Er…
What are you doing to my beloved english language?
Quote of the day:
“Please add an inset border around the outside.”
Iloathethehumanrace….
What are you doing to my beloved english language?
Quote of the day:
“Please add an inset border around the outside.”
Iloathethehumanrace….
Te’s at it again, and she’s got Alfred’s voice *down*.
To wit:
“It was good of you to talk to him, Master Bruce.”
“All I did was remind him of… of everything he’s lost.”
“Hm. And we are, of course, fully aware of how useful it is to repress such things so that our pummeling of miscreants will be *extra* violent.”
It doesn’t matter if you’re flipping the customer off. They’re on the other end of the phone line and can’t *see* you.
Of course, for the customer who’s complaining that her brown ink on brown stock label came out without enough contrast, invisible bird giving just isn’t enough.
It finally happened, obviously. I don’t know if I’m 100% happy with it or not, but I think it’s growing on me.
Something I’ve noticed - once I dove into CSS and standards compliance, it’s gotten nearly impossible to prototype a new site look entirely in photoshop. I know a lot of folks who still do it that way, but I’ve found it’s easier just to dive in and start yanking the css file around rather than come up with an image protype that I may or may not be able to produce with the code.
These days, the process goes something like this:
Do not air your dirty laundry in public. ‘Cause I have two friends that are having a sadly public breakup, via LiveJournal. And there are far too many interested players and hangers on, mostly because it is all so damm public. (Linking to any of it would just feed the fire. I’m just grumping off.)
I really don’t get the part where *anyone* would want the world (and seeing as this is the web, world here is meant literally) to know certain things about their personal lives. Of course, I’m so close mouthed about my personal life that I rarely tell even my closest friends when there’s trouble at home. (Though as a result, they’ve gotten pretty good at deducing when Bill and I are having a bad day.)