If you’ve been trying to reach me via my hotmail account and a message got bounced back to you, it’s ’cause I seem to be getting mailbombed by a single spammer. I woke up this morning to roughly 1200 duplicate messages in my junk folder and a warning from hotmail that I had exceeded my account limit and any further mail would be returned to sender.

About an hour goes by, I fiddle around with my morning work, check my mail again, and what do I see? About sixty *more* spams, same as before. Today’s hobby is emptying my hotmail trash bin.

Ricardo Alberich and co-workers at the University of the Balearic Isles in Spain, are tracing the evolution of the Marvel Universe in detail. They hope to understand which non-random features of real social networks are a consequence of the way people interact, and which follow from more general principles about network growth.
Read the article.
Thanks to the folks at Pffft! for this one.

Ok, so I finally saw ep. 2 last night. Bill had already given away most of the major plot points, but it was still fun, and the critics can all go to hell. Seeing that logo come up on the screen and hearing John Williams music play…. that never gets old. The action was great, the sets and costumes were beautiful - and of course, we are running headlong to the great sucking badness that is Anakin’s destined doom. You just aren’t allowed to enjoy a happy ending with this series, ’cause you know too much. But still, fun was had.

So I wasn’t too happy with the analysis options Pair gave me by default, so this afternoon’s project was to get my own copy of Analog and see what I could do with it. And damn, but I learned some stuff. Like command line edits don’t have to be that scary. Ditto for config files. And now I have much more data at my fingertips.

Google is my friend and sends a lot of folks my way.

There are very few links to this site from other places, but a lot of direct bookmarks.

Most of the folks coming here are from the US, Canada, or Australia, but there are hits from the entire frickin’ globe. Wow.

A couple of folks were looking specifically for *me* and not for something Buffy or quote related. (Feeling silly and special now….)

And now I head off for a blissful three day weekend…. the joys of sleeping in. Or at least until the cats decide that it’s feeding time.

Cat’s meows evolved to manipulate humans. As any cat owner could say - duh. Sometimes it takes scientists so long to figure out very simple things.

Here’s something I don’t run across too often - a really original fic. And it’s X-books - my first major fandom. But there are pics of mostly naked people here, so if you’re too young or too squeamish, be warned and all that. Imaging the X-Men

Today may be the day I brain a random co-worker. And on that note, the quote of the day…

When I’m old, I don’t want them to say of me, “She’s so charming.” I want them to say, “Be careful, I think she’s armed.”
-G. Stoddart

May should be warmer than this, I’m pretty sure of that. But, well, Saturday was beautiful. And Sunday became the day wherein we saw several old friends, none of whom we’d seen in less than 8 months. So, very cool. And one of the old friends is getting married, so there will be that towards the end of the summer. Plenty of time for us to actually meet the husband to be and Bill to put the fear of, well… Bill into the boy. (It’s his little sister getting married. It’s incumbent upon him to be grumpy and menacing.)

Anyone who’s had to work with me can tell you that I am not the biggest fan of flash…. and yet I just found the most demented and addictive little flash game. Ant city - wherein the point is to move a gigantic magnifing glass over a teeny tiny city… and fry people. This is better than the sims.