I'm pretty understanding when web applications require maintenance. I'm all about the maintenance window, and knowing that you eventially you will need to do something that's going to be customer impacting. What I can't figure out is the frequency in which some sites require said maintenance, and the screwed up times that they choose.
Webkinz is down again this morning, 7:39 EST. Prime kid usage time.
Why wouldn't they do maintenance after midnight?
No wonder I am hearing kids screaming outside this early.
:-\
... and I'm feeling the sadness.
The lost, forlorn feeling when a friend is missing.
Especially when I've found
this exotic treasure...
Imagine if you could take the models of ebay, craigslist, wishood…
And you would end up with an application that looks like swap@home, or uexchange.com but on a much bigger, more localized scale.
Bartering and swapping away stuff you don’t want for stuff you DO want.
Imagine if you could integrate it into Facebook, so you could have the added *feel good feeling* of swapping with folks you know. Now imagine that it would be reciprocal - right now, swap@home and uexchange don’t really draw a relationship between what you’ve got and what you need, they stand as independent activities.
What if the application could draw the 7 degrees of separation between you and *Joe*, the person who’s got what you need, *Jane*,the person who’s got what Joe needs, and *John*, the person who wants what you’ve got.
Now think about the goodness that this could do to the environment.
Now think about the goodness that this could do to your wallet.
I was all snuggled in bed, reading
JPod and enjoying a freshly washed quilt when the Wiz rolled in beside me.
Being a normal boy, there was pillow fluffing, quilt fluffing and the requisite *boy adjustments* to be made.
He breathed a sigh of contentment: “Ah, a brief glimpse into the life of man”.
I looked at him in disdain: “Whose glimpse, mine or yours”?
G’night honey.
On the drive home from the cottage last weekend, we piled the kids into a Tim Hortons, enthusiastic for soup and biscuits and an iced cap for dessert. $37 later, the trainee at the counter informed us that they didn’t take debit, or Visa, or Dexit even (which i managed to dig out of my change). Cash, the Tim Hortons Master Card, or a wonky Pay Pass doo-dad.
4 sets of hungry, Timmy glazed eyes shredded the counter boy.
We cancelled our order.
We walked across the street.
To Wendys.
We tell our tale of woe to the counter dude at Wendys. His reply: You wouldn’t believe how much business we get because *they* don’t take debit.
I understand not having a debit system at the majority of the Tim Hortons… but if you are a family, and want to actually eat food at Tims, you’ve got to bring a wee bag of gold. Locations that are close to the 400, the 401 and hockey arenas really should consider alternate payment schemes. Or, rest assured that they are indeed filling the coffers of other fast food establishments.
Funny, I've been a long time
LinkedIn Member, almost 2 years now. I've been a
Facebooker for almost 6 months. For almost a year, my LinkedIn network has grown slowly, very slowly. But now, I'm noticing that there has been a wave of new LinkedIn contacts requesting to become part of my network. Not just friends, those stick to Facebook, but real colleagues who have jumped into the LinkedIn network.
Could it be that there is an increase in LinkedIn users as Facebook popularity grows? Both towers seem to be adding users, both for very different reasons. I'm still of the belief that you don't want to mix business with pleasure, not with the permanence that the internet can bring to your profile and your reputation. I'm curious to know - is maintaining two indenties - for work and for play a common occurrence? Or are folks starting to melt the two together?
Alec Saunders suggests that Facebook will replace the social networking of LinkedIn. What say you?
A Toronto woman has taken her scorn of badly behaved boyfriends to the internet with the launch of a new collaborative, social networking site
dontdatehimgirl.comWith 200,000 hits a day, the behavior of badly behaved boys is being shared, compared and compiled. There are even current photos of the boys to beware of.
Could you imagine the inverse? If a disgruntled man set up a similar site to warn guys about nutty girls? Imagine the feminist chaos that would ensue.
:-)
It's apparently all fair in love and war on the Internet.
Imagine my chagrin! A reference to jules.ca from
The London Guardian!Of course, it was referencing a bizarre article I wrote in my exasperation of
Webkins - as Crack for Kids (and now in enjoyable parent form too!)...
I'm thrilled!
That being said - now I'm wondering if I should re-write it? Or polish?
It's a fine line, writing for a few thousand folks, and writing for zillions. You only get 1 chance to make a good impression on the web.
Bloggers sometimes forget that. ;-)
It's dark at 6:16 am.
I need a sweater to check out the morning glories today, and I realize that each year summer slips by faster than it should. Gone are the days of having what feels like eons to enjoy the break, the lull, the freedom that summer brings. But today, the morning already has that "back to school" feeling.
I'm not disappointed, just sort of rolling in melancholy.
And thinking of socks and turtlenecks.
Thanks to Michael Geist for this one….
Pearl Jam is reporting that AT&T has censored parts of their recent webcast, cutting out references to George Bush. AT&T has since apologized, but it makes you wonder, if it hadn’t been caught, would AT&T have done anything? Would anyone have been the wiser?
I just watched The Dixie Chicks: Shut Up and Sing. Completely taken aback at the insanity that permeates the southern US. It’s an outstanding moving/documentary. Definately worth the watch, even if you aren’t a big country listener. It’s got some significant scenes that document the political fervor in the US during the 1st Bush Administration.
The lyrics that Pearl Jam had censored:
- “George Bush, leave this world alone.” (the second time it was sung); and- “George Bush find yourself another home.”
