Das eez kaput! Sometime around 2002 I spaced the entire database table that mapped individual entries to categories. Such is life. What follows is a random sampling of entries that were associated with the category. Over time, the entries will be updated and then it will be even more confusing. Wander around, though, it's still a fun way to find stuff.
[A]lthough I can't really control what people do with the HTML when they download it, I can damned well ensure that URLs in mail I send don't end up on the web and being a liability.
In the mess hall, soldiers bound for the field gorge themselves on ice cream and doughnuts, not so much for the culinary pleasure but rather to stockpile memories.
Categories
and
Zeldman
functions are gone, added support for REST interface (including 2-url
form) and support for RPC categories. Still considering whether or not
to submit this to the CPAN. see also :
docs
They declared the game, particularly as played by summer-season swells who swoop in and out on private jets, to be a kind of recreational poison that is slowly but surely killing the clam-digging, beachcombing, plaid-shirt-wearing soul of Martha's Vineyard.
"A golf course is the epitome of suburban leisure and affluence," said James Athearn, a commission member from Edgartown who voted against the new course. He described golf as a cultural steamroller that was crushing "the character and identity that we are trying to preserve."
I do not question that we have a vicious, abhorrent enemy that opposes most of what I cherish — including democracy, pluralism, secularism, the equality of the sexes, beardless men, dancing (all kinds), skimpy clothing and, well, fun. And not for a moment do I question the obligation of the American government to protect the lives of its citizens. What I do question is the pseudo-declaration of pseudo-war. These necessary actions should not be called a "war." There are no endless wars; but there are declarations of the extension of power by a state that believes it cannot be challenged.
Prepotency \Pre*po"ten*cy\, n. [L. praepotentia: cf. F. pr['e]potence.] 1. The quality or condition of being prepotent; predominance. [Obs.] --Sir T. Browne. 2. (Biol.) The capacity, on the part of one of the parents, as compared with the other, to transmit more than his or her own share of characteristics to their offspring. web1913
Sesquipedal \Ses*quip"e*dal\, Sesquipedalian \Ses`qui*pe*da"li*an\, a. [Sesqui- + pedal: cf. F. sesquip['e]dal, L. sesquipedalis.] Measuring or containing a foot and a half; as, a sesquipedalian pygmy; -- sometimes humorously applied to long words. web1913
sesquipedalian adj 1: given to the overuse of long words; "sesquipecalian orators"; "this sesquipedalian way of saying one has no money" 2: (of words) long and ponderous; having many syllables; "sesquipedalian technical terms" [syn: {polysyllabic}] n : a very long word (a foot and a half long) [syn: {sesquipedalia}] wn
Better than categorically fantastic.
ex. The taste is fantasmagorical.
1. To like or prefer heavily. 2. To have strong interest in a person or object.
ex. 1. I sweat the new wu-tang cd. I sweat Carolyn when she wears anything.see also : sweat dict-ified
Precipice \Prec"i*pice\, n. [F. pr['e]cipice, L. praecipitium, fr. praeceps, -cipitis, headlong; prae before + caput, capitis, the head. See {Pre-}, and {Chief}.] 1. A sudden or headlong fall. [Obs.] --Fuller. 2. A headlong steep; a very steep, perpendicular, or overhanging place; an abrupt declivity; a cliff. Where wealth like fruit on precipices grew. --Dryden. web1913
precipice n : a very steep cliff wn
Blandishment \Blan"dish*ment\, n. [Cf. OF. blandissement.] The act of blandishing; a word or act expressive of affection or kindness, and tending to win the heart; soft words and artful caresses; cajolery; allurement. Cowering low with blandishment. --Milton. Attacked by royal smiles, by female blandishments. --Macaulay. web1913
blandishment n 1: flattery intended to persuade [syn: {cajolery}, {palaver}] 2: the act of urging by means of teasing or flattery [syn: {wheedling}] wn
Jocund \Joc"und\, adv. Merrily; cheerfully. --Gray. web1913
jocund adj : full of or showing high-spirited merriment; "when hearts were young and gay"; "a poet could not but be gay, in such a jocund company"- Wordsworth; "the jolly crowd at the reunion"; "jolly old Saint Nick"; "a jovial old gentleman"; "have a merry Christmas"; "peals of merry laughter"; "a mirthful laugh" [syn: {gay}, {jolly}, {jovial}, {merry}, {mirthful}] wn
my $radio = Blogger->new(engine=>"radio"); $radio->Proxy(PROXY); $radio->Username(USERNAME); $radio->Password(PASSWORD); my $postid = undef; $postid = $radio->newPost( postbody => \"hello world", publish=>1); $postid = $radio->metaWeblog()->newPost( title=>"hello", description=>"world", publish=>1); my $post = $radio->metaWeblog()->getPost(postid=>$postid); $radio->metaWeblog()->editPost( postid=>$postid, title => $post->{title}." edited", description => "wakka wakka wakka", categories => [ "Perl" ], publish => 1, ); $radio->deletePost(postid=>$postid);
ls -laR
command to an FTP client and and pipe it through to a series of SAX
handlers/filters that ended with a single representation of all the
changes. I suppose you could run a daemon on the server-side, every (n)
minutes and output a dotfile for the client to read. Or maybe run a
stand-alone XML-RPC server, at the remote location, that returns a data
structure of the directory layout. If you assume that the server has
