Shadow Gallery - Tyranny

It's kind of like "Hackers, the Musical", with progressive symphonic metal. Reading the lyrics to each song on this page, from top to bottom like a story, will give you an idea of what I mean: http://www.darklyrics.com/lyrics/shadowgallery/tyranny.html

Strong imported Swiss cheese, raw spinach, and wasabi mustard, on a pumpernickel bagel

I know this is going to sound stupid, but I really have no idea what that is. Not sure what qualifies as synthpop and I don't associate alt rock with the 80's. Thought that was a 90's thing, and even in the 90's I wasn't sure what that was.

It's still possible. You can do it with a .htaccess 301 redirect listing the URL's for each post as you move them to Tumblr.

I have always felt that deliberately creating 404's on inbound links was a bad idea. All inbound links should lead to what one expects to find there.

One of the things I have noticed about the internet that really bothers me is that owners of old sites seem to have no trouble getting rid of their old content, especially content related to old software that one might be doing a bit of research about. Hard to find a lot of the troubleshooting info on old 9x apps and old versions of apps. Not everyone runs the latest and greatest, and many have good reasons for not doing so. Can't rely on archive.org for making copies of it all, either.

If you have ever written about an obscure event, ever written about an old app, ever written a how-to, or ever written anything someone just might be searching for, preserve it for the future, somehow, if you can. If it was worth your time and effort to write about it in the first place, it's worth keeping, even if you no longer think it's relevant.

I want to kick a guy that deleted his WinCE 3.0 content, thinking that old stuff wasn't worth preserving. I own and use an old PocketPC that runs that.

I want to kick Microsoft for deleting all the old Win9x KB stuff. I still do volunteer work fixing issues on 9x PC's owned by the poor and elderly.

I want to kick AOL for deleting all the old Help Forum content.

If you delete all your old content, I (or someone else) may someday want to kick you, too.

Herbicide, black plastic, and wood chips.

On the couch?

As a little girl I was gaga over Spock.

Sandals! I wear mine whenever there is no threat of frostbite.

Prioritization and delegation. Do all the important stuff with close deadlines that you can't trust to other people first, let others do the things you know you can trust them doing. You'll find the really unimportant things often just go away by themselves....or they just wait till you have the time. If this is a daily thing and you know the workload wont be letting up any time soon, talk to your superiors about hiring some more help, even if just on a temporary basis. Grunt work should be done by grunt workers which are cheap and expendable. And sometimes interns will do it for free. If you are not a grunt worker and you find grunt work is interfering with the important stuff, definitely bring it up with your superiors.

Hell, yeah! And this time I'd graduate with honors like I should have, instead of spending 3 years avoiding 10th grade before finally dropping out.

An omlet with feta, spinach, and mushrooms...with french fries (don't like home fries or hash browns), a small dish of brown gravy on the side. I dunk my french fries in the gravy. Rye toast.

I haven't assigned you a voice yet. I don't communicate with you enough to cause that to happen. I guess that is a lot better than the Dutch guy that ended up sounding like Yoda in my head when communicating with him daily in our chat room, but sounded like Barry White with a Dutch accent on the phone. No matter how many times I talked to him on the phone he would go back to sounding like Yoda in my head as soon as I returned to the chat room.

It wasn't a fortune cookie. It was one of those Dove Promises candies. It was summer and I was wearing a rather clingy, low-cut, red tank top. My boobs were practically popping out of it (I was home alone and it was during a heat wave). I reached in the fridge for a bit of chocolate and the message inside the wrapper was "You look good in red." Was my chocolate trying to flirt with me?

Cheese!

The RIAA

Dom DeLuise, and we'd go to an all-you-can-eat buffet. :-D

I don't watch TV.

I hate questions that assume everyone is a day person that wants to sleep at night.

Letters would require me to go downstairs and open my mailbox, which I can never seem to remember to do on a regular basis. Text messages would require me to have a phone, right? I don't have one of those....I hate phones. So, I guess of the three, it would have to be email.

If I can offer an alternative to those three, it would have to be private messages via IRC.