What The Dixie Chicks said: We are embarrassed that George Bush is from Texas.
In Pearl Jam’s case - it was the fans who brought the censorship to their attention. With the Dixie Chicks, it was the fans who put the pressure on radio stations to stop playing their lyrics. It was the fans who went rabid overnight over their beloved Texan president.
Funny what can change over a few years, eh?
Update on 2007-08-20 12:15 by jules
The Commissioner of the FCC,Michael Copps is now linking the censorship of Eddie Vedder to Net Neutrality issues.
Perhaps this simply isn’t a case of an over-zealous profanity censor. I think I liked it better when carriers were *neutral*. I don’t want my phone company involved in my politics. ;-)
A mystery box showed up yesterday from Mr Brown. That's UPS to you. It wasn't the
signals gift I'm expecting from the wiz, that's still stuck in customs, so says the tracking website. No - this was an under the radar UPS delivery!
And I open a Wii!!! Whooo!! Aiee!
I'm addicted already.
And I am BAD at tennis.
It’s been a busy summer, and I’m pleased to announce the beginning of a new adventure: Floobergeist Foto!
I wonder, after reading this report from the CBC News, if I'm just not drinking enough coffee. I have a bad habit of forgetting the past (maybe it's just having too selective a filter on my memories)....Although, maybe it also has something to do with living in France? ;-)
3 coffees a day keep memory loss at bay for older women: study
It's a fairly good vacation - the kind where you don't feel the urge to turn on a laptop for a few days at least.... but wow - logging into Facebook this morning was better than, well, lots of stuff. 24 messages in my Facebook inbox, pressies galore and about a zillion wall comments.
I am feeling the love.
As birthdays appear on the horizon, often I ruminate on the past year, and do the litmus test of better, worse, happier or not. Good stuff and bad... Once I turned 31, everything seemed to be on the rise, and now... well, there seems to have been a plateau of sorts over the past few years, and the ever so slight decline... I suppose action must be taken, at some point, to adjust the incline again.
Sigh.
No birthday hangover for me.
A.K.A. The Facebook Saga Continues….
Funny, how it’s never far out of the news, and just when you think that things are starting to level off and quiet down with Facebook, something snappy pops out of the ethernet to bring it right back to the top of the headlines….
This week, it’s the lawsuit against Facebook developer Mark Zuckerberg.
It’s also the decision by Telstra (Australia’s Number one telco) to ban employee Facebook usage. Wow - the negative backlash to this is interesting, considering Telstra is trying to portray an image of being an *online* enabler.
What’s it going to be next week? Facebook goes Head to Head with Google?
Facebook saves cat in tree?
Facebook reunites WWII lovers?
Facebook brings researchers the cure for cancer?
:-)
Sitting on my deck this morning, with the first coffee of the day is a treat and a pleasure. It also gives me time to think and dream and ponder. Sometimes I’m trying to figure out a problem, sometimes I’m planning an adventure. This morning I was thinking about how long I’ve had email for, and how bizarrely tied to technology my life is.
It’s been 15 years since my first email address (jkivell@upguelph.ca). Sure - there weren’t alot of places I could check it. I didn’t have a computer 15 years ago. But every morning I would faithfully bike down to the university library, check my email, read newsgroups and monkey around with Archie and Gopher.
Aie.
I’m not sure if I’m more or less productive now with email. Wearable email, at that…. My guess is that productivity has shifted, and for brief bursts of time, my productivity is through the roof, and for other, extended periods of time, I’m about as productive as a broken shovel. Om Malik has an interesting read on mobile email and productivity…
I remember a time, when I was working for ISPs, when I was convinced that internet access would always be free for me. Aha. And it is. But at 56K dialup speed. I couldn’t fathom fast, always on internet service as I was giggling over the thoughts of free internet for life.
I also remember thinking that coding web pages by hand, with raw html was the only way to go. Ahem. Now my editors let me go raw or WYSIWYG, depending on my mood. Progress? Maybe. But I’m lazy now, and have left the technical understanding of CSS and XML to the applications, instead of having to learn how they actually work.
What were *you* doing 15 years ago?
It’s a good time to take a vacation this year. Nothing terribly critical in the next 2 weeks, no complex bids hanging over my head right now. On last year’s vacation I worked more than I played, and despite the success of the work efforts, the rest of the family didn’t see it as such.
This year, I’ve got 9 days to do lots and lots of nothing.
:-)
My Nothing List:
- Improve tan with tan in a tube.
- Go tubing with the chicklets… alot.
- Read Harry Potter
- Take nightime photos of fireflies
- Sleep…. alot.
- Solve a 1000 piece puzzle, where the pieces are *this* small.
- Make Innukshuks
The older I get, I’m finding, the more I want *good things* to last. Of course, I’m not as bad as the wiz, who only wears his most awesome red shirt a few times a year to keep it awesome, but I’m getting into his realm. The Harry Potter came on Saturday. (Thank you to Chapters and Canada Post) And what did I do? I didn’t invest 40 hours in-a-row reading it. Heck no - I packed it along with its predecessor for next week’s vacation. I didn’t even crack the spine to take a peek. Nope, no way, nuhuh. The closest I’m going to come to it may be next sunday morning. On the deck, overlooking 6 Mile Lake, with loons eyeing my steaming coffee.
Pleasure.
Prolonger.
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