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[DeepAsleep]

Oh, and by the way...

Happy Valentine's Day!

 

[Sabina_Tolchovsky]

Ohhhhhh! look....meat, with all the attatchments!

 

[flyguy69]

Oh, and by the way...

Happy Valentine's Day!

Meat and tools. That's a man's gift if I ever saw one!

 

[wildsweetone]

Thank you. "Whatever will be, will be" (I can't stand the pressure of making a promise, and I truly dislike it when I don't keep one). For the time being I've started a special purpose blog on

poemath​

to report there what's going on that website.

Best regards,

Senna Jawa

busy man! poemath is looking good and is very easy on the eye. i'll check in from time to time and see what the cheese tastes like. *smile* have fun with the site.

 

[Senna Jawa]

busy man!

Indeed, much more than I care. Yesterday all I did was to type in the table of references to the Chinese poetry. To develop a website means to be by myself what in the past used to be an entire team. In the past an author would simply provide a manuscript, and that's all. Today very few people realize that "manuscript" means something written manually. The rest was done by designers, editors, correctors, printers, ...

The new subpage, hard references, is of course still under construction, but at least you may print the Chinese table, and then go to a library, bookstore... You may even do some related googling.

It worries me a lot that I am not using any speller. The word editors which I have on my mini-Mac seem to mess up the text underneath. That's fine most of the time but not when I am doing html in the most elementary way (down to the wires, as hardware people would say). For this reason I am using vi (or vim to be exact), which to me is a very tiring editor, and it does not check the spelling. Frankly, I know very little about all these things, which makes life harder.

If anybody would point me to my grrrErrors, I would appreciate it greatly (grrreatly ).

poemath is looking good and is very easy on the eye. i'll check in from time to time and see what the cheese tastes like. *smile* have fun with the site.

Thank you for your kind words. Thank you and Angeline for visiting my website. I intend to address at poemath the q's which have arised or may arise at this forum. I may provide some such comments first in the blog there.

It's hard but good to have poemath. Relaxing. Finally I can state my opinions without being labeled in any of the many nasty ways, without being called ugly names. What a relief.

Best regards,

Senna Jawa

PS. An earlier poemath

 

[Maria2394]

Cleaning up after bachelors is taxing. I hum every task in bluenotes, "moppin' de flo', massa, lawd, lawdy, moppin' by de back do', massa, lawd, lawdy, ain't 'nuff Fabuloso to scrub 'dis place clean, lawd, lawdy..."

But I quit my job and I figure I've gotta earn my keep somehow. If being the only one who cleans daily can buy me some slack, I'll take it.

Idleness eats my brain, anyway.

The kitchen's clean, and I'm about to start on the livingroom.

....Eyeing a pile of samurai swords and comic books.

Bunch of goddam Ninja Turtles.

GRAH.

~R

My oldest daughter worked for "SAM" for 2 years when she was a young teen, then again for a year recently. In the photo lab. She liked her actual work, but she would come home crying often at how the management treated employees. And what you said about the OT? Well, there were times she HAD to work and get OT because someone else didnt show, but then they would make her stay at the site and couldnt leave even though she was off the clock, technically to erase the OT.
a I applied at Wal MArt 3 times in my life and feel very fortunate they didnt hire me. I woudl rather be broke than broken



congrats on your quitting~!!!

 

[Tzara]

It's a lovely day here today, clear and cold (at least it's cold for us—right around freezing). I woke up around four this morning and couldn't go back to sleep. The moon was very bright.

My cable internet was down last week and I was using my dial-up account as backup. Sheesh, what a pain! I was stuck with dial-up for almost a full week and that brought home how dependent I am on the internet, both for my job and for general life. I'm not sure why I still get a newspaper any more since I read most of my news off the net.

I thought I might have to fly to Montana this week, but it looks like that's off for now. The customer who is evaluating the software has gone quiet—bad sign—and is not returning our phone calls. On the bright side, I did get a check for a technical article I published last month. So I guess I can still play around at writing poems for a bit longer.

Conference call in ten minutes to talk about "professional enrichment," which is a euphemism for "dopey management administration task that one has to complete to stay employed." I'll spare you the details, assuming I can remember them five minutes after the call.

I think I'll go for a walk at lunch.

 

[wildsweetone]

Indeed, much more than I care. Yesterday all I did was to type in the table of references to the Chinese poetry. To develop a website means to be by myself what in the past used to be an entire team. In the past an author would simply provide a manuscript, and that's all. Today very few people realize that "manuscript" means something written manually. The rest was done by designers, editors, correctors, printers, ...

The new subpage, hard references, is of course still under construction, but at least you may print the Chinese table, and then go to a library, bookstore... You may even do some related googling.

