Saturday, July 26, 2008
This Is Just to Say
I can't get the damn video that was the center of today's post to upload, so I'm having to try to upload it to Youtube so I can post it here that way. The only problem is that I have no idea what my password is and I'm waiting for Hotmail to start working again so I can get the lost password e-mail. So instead of the planned video and commentary, you're getting this placeholder post.
By the way, today's title is a reference to William Carlos Williams' deceptively complex and humorous poem by the same title. Apparently the tiny poem has inspired an entire genre of parody poems like the ones found here, although the best ones can be found on this episode of This American Life. Let the stream finish downloading and then skip forward to the 51st minute of the show to hear them. They're worth it. Of course the rest of the show about a guy who failed at cryogenics is a captivating listen, too.
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Hotmail? Really? That is old-school. I think I'm going to go put on a Nirvana CD and remember our salad days.
It's my trash account. I e-mail from it sometimes because it has some addresses that I don't have in my gmail account, but I use it for filling out internet forms so I don't get a lot of crap in my Gmail account. That and I didn't want to mess with people having to switch e-mail addresses for me.
It's not appropriate for this, but for stuff where it doesn't matter if other people can also see the email, check out Mailinator—you just use <your_address_of_choice>@mailinator.com when a site prompts you for an email, then go check that address at Mailinator; no password, no fuss, and nothing to remember because they wipe the emails after some period of time.
Hank's right. Anything worth subscribing to should not go to hotmail.
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