Unless you are terminally dense, you have picked up on my unease over this usage of the verb form of "code". When you saw "Coder:" in an Amiga demo, you knew that the name of the (most likely Asm 68K) programmer would follow. I don't know who first introduced this word to the HTML-flunky community, but it seems to have caught on in a big way with the weekend-HTMLer I-code-web-pages-what-is-assembly-line-code crowd. I guess maybe the C programmers and such managed to discourage the use of the word "programmer". Or maybe it's that the result of HTML "coding" is not a program, but what might look like an extremely easy to decipher CODE! Like, morse code. Orrr little orphan annie secret decoder ring code. Okay, the result of doing HTML is a DOCUMENT... but "documenter" probably wouldn't fly with the glory hungry webMASTERS OF THE UNIVERSE (and He-Man!). Perhaps I could come up with a more appropriate title. Hmm. Hey, wait, I think Ed and I already had some word that referred to people whose megalithic egos rested upon their web page writing job title. Umm..."HTML losers"? Something like that.

"Webmaster". Calling yourself a "Webmaster" because you wrote a personal home page for yourself is like calling yourself "Sysadmin" because you read your email with pine.

Okay... tomorrow FOR REAL I'm going down to U.S. Bank to kick some transfer-of-funds ass. I want my checks and I want them NOW. (I opened a checking account there 9 months ago, and my checks never showed up in the mail.) (Because of this, U.S. Bank Seattle is is unable to do a wire transfer for me.) (I'm trying REALLY HARD to send LOTS and LOTS of money to far away islands where I will never see it again.) Fooky fook fok. When I manage to pay off my debts I will award myself a sony playstation and FF7. I should probably order FF7 now, if I want to see it before the end of the year. Maybe not even then. I will pick up Wipeout XL, too. Annnnd Nanotek Warrior, just because