Day: January 11, 2003

Who are you?

(Who who, who who)

63.195.114.133 - - [11/Jan/2003:16:32:54 -0500] "HEAD /blog/ HTTP/1.1" 200 0 "-" "Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.15; Mac_PowerPC)"
63.195.114.133 - - [11/Jan/2003:16:32:54 -0500] "GET /blog/ HTTP/1.1" 200 37548 "-" "Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.15; Mac_PowerPC)"
63.195.114.133 - - [11/Jan/2003:16:33:01 -0500] "GET /blog/index.rdf HTTP/1.1" 200 8298 "http://peterjanes.ca/blog/" "Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.15; Mac_PowerPC)"
63.195.114.133 - - [11/Jan/2003:16:33:01 -0500] "GET /blog/rss2.xml HTTP/1.1" 200 5420 "http://peterjanes.ca/blog/" "Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.15; Mac_PowerPC)"

63.195.114.133 is a PacBell dialup address, although there’s an occasional Verizon IP thrown in for good measure. You’re retrieving all three versions of the blog every time I update, and checking it via HEAD every hour.

It’s not a problem, I’m just curious–don’t know many people on the West Coast.

Happy Together

I’m not a big believer in fate, the global unconscious, what have you. Still, coincidence is an odd occurrence even without some grander meaning attached. Take Adaptation, for instance. There’s a scene where John Laroche is looking through a door that has three letters prominently stuck to it; odds are it’s just a cute thing one of the set decorators put on, perhaps as an in -joke. Those letters hold a special significance for me, and to see them appear in a movie (let alone now, and this one, with the à propos subject matter) is just kind of strange.

Oh yeah, the movie? Excellent. I get it. I’m going to see it again tomorrow.

Rubbish!

Our inspection of Chief Kroeker’s refuse reveals that he is a scrupulous recycler. He is also a health nut. We find a staggering profusion of health-food containers: fat-free milk cartons, fat-free cereal boxes, cans of milk chocolate weight-loss shakes, cans of Swanson chicken broth (99% fat free!), water bottles, a cardboard box of protein bars, tubs of low-fat cottage cheese, a paper packet of oatmeal, and an article on How to Live a Long Healthy Life.

At the same time, we find evidence of rust in the chief’s iron self-discipline: wrappers from See’s chocolate bars, an unopened bag of Doritos, a dozen perfectly edible fun-size Nestle Crunch bars, three empty Coke cans.

Willamette Week Online, Rubbish! (via as days pass by)

My first clue that the police chief might be off his diet is the fact that an article on How to Live a Long Healthy Life was discarded in the recycling bin. Who needs Total Information Awareness?