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Wednesday, December 24, 2003
That Time of Year Yes, it's that time of year -- time to get sick. I've been down for the count for a couple days with a nasty cold. I wish everyone a merry you-know-what, and I look forward to a great 2004.
Friday, December 19, 2003
Stations I'm off on a quick one-day business trip to the Northern California. Some may think it's sad that I look forward to being on a plane because I can get so much work done -- I love to write in public, and an airplane is a wondeful public space. Prior to 9/11, I'd often thought about going to an airport terminal just to write, even if it did cost an arm and a leg to park. Now those days are gone.
Maybe it's time to take the laptop to the train station? Wednesday, December 17, 2003
Easier Just finished sending Dark as Night off to press. That and staying on top of my ETV freelance deadlines means yet again I'm without sleep. I keep thinking it should get easier, but I have to keep remembering it never does. Smoother? Yes. Faster? Hopefully. Better? Definitely. Easier? Nope.
I do have the benefit of listening to an advance of the new CD by Air. Yum. "Cherry Blossom Girl" is heavenly.
Sleepless I went from the sleep-deprived "I'll post to my site all the time" phase to the very real "my fingers ache and I don't want to look at this screen anymore" phase this weekend. But really, while I could certainly be more well rested, I'd be hard pressed to be happier. The Enhanced TV game I'm doing is so unbelievably rad. And right at the stroke of midnight, I just figured out how to color separate the cover for the next UglyTown book DARK AS NIGHT. Here's a secret I'll let slip about the new book's design. Two words: metallic ink.
Sadly, it doesn't look like I'm going to be seeing the last Lord of the Rings before the new year. I hope it'll still be in theaters. I'm joking. Thursday, December 11, 2003
Beleted is Deleted Okay. Perhaps it's just because it's after 4am, but I clicked on my own damn Web site, and the "beleted" scared the living curn out of me.
An Indian Pen When I say that I haven't slept for more than 2 hours per night since Saturday night, I'm really and very sadly not joking. I just finished another magazine article for Smart Computing magazine ... and New York City was thrilling and exhausting (the way NYC should be); although, I'm sad that I didn't get to see many friends -- and I'm also super sad that I didn't get to hit more restaurants. Not to knock the ABC commissary, but that's not where I want to eat when I visit Manhattan.
The most fantastic thing about this trip to New York? I was taking a cab to Brooklyn, and the driver was your standard immigrant; this time, from India. Trying to make conversation (because conversations with taxi drivers are my favorite conversations), I asked Mr. Singh if he liked driving a cab. He glared at me in the rear view mirror. "What else could I do?" Full-on indignation in his voice. What he said next was like an angry Zen aphorism. He grabbed a pen from the dashboard, thrust it over his shoulder, stuck it through the plexiglass window, and said: "If you given only this pen then what you do this?" I didn't answer him, but all I could think was: "You work. You work hard." Sunday, December 07, 2003
JPP in NYC After a long and exhausting week, I'm reading for another ... although this time it's going to be hella cold. I'm heading to New York City to meet with the Enhanced TV folks about the projected I'm working on. It's a short trip -- not nearly enough time for me to enjoy NY, but plenty enough for me to freeze my ass off. Apologies in advance to all my friends in the city whom I won't be able to see. I'll be back as soon as I can.
Thursday, December 04, 2003
The End of the Delete Key Saga Rejoice! After so much frustration, I lugged my laptop to the Apple Store in Pasadena, showed them the glaring white space in my otherwise black keyboard, and gave them the pout. Unbelievably to me, even though I don't have a warranty, they took a spare keyboard, popped off the pristine DELETE key and just gave it to me. Here ya go. No questions asked.
I love Apple. Wednesday, December 03, 2003
Busy = Productive Yoou'd think that I woudn't have any time at all to update this site with the amout of work that's piled up around me.
I just finished a rush scriptwriting job for my new regular client-- DZN, the Design Group (Thank you, Danielle!). I'm crunchhing on deadline for a feature article for Smart Computing Magazine ... in addtion to my regular monthly colu,mmn due next week. And things are super heating up with my enhanced TV game/project. Oh, and there's that whole publishing companny thing. For CHirst's sake, no wonder my DELTE key sio broken!!! BELETED! Tuesday, December 02, 2003
More Deleted Here is the solutioin from Sean Doolittle. Be prepared. -- it's pretty drastic. Seriously.
[[Beleted sound deleted!]] (trust me on this one)
Deleted/Not Deleted The DELETE key on my lovely PowerBook G4 popped off and refuses to go back on. Do you kind people have any idea at all how frustrating it is to write without a damn DELETE key? I'd rather write without the letter E. Oh sure I've tried delicately putting it back in place and gently tapping out soft delete strokes when necessary. Boing! No good. I've tried to type without the key there, just using the strange clit-like appendage that sticks out from where my loved DELETE key used to be. Denied! It's not the same. I've tried to use only the backspace button instead of DELETE -- that drove me crazier than not using DELETE in the first place. I've even resorted to trying to use the mouse to select my deletions and retype over them. Alas, I have no patience for that.
Perhaps, my only recourse is to abandon all use tof the dELTET key. Just let mistakes mbe mistakes. It's not like this in sis is an application for the White House is ror or something. -- that doesn't make any sense ... like the White House is some glorified error-free institution. Whatever. I'm going back to longhand, people. I'll see you sometime last centryury.
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