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Oddities short

Son of Spam

Snopes posts a very funny SuperSpam, which is a remix of every spam pitch ever in the format of a Nigerian scam.

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Comics

Richard Corben Fan Site

The Most Complete Comicography of Richard Corben is, well, what it claims to be. Every Corben strip, with dates, writer credits, and excerpts (i.e, lots of Corben art).
If you don’t know who Richard Corben is (underground Comix artist famous for a sword and sorcery strip with a bare naked hero hung like a howitzer), Den by all means, follow the link and find out.

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BlogTalk

Crossposting update

Right, seems to be working, so y’all reading this on LiveJournal, replace with on your friends page, and if I don’t forget to check “synch”, things will come through and the comments will actually be read.

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BlogTalk Software and Programming

Livejournal crossposting

Josh Brown () brought to my attention at ICon that he (and apparently others – looking at you, ) are posting comments to the syndicated feed of my blog at LiveJournal. Now, this is a pretty bad idea, because while those entries show up just fine in someone’s Friends page, from LJ’s point of view, they are just stuff it took from some external web page – there’s no user to notify when someone comments, for example. The result is that I have no idea when someone posts any comment to the syndicated feed, so I miss any comments there. I could direct everyone to my blog, but I think some of them may prefer the LJ commenting system (with preview and spellcheck and whatever).
I also have my own LJ user (), which I use to comment and read friends-only or LJ users only posts.
So I’m experimenting with LivePress, which is a set of WordPress plugins for posting to LiveJournal through WordPress. If these work, I’ll ask my LJ readers to replace with .
And this is my first test post, so it probably won’t work, but here goes.
OK, it works! I must have missed a checkbox or something.

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Blather

Love Don’t Live Here Anymore

Friday morning, I took Suzie to the airport. So it ends, and we begin again.

Suzie and I were together for nine years. When we met, I was living at my parents, studying Biology, writing in a newspaper. She was married (with an adult daughter living at home), studying history, editing and writing in the same newspaper.

She was my first real girlfriend.

I got my own place so I could be with her. I got a job so I could get a place so I could be with her. For nine years, she was the most important person in the world to me, and the closest.

Now she’s gone, to Switzerland, where she will write the next chapter of her life, and the apartment is still filled with the shed skin of her previous life, her life with me. The nails in the walls, bits of laundry and cosmetics, cats (Three in the house, with me, Twenty five in the yard, in the next-door neighbour’s care). Potted plants. Her name on the door.

Suzie and me in my parents' garden

I can’t really tell the story of my life with Suzie, and if I tried to I probably couldn’t stop. I should say that the break-up was friendly, that we both had a lot of time to adjust to the idea, which explains why I’m so muted about it, and that we still love each other. She is the most remarkable woman I have ever met.

I don’t post too much personal stuff to my blog, both because it actually requires me to write something (rather than just re-posting a link). When I do, it’s more often than not a passing thought rather than mentioning anything concrete connected to my life. But there are things I really ought to mention, and I’m alone, for the first time in a decade is probably one of them. So this is a heads-up notice and an obvious cheap plea for sympathy. I’d be grateful if the aforementioned sympathy wouldn’t be in the form of a comment such as:

  1. Gee, I’m sorry.
  2. See, now you can enjoy the perks of being alone (I’ve already practiced this for a couple of months, thanks. Mostly, it sucks).
  3. So, now you can go about pursuing your reproductive destiny.
  4. Well, I never really liked her anyway.

On the other hand, company, affection, and offers to adopt a cat would be very nice to have. I also have lots of things (some of them Suzie’s, like oil paints and boards, some of them mine, like comics and books, a computer monitor or two) that I would like to sell or give away. Come over and take a look.

So we end, and so I begin.