any of the cars Xzibit deals with.
Six Bucket Coltrane – What a great name for a band!
You may call me “Mr. 7000”.
Yep, that’s right. I am visitor number 7000. I was also visitor number 6,998 and 6,999 which made for a pretty nervous 45 minutes, but perseverance (and everybody else being either too busy or already on Thanksgiving vacation) paid off.
Everything you couls ever possibly want to know about Bob’s triumphant v7K:
Domain Name: hearthnhome.com’? (Commercial)
IP Address: 192.237.62.#'(Various Registries – MultiRegional)
Language Setting: English
Operating System: Microsoft WinXP
Browser: Internet Explorer 6.0
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 6.0; Windows NT 5.1; .NET CLR 1.1.4322) tsk, tsk
Time of Visit: Nov’24’2004”12:11:48’am
Last Page View: Nov’24’2004”12:58:22’am
Visit Length: 46 minutes and 34 seconds
Page Views: 4
Referring URL
Visit Entry Page: http://homepage.mac….gjs/iblog/index.html
Visit Exit Page: http://homepage.mac….gjs/iblog/index.html
Time Zone: UTC-8:00
PST – Pacific Standard Time
PDT – Pacific Daylight Saving Time
Visitor’s Time: Nov’23’2004”3:11:48’pm
What we have here is a well-documented waste of more than three quarters of an hour of company time. All I can say is bravo, and happy holidays. Note that simply reloading the page will not increment the counter. The system assumes if you load the page within half an hour, that it is part of the same visit. Bob quite correctly realized that he had to wait to reload, and during that time someone else might have snaked the most-coveted Mr. 7000 award.
Well, Bob, your panache and je ne sang froid paid off, and you are indeed Mr. 7000.
Upon further review, It’s worth nothing that Bob was neither 6998 nor 6999. While he was fruitlessly reloading pages, other people got those numbers. Which just goes to show that Mr. 7000 was, in the end, lucky as hell.
I’m not sure how it works, but if I go to the site meter (which tells me there has been 7,017 visitors) and count back 17, it is adelphia.net and not Bob at all, what’s up with this “declared” victory without evidence?
Mr 7000 has a nice ring to it. Lots of bling bling cache’. What more do you need for a hip hop career than a good name? Bob, you’re well on your way.
a) get cool name – check
b) cut record
c) pimp out your suburban
d) sit back and reap the cash. Your kids will be the coolest kids at school.
While it is disappointing, it is certainly not surprising that certain fractious elements of our community (sniff) would stoop to attempting to dispute the validity of my victory. Rather than concocting conspiracy theories (and speaking of which, I also wouldn’t be surprised if pL was hacking into the site meter right now to unhang some chads), they should reread Jer’s post, accept the fact that I will rule for the next millenium (of visitors that is), and get over it!
I did get some work done during that 45 minutes, but I was understandably distracted. I had thought the wait time for discrete vists was 20 minutes. Now I know its half an hour. Oh well, I’ve always said “I’d rather be lucky than good.”
Warning! Here is how the DNRC-Newsletter (copied here without the permission of Scott Adams) characterizes blog readers:
Dear Dogbert,
Lots of people write blogs, but I’ve never heard of anyone who actually reads them. What’s up with that?
Kurt
Dear Skirt,
Blogs exist to fill the important market niche of writing that is so dull that your eyes will burrow out of the back of your head to escape. People do read blogs, usually by accident, sometimes on a dare, but those readers are later mistaken for Mafia victims with what appears to be two holes in the back of their heads. On closer inspection, you might find their eyeballs clinging to the drapes directly behind them. Unless the cat gets them first.
Sincerely,
Dogbert
OK, if you made it past the warning and are still reading …
In keeping with our blog’s philosophy that no details (e.g. pets, travel plans, etc.) are too mundane, I will now reveal the secret to my 7K success:
Declare victory and then attack the credibility of anyone who dares to question it. (Oops, wrong secret.)
Actually, I will be starting a new job. I will be going to work for Honeywell’s Electronic Materials group in Spokane. As much as I liked visiting Ken in Minneapolis, I got tired of Hearth & Home “inviting” me to move there. Instead, my family & I will get to stay in Eastern WA and I will get to learn how to say “sputtering target” without spitting or stuttering (which is how I believe the word was invented).
Consequently, my tenure with HHT will run out at the end of ’04 and my personal “best time” (so far) for employment longevity will end up 10 days shy of 4.5 years.
Hm. I’m starting to suspect the SiteMeter’s numbers may not always be in synch. I counted multiple times when I verified Bob–I mean, Mr 7k’s–claim, but there was something that bothered me about it. Now when I count I get that it was two visitors after Bob that the magic number was reached. Which would make sense, as according to Bob he showed up as 6998 and reloaded every twenty minutes.
But, as the Olympic committee has admitted, judging is not an exact science. (Look elsewhere for my rants about what makes a real sport.) I think once the medals ceremony has taken place one must move forward rather than look back, and resolve to repair the sport through the formation of several commissions and review panels.