It worries me a lot that I am not using any speller. The word editors which I have on my mini-Mac seem to mess up the text underneath. That's fine most of the time but not when I am doing html in the most elementary way (down to the wires, as hardware people would say). For this reason I am using vi (or vim to be exact), which to me is a very tiring editor, and it does not check the spelling. Frankly, I know very little about all these things, which makes life harder.

If anybody would point me to my grrrErrors, I would appreciate it greatly (grrreatly ).

Thank you for your kind words. Thank you and Angeline for visiting my website. I intend to address at poemath the q's which have arised or may arise at this forum. I may provide some such comments first in the blog there.

It's hard but good to have poemath. Relaxing. Finally I can state my opinions without being labeled in any of the many nasty ways, without being called ugly names. What a relief.

Best regards,

Senna Jawa

PS. An earlier poemath

-can you type your main info in a document and check it for errors and then transfer it into a text document adding your html around it?

-i wonder if there is a freebie software program that can error check inclusive of the html. somebody in this forum might know, or WeirdHarold...?

it's funny, just when we know a little more about how things work and how to get them to work a little better, we realise just how little we know. *smile*

there is the reward of satisfaction when we've worked through a challenge such as the pages you are setting up. each achievement is something to savour (in my opinion).

and you're also right... there is a marked difference in the language used between writing as you are for those pages, and writing answering PMs or comments. more formal written language used for the former and more chatty slang used for the latter. that's just a fascinating facet of the internet. and misunderstanding those basics is where a lot of problems occur in emailing. net etiquette is not a required pre-requisite for internet users.

 

[Sabina_Tolchovsky]

My lips are thin and drawn back today, the fangs are out and I am growling.


The sun is bright and I am in no mood for play...I feel like ripping someone's still beating heart from their chest. I am very very angry with someone who should know that I don't need to relax anymore. No, means NO. It does not mean you can touch my leg or any other part of me after I say No. It means get your fucking hands off me. I hope your balls are bruised for the next week.

Someone please tell me all men are not the same...please, make it the truth.

 

[DeepAsleep]

My lips are thin and drawn back today, the fangs are out and I am growling.


The sun is bright and I am in no mood for play...I feel like ripping someone's still beating heart from their chest. I am very very angry with someone who should know that I don't need to relax anymore. No, means NO. It does not mean you can touch my leg or any other part of me after I say No. It means get your fucking hands off me. I hope your balls are bruised for the next week.

Someone please tell me all men are not the same...please, make it the truth.

.......I think it's people, in general.

But, since people in general are shit, you could extrapolate from that that most men are shit.

Not all, mind. I'm a fucking diamond, for instance.

~R
Shining on and on.... and on... ew, maybe I'm shining off... heh.

 

[annaswirls]

I am trying to find a web publishing program myself to put together mannequin envy-- I had Frontpage and now have the mini-mac too (I love it!) The iweb seems too limited in the navigational process-- for having multipaged, multi-tiered pages.

Let me know if you find a program that works better, and I will do the same.

Someone recommended OpenOffice.

Indeed, much more than I care. Yesterday all I did was to type in the table of references to the Chinese poetry. To develop a website means to be by myself what in the past used to be an entire team. In the past an author would simply provide a manuscript, and that's all. Today very few people realize that "manuscript" means something written manually. The rest was done by designers, editors, correctors, printers, ...

The new subpage, hard references, is of course still under construction, but at least you may print the Chinese table, and then go to a library, bookstore... You may even do some related googling.

It worries me a lot that I am not using any speller. The word editors which I have on my mini-Mac seem to mess up the text underneath. That's fine most of the time but not when I am doing html in the most elementary way (down to the wires, as hardware people would say). For this reason I am using vi (or vim to be exact), which to me is a very tiring editor, and it does not check the spelling. Frankly, I know very little about all these things, which makes life harder.

If anybody would point me to my grrrErrors, I would appreciate it greatly (grrreatly ).

Thank you for your kind words. Thank you and Angeline for visiting my website. I intend to address at poemath the q's which have arised or may arise at this forum. I may provide some such comments first in the blog there.

It's hard but good to have poemath. Relaxing. Finally I can state my opinions without being labeled in any of the many nasty ways, without being called ugly names. What a relief.

Best regards,

Senna Jawa

PS. An earlier poemath

 

[wildsweetone]

I am trying to find a web publishing program myself to put together mannequin envy-- I had Frontpage and now have the mini-mac too (I love it!) The iweb seems too limited in the navigational process-- for having multipaged, multi-tiered pages.

Let me know if you find a program that works better, and I will do the same.

