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| Monday, June 25, 2001 |
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Looking better 
Say how?
| | When I search Google for my Doc Searls (with quotes) at home, I never get more than about 500 documents. When I do it at work, it goes up to about 14,000. That's been the case for two days now. If I search for searls + weblog, I get less than 500 at home and around 8000 at work. "Searls" alone gets around 25000 at home but only about 15000 at work. Any idea what's up with that? |
| | I just noticed that dave+winer gets just 294. Dave Winer gets 271. Something is screwy. What happens when you guys click on those links? |
Wanted: a Strawberry Cheerios colonic
Never blog without a Net
| | Thanks to John Wunderlich for his kind words, as well as a gentle email request that I fix the 404 in LinuxForSuits.com to the Journalism 2.0 editorial I wrote for the June issue of Linux Journal. Unfortunately I can't fix that right now because the machine that intermediates my changes there is currently packed deep in a moving truck locked in the back of a secure lot somewhere in Goleta, CA. |
| | I harbor the same columns, however, at Reality 2.0, my essay archive at the Searls.com site. Turns out that one featured a 404 too, but I just fixed it. All is now linkable. Far as I know. |
| | Related, if irrelevant: this Letter from Samuell Searls to his mother was probably penned my Great-great grandfather. The answer to the question here (and context here) is: Tory. Why only two greats? Well, my line of male Searls tend to produce sons at advanced ages. Samuell here was born in 1750 or so, I think. His son Allen Samuel Searls was born in the early 1800s. Allen's son George Washington Searls — my grandfather — was born in 1863. My father, Allen Henry Searls, was was born in 1908. I was born in 1947. And my youngest son was born in 1996. Among those the smallest spread, I think, was between my father and me: 39 years. |
Now it gets creepy
| | I think everybody lost this one. Anything that makes 404s where there used to be authoritative links is a Bad Idea. |
| | I'm a freelancer. Once my writing is out in the world (whether I get paid for it or not, and where ink meets paper I usually do), I don't care what happens to it. What I write isn't "content." It's not a commodity. It's something meant to share — to educate, amuse, inform, whatever. It does me no good sitting in a drawer waiting for somebody else to buy it. |
| | We've got to get past the idea that everything we do, or say, or write, or perform, has to be conceived as some kind of manufactured product. What's valued most in this place is authority, not scarcity. |
Real pain, part #$%&*
| | In order to hear something I want to quote off Fresh Air (the thing about Bialystock I mentioned a couple weeks ago), I needed to download a new Real player. So I did. It just crashed (Type 3 error). The rest of the apps are still up, which is nice, but jeez. |
| | Earth to NPR: MP3s, Vorbis... anything but Real and Windows Media Player. Please. |
Blove rolling
| | Love grows wild in blogland. |
Diminishing returns
| | Yesterday when Jeffrey and I arrived near our hiking destination up in the Santa Ynez Mountains, I asked him to hand forward the trail guide book from the back seat. "It's not here," he said. "Where is it?" I replied. "On the roof of the car." |
| | Then I remembered. Just before rushing off, I parked the trail book on the roof along with two bottles of cold water, a camera and three rolls of exposed film in Costco envelopes. So I called Joyce on the cell phone and asked her to go back to the street in front of the apartment to see what, if anything, was recoverable. |
| | The answer was: nothing. The camera was busted. The water bottles were flattened, along with two of the three film rolls. The third was missing. The trail book was run over and then soaked by a sprinkler. |
| | But hey: we still had a good time. It started when Jeffrey pointed out that Camino Cielo meant "sky road" in Español. I asked him the Spanish word for cloud. He said "thrust." "Really?" I asked. "It's like 'dust,' but not the same," he replied. Later on our hike he asked me what suggest meant. I said "It's like recommend." "Then what's the difference?" "Recommend is a little stronger." "Why?" "Hey look! There's another buzzard!" "Isn't that a vulture?" "Same thing." "What's the difference?" |
| | By the way, the trail book, which I'll replace, is by Ray Ford. At the moment I can't find a link to it, but when I do I'll put it here. |
Arg, Part X
| | For some reason IE is barely connecting this moring on the Titanium. Doing a blog under the circumstances is handbasket work. |
| | The whole blog I did a couple hours ago didn't take at all. Lost the whole thing. Not a huge deal, but still a pisser. Let's see if this one takes. Ah. It does. |
| | Now I see DSL Reports gets this test result over the T1: "Speed 1284(down)/1019(up) kbps." Go figure. |
| | The old standby G3/333 keeps giving me Type 2 crashes with IE. Then it takes ten minutes to start up. No idea why. Neither Norton nor DiskWarrior find any problems. |
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