Double-Glove, Baby!
Yet another reason not to have kids… Rampaging Toddlers.
From an interview Oriana Fallaci took after Gulf War I: “I did what soldiers do.” While I trust her as a source, I am reflexively cynical when moved, and this is heartbreaking, if true.
Argghghghhh…. mumph. Ack. Splat. And did I mention argghghghghhh yet? The Borg sand-fleas o’techno-doom have infested the FTP protocols on my shiny new high-powered laptop . I’m redesigning the website of a writer I met at the Southern California Writer’s Conference last February, and after whacking away a few designs with at my old laptop for a little bit, decided that I needed to install Dreamweaver MX and Photoshop onto my shiny new high-powered laptop the better to go really fast and avoid pixel death. And ya know what? The cheap-ass WS_FTP free FTP program I downloaded so as to avoid buying another license for a really good FTP program for my shiny new high-powered laptop doesn’t wanna connect to writer-dude-in-need-of-redesign’s site. No way, no PASV how, and not even FTPing through the command prompt or using Dreamweaver’s built-in remote site management/FTP utility would work… tits on a rock. Time to get off my ass and spend the lousy $39.95 or so to get a real FTP program.