Someone recommended OpenOffice.

Open Office is free and apparently works well. I don't know about the publishing side of it but have heard the rest is great.

 

[Tathagata]

Someone recommended OpenOffice.

I , of course, read that as open orifice

 

[DeepAsleep]

I , of course, read that as open orifice

........Did someone say orifice?

 

[champagne1982]

oh no!! y boobie is NOt evil, not in the least. its very pettish, warm and loving. I promise you this, not an evil bone in my boobie

if y boobie = warm and loving, then x boobie = evil boned ?

 

[wildsweetone]

9 - 16/02/06

i stopped on the way home. i swore i would never do it again, and yet here i sit with glass half filled beside me. i'm so useless.

i've been job hunting. went for an interview last week, came in second - somebody with a qualification ahead of me beat me to the post. nevermind i thought, it wasn't for me, something else will come along and in the meantime, i'll keep doing what i'm doing 'cos i love it so much.

well, an hour ago i was told that if they get a full-timer in i'll have three weeks notice. oh sure i can do relieving work and there'll bound to be plenty of that but just not steady or reliable enough to pay for these wretched aids.

last night i found a pink slip of paper... not a hand in your notice, notice, but an 'Imagine This: tongue sliding along your instep' kind of slip. found it in the bathroom. not only does he buy her golden bracelets to dangle from her wrist and play with her kids like he never played with his, but this too?

the boss said, "don't worry! it's unlikely to happen that i'll find someone to work full time. it's only if they work full time that they'll replace you. and even then, who's going to want to do the work you do?"

she also said, "i feel lousy at having to give [the other staff member] notice. i don't have any option. the government regulations require that everyone has to be diploma'd."

i said..."don't worry, you did what you had to do. you had no option. it's part of your job to give people notice and you have given as much warning as you can. it'll be okay. change is inevitable. maybe it's just time for change."

i wish i could rant and rave and scream and shout. i'm sick of all this stuff. there used to be more to life than this rubbish.

and as if this wasn't enough, the other toilet was blocked and guess who had to clear it out. a n d.... That Wretched Cat brought in the house YET ANOTHER gheko to play with.

i think today is not one of my better days, and it wouldn't be half as bad if my head quit screaming for 1 minute.

oh yeah and guess what else... i just read my payslip, they messed up my pay and i'm two days short this week.

can it get worse?

 

[BooMerengue]

i stopped on the way home. i swore i would never do it again, and yet here i sit with glass half filled beside me. i'm so useless.

i've been job hunting. went for an interview last week, came in second - somebody with a qualification ahead of me beat me to the post. nevermind i thought, it wasn't for me, something else will come along and in the meantime, i'll keep doing what i'm doing 'cos i love it so much.

well, an hour ago i was told that if they get a full-timer in i'll have three weeks notice. oh sure i can do relieving work and there'll bound to be plenty of that but just not steady or reliable enough to pay for these wretched aids.

last night i found a pink slip of paper... not a hand in your notice, notice, but an 'Imagine This: tongue sliding along your instep' kind of slip. found it in the bathroom. not only does he buy her golden bracelets to dangle from her wrist and play with her kids like he never played with his, but this too?

the boss said, "don't worry! it's unlikely to happen that i'll find someone to work full time. it's only if they work full time that they'll replace you. and even then, who's going to want to do the work you do?"

she also said, "i feel lousy at having to give [the other staff member] notice. i don't have any option. the government regulations require that everyone has to be diploma'd."

i said..."don't worry, you did what you had to do. you had no option. it's part of your job to give people notice and you have given as much warning as you can. it'll be okay. change is inevitable. maybe it's just time for change."

i wish i could rant and rave and scream and shout. i'm sick of all this stuff. there used to be more to life than this rubbish.

and as if this wasn't enough, the other toilet was blocked and guess who had to clear it out. a n d.... That Wretched Cat brought in the house YET ANOTHER gheko to play with.

i think today is not one of my better days, and it wouldn't be half as bad if my head quit screaming for 1 minute.

oh yeah and guess what else... i just read my payslip, they messed up my pay and i'm two days short this week.

can it get worse?

Plops down on the seat next to her bud... gets a glass half full and turns to her...

Darling, don't you know yet thats how better things come to us? Sure they do! Mother Nature has to fuck w/ us some, but in the end she pulls through. I think geckos are good luck, right? Or am I getting my car insurance confused? *sips some more...

Relax, baby. It'll all be well. I promise.

ohhh, and by the way... Dicky Bird? What the hell is a Dicky Bird? I owe you one, doll!

 

[wildsweetone]

Plops down on the seat next to her bud... gets a glass half full and turns to her...

