God damn slashdot and
the wankers that made
Advogato unusable all
Please, for the love of god, go
This all-too-common failure to extend the courtesy of
warning a site admin prompted me to waste some time hacking
Its functionality, mentioned in passing by someone who
probably wishes to remain anonymous, is to create a
containing a variably-sized frameset, each of which contains
slashdot.org instance, for
with a slashdot.org referer. It's worth mentioning that the
to discourage slashdot from linking to sites without first
them (by making it return garbage
instead of the intended
and not a random DoS
(also note that my employer, of course,
had nothing to do with this).
Anyhoo, Ryan and I
went to apply for our SINs
(social insurance numbers, for the non-great-white-northans).
nice woman who took our form simply copied down the
information, basically verbatim, from the top onto the
bottom. Talk about bureaucracy. I had to walk
the way down there for that?
In other news, the apartment hunt is not exactly going as
planned. I have
three or four unchecked leads, but I'm starting to think
that I might have to settle for something short-term, and
hunt more once the students all move out.
I postponed my appointment with the Rideau
morning (which I hope will become a semi-daily activity) on
account of having fallen on the
stairs last night. Stupid
and their wet stairs.
I was reminded of a somewhat amusing anecdote last night
(over some delicious Thai food).
Ryan, willy, Dave, and I were standing around
in the lobby of the San Francisco
Hilton, and were surrounded by various groups of people,
one of which happened to be a few early-teen kids. We
moved across the lobby and sat down at a table, the kids
stood off to the side looking at us with a bit of
hesitation, or perhaps constipation. Eventually they
decided to just come over and ask us: apparantly, we
look rather like a favourite band of theirs, the name of
which turns up nothing interesting on google (which
probably means that I just mis-heard them). It's too bad
that Ryan informed them otherwise, or they might have bought
us dinner. Maybe you had to be there.
Food of the day: havarti