May 23,1997                               
Too Friday
  Limiter
8:02 pm
    ---Friday again. I can't concentrate on anything. It's just TOO friday. It was like that all over the office. Walk into network ops, people are just futzing with their computers (a 1993 study by SBT accounting systems found that 5.1 hours a week are used on futzing. I'm serious.). I spent some time trying to write the scripts to automatically generate stats and rotate logs every day. Errgh. Couldn't finish. Too distracted. I spent some time trying to learn more Java. Couldn't focus. Information was just ricocheting off my skull today.
  Kinkering Kongs
    --- Orson (Webmaster) is gone now. Bruno (other Webmaster) has moved to Marketing. Ron (Programmer) has been moved to Entrust, which is what he was hired for. That means the webteam is now a handful of art directors, interactive designers, a project manager, and on the programming end, Me and Tiffany. Woo hoo! I have an easy time figuring out my work load. I just take the whole task list for programming and scripting and divide by two. Then I add that to the server configuration task list, multiplied by one. Hunh. I can complain all I want about my job, but fact is I'm doing okay for someone who's 20. If I'm shrewd, I can move ahead in my field, gain in rank and prestige, and slowly take over the world. OR, I could promote my band from my position of power. Yeah.

  Your story has become tiresome
    --- It was brought up somewhere that Open pages could use a new logo. Well, seeing as how it's friday and I can't do anything logical, I may as well draw stuff. Oh. I was testing my stats scripts today (the parts that I finished) and as a trial, I ran Sarks access log through it. I don't have a counter on my pages, and I never really paid much attention to the server activity, so what I saw surprised me a bit. Where the heck are all you people coming from? I don't have banner ads. I don't give out awards. I don't apply for awards. I'm not sure what I would search for in order to find my page. O.P. Stats give some pretty weird figures. It seems that thousands of people go to the guy above me's web diary and then hit the next button. The webring stats are broken, I'd say.

    Logos!

    Attempt 1
    The wrinkled one.
    Attempt 2
    The toilet tank lid one.
    Attempt 3
    I realized I don't own any pencils while drawing it.

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