I’m just getting my new personal site up and running, and figured what the hell. Might as well hop on the blogging bandwagon. I mean, I knew about these crazy insano people who felt like they needed to update the world on their life’s progress, but until Sheryl pointed me toward her page, I didn’t know it had a name. Then it occured to me that the few people who would actually read this page might give a damn about what’s going on in my life. So, I’m devoting my blog to weird, random shit that goes on that doesn’t fall into one of my other categories.
Just as a general update: as of 5:15pm or so today, the only functioning sections of the.details are the wedding info and the blog. I’m hoping to get some more going before long, but I’ve still gotta do laundry with Aaron and do some general cleaning today. Working 12-hour days kinda puts a cramp in my webbing style during the week, although this new cable internet is making me awfully happy.
Today’s music clip: Candy Ass by The Dirtbombs [4.3MB]
Dan informs me that the reason I couldn’t access this account to update my little ol’ personal page for the last month is that my account was “hosed.” The nature of this hosing is unknown, but Dan also informs me that I am the only person who can hose my account. So, I done it, but I don’t know how…
The good news is: 1.) I’m moving out of the dorms forever on Friday; 2.) I now have a Power Macintosh 7100 with 15″ monitor to play with (instead of my IIsi with 13″ monitor); and 3.) I’m almost done with my incredible amounts of final projects.
Which means that I’ll soon be able to play with my personal page, and my new Super 8 toys. Until then, check out my photo portfolio. It’s pretty swank.
This past weekend, a couple of my eBay auctions ended… with staggering results. I sold an antique genealogy book for $152, and a compact Mac carry case for $122. Thanks, eBay! You just helped me pay next month’s rent!
PS – The Photo Gallery, though still in its humble beginnings, is functional! Check it out…
For those of you who haven’t gotten to see “the rock” yet, I decided to post a couple of pics to satisfy the womenfolk out there. (Most of my menfolk friends don’t really seem to care what I’m wearing on my hand. Go figure.)
I haven’t really had the opportunity to give this page the attention I had originally intended. I guess ASP goodies will be added when I’m caught up on classwork and projects for my job… [sigh]
The most incredible thing happened to me on Saturday the 10th. No, it wasn’t just me preparing for a stunning Spring Break in Parma, Ohio.
Aaron, my boyfriend of five years, proposed to me.
So… not only am I now a freelance Graphic Designer for my step-Gary’s company, CMM Specialists, but I’m also Aaron Schnuth’s fiancee.
Yeah… it may have been a less-than-perfect Spring Break, but at least I got to stare at my .38 carat rock for a week and think about my fiance…
Dan says I was showing too much tongue in this picture, so I’ve changed the photo today so Dan won’t have to go get an RSAC rating for my site…
Soon I hope to have some asp running on the site, so I don’t have to actually change the rant and photo daily (or whenever I get around to it). Instead, I can just add some content to a file or directory somewhere and the content will magically update itself…
But not this week. Starting Friday, I’m on Spring Break. Booyah.
PS – If you’re looking at this page using Netscape on a Mac right now… it sucks to be you. Seriously, go turn off stylesheets or go under View->Increase Font Size. It’ll all be better someday. Promise.
This is the first edition of my new and improved personal website. I’m hoping to have some pics, some rants, and some miscellaneous
For now, check out what’s in my CD player (to the right), my daily rant (to the left), and my spiffalicious mint green color scheme and stylesheets.
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Today’s Rant: Patenting Genes
There’s a company in California (I think) that owns the patent to the two known genes for breast cancer. Actually, according to an article in Wired, they don’t own only the gene itself… they must also own the method of isolating it and using it.
This little snag in my research complicates my rant. See, I had been going to bitch about owning a part of nature — it’s like trying to patent a left thumb. However… owning the method of determining the gene’s existence still throws a monkey wrench into the whole works of science. I know for a fact that breast cancer research in some parts of the country has had to be halted due to this patent. There’s just something not right about this…
As far as my little research snafu:
A little learning is a dangerous thing.
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring,
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain
And drinking largely sobers us again.
(PS – If you’re a “religious” person, check out this reference where I found the text of the poem I was looking for. Interesting stuff.)