Darling, don't you know yet thats how better things come to us? Sure they do! Mother Nature has to fuck w/ us some, but in the end she pulls through. I think geckos are good luck, right? Or am I getting my car insurance confused? *sips some more...

Relax, baby. It'll all be well. I promise.

ohhh, and by the way... Dicky Bird? What the hell is a Dicky Bird? I owe you one, doll!

gheckos would be okay if they didn't keep losing their tails in fright. i don't like picking up tails. not at all.

it'll get better? can't see it.

you make a great Dicky Bird, did i ever tell you that?

...

today just got worse. my office lady told me she would go back into work to leave me some cash for the two days work she hadn't paid me for. the 'worse' part comes with she's been dealing with a friend's death and now i'm making her do extra work. god i am really no good sometimes.

 

[BooMerengue]

gheckos would be okay if they didn't keep losing their tails in fright. i don't like picking up tails. not at all.

it'll get better? can't see it.

you make a great Dicky Bird, did i ever tell you that?

...

today just got worse. my office lady told me she would go back into work to leave me some cash for the two days work she hadn't paid me for. the 'worse' part comes with she's been dealing with a friend's death and now i'm making her do extra work. god i am really no good sometimes.

*changes your drink to poison.






just trying to help.


dicky bird. hummmphhh.

 

[wildsweetone]

*changes your drink to poison.






just trying to help.


dicky bird. hummmphhh.

jesus. lolol

i love you. *smooches*

i needed thatr i think. thank you.

 

[Senna Jawa]

I am done with the Chinese and Japanese reference tables

As the title of the post says, the references to the oriental poetry are already on poemath (except for two Chinese-Japanese Zen poetry items, which I will list in a separate table). Now it's time for some occidental references but let me rest my eyes a bit.

WSO, with regard to spell-checking, since I don't have a convenient (clean!) html editor with speller, the easiest thing seems to be to make the html files, then to display them on the screen (all this I need to do anyway, nothing extra so far), then I can copy and paste the text into a word editor with a speller. It's just one more task, one too many.

When it comes to tools, different people like different tools, of course. I like those which I can learn . Also, they should be "clean", meaning that I have the need to know exactly what is happening, I can't do things in the dark. And, finally, I don't want them to impose anything on me, to do things their way, whether I like it or not. These are my shortcomings and limitations. There are some nice html and other tools available for Windows. I don't know about mini-Mac.

Underneath, mini-Mac has Unix, which is great, but today we need things which didn't exist in the time of the unix creation. It's still nice to use unix for all kind of tasks and in general for file handling/searching/....

(I am just mumbling--you guys know all this and more; or you don't care ).

I see that several guys are sharing their personal problems with the forum, which is touching. I used to be on a poetry forum almost totally dominated by teenagers. I was terrified by their problems, didn't know what to say, while they would simply write something like: cheer up, don't worry, it'll get better, you will see. The youngsters and a few older folks coexisted very well.

Best regards,

Senna Jawa

PS. Sabina, you are not the first person to make a pseudo-apology on this forum. If you mean it then apologize directly to the wronged party (and ask that party to forgive you). A general apologetic expression directed into open space is worthless. (At least you didn't make it wishy-washy, conditional, with a bunch of reservations and clauses; why, people--not you--tend to add additional insults on such occasions ).

 

[flyguy69]

... I used to be on a poetry forum almost totally dominated by teenagers. I was terrified by their problems, didn't know what to say, while they would simply write something like: cheer up, don't worry, it'll get better, you will see. ....

Damn, there is a great poem in that!

 

[Maria2394]

its WARM today!! Happy Happy JOY JOYY

I washed my car, mopped my kitchen floor, did 5 loads of laundry and am still so hyper I can barely breathe. I dont even care of it will be a high of 40 on Sunday and monday. My daffodils are about a week away from blooming so that is a good sign but the jasmine is late, its usually the first thing that buds, there is usually a bright yellow hue about the woods by this time of year, that stuf is parasitic, but so lovely.

My youngest daughter has a 5 day weekend coming up and we are going to the coast to visit her dad, well, to get some money, lol, gotta pay them bills, huh.

Funny thing Senna said, about kids saying be happy, it will be okay ( paraphrasing) I am 43 and I still say that stuff...I feel kinda young sometimes and dirt ancient the rest of the time. JUst cant wait till summer when I can run around half dressed soaking up the sunshine. just cant wait

 

[Senna Jawa]

Damn, there is a great poem in that!

I've written one but in Polish. It's among my favorites (like nearly all of them ).

 

[Senna Jawa]

Lit gossip

Is anonamouse and twelveoone the same person?