more processing power/tools than the client, there could be a second
method that accepted an XML representation of the client-side directory
structure that returns a list of changes. But the point is ...the point
is that some pointy-head somewhere is going to seize on this as an
opportuntity to write YA markup language... that this is really just a
daemon
with a dumb GUI for storing paths and an authentication. I wonder how
hard it would be to hack the
Amphetadesk
framework to do this since it's essentially the same concept : every
once in a while, do something over here with this login. see also :
XML::Directory
and
I'd love to retire XML::Handler::2Simple in favor of the forthcoming
XML::Simple
Surreptitious \Sur`rep*ti"tious\, a. [L. surreptitius, or subreptitius, fr. surripere, subripere, to snatch away, to withdraw privily; sub- under + rapere to snatch. See {Sub-}, and {Ravish}.] Done or made by stealth, or without proper authority; made or introduced fraudulently; clandestine; stealthy; as, a surreptitious passage in an old manuscript; a surreptitious removal of goods. -- {Sur`rep*ti"tious*ly}, adv. web1913
surreptitious adj 1: marked by quiet and caution and secrecy; taking pains to avoid being observed; "a furtive manner"; "a lurking prowler"; "a sneak attack"; "stealthy footsteps"; "a surreptitious glance at his watch"; "someone skulking in the shadows" [syn: {furtive}, {lurking}, {skulking}, {sneak(a)}, {sneaky}, {stealthy}] 2: conducted with or marked by hidden aims or methods; "clandestine intelligence operations"; "cloak-and-dagger activities behind enemy lines"; "hole-and-corner intrigue"; "secret missions"; "a secret agent"; "secret sales of arms"; "surreptitious mobilization of troops"; "an undercover investigation"; "underground resistance" [syn: {clandestine}, {cloak-and-dagger}, {hole-and-corner(a)}, {hugger-mugger}, {hush-hush}, {on the quiet(p)}, {secret}, {undercover}, {underground}] wn
Any kind of green beans will work, although thinner beans, like delicate, flavorful [sic] haricots verts, should be added a minute or two later than common green beans.After pausing for a moment, I decided to consult the venerable Robert & Collins (how can you not love a dictionary that has a translation for the term fuckwit ?) which defines the French to English translation for haricot vert as French bean. However, there is no listing for the French bean in the English to French translation and, indeed, green bean is translated as, well, haricot vert. Further research yielded nothing from the Joy of Cooking and all that The New Basics, that penultimate of yuppie cookbooks which can atleast be counted on to make much ado about these sorts of silly distinctions, had to say was that French green beans known as haricots verts are "slender and delicate". And before you say it, a broad bean is known as a feve , although I for one have no idea where the accent circonflexe is on this dastardly keyboard...
Who is this Elizabeth Nickson at the National Post? Check her column in the Nov.2 edition of that paper. And I have to know, Eric Metcalfe--has been or cutting edge?
...I've heard of Elizabeth Nickson before but I couldn't tell you much about her. The Post is a goofy right-wing paper, founded by a crank publishing magnate who eventually gave up his Canadian citizenship so he could get peerage in the British House of Lords, that would like nothing more than to see Canada dismantled and become a protectorate of the U.S. In fairness, they do have a pretty broad stable of columnists but they specialize in right-wing nutbars.
As for Dr. Brute, never heard of him. I'm sure if I'd signed up for Revolutionary Post-Modern Canadian Art Theory class I would have had to write a paper on him.
But as silly as Ms. Nickson's position may be -- though not without some merit, no one said government funding meant paying for 75% of an organization's operating budget -- I find myself more annoyed with Mr. Metcalfe. That he apparently couldn't find it in himself to stand there and argue the benefits of state-sponsored support for the arts is pretty damning all by itself.
dude, where's my car
This document uses CSS kung-fu and a small amount of JavaScript for rendering its contents. Efforts have been made to separate the form from the content so if you are viewing this in a text-based browser it shouldn't be an issue.
On the other hand it may look funny if you are viewing it in a browser with incomplete CSS and/or JavaScript implementations. Internet Explorer 6 comes to mind.
It's not that I don't love you. However, my time is limited and I no longer feel very good about spending it working around any one browser's inconsistencies with little, or no, confidence that they will ever be fixed or otherwise made more inconsistent at some later date.
On the other hand, if something is down-right unreadable please let me know and I will endeavour to fix it.
yes, we have no bananas
This page may not validate. It's not that I don't care, it's just that I'm not aware of it yet. Part of the reason that I rewrote the entire back-end for managing this site is that the old stuff made it too easy for these kinds of mistakes to slip through the cracks.
See also : W3C::LogValidator.pm
it's the software, stupid
metaWeblog
object rather than simply overriding the Blogger API methods; something anyway. Currently these methods are only available through the Blogger.pm "radio" engine . Props to Dave for setting up the public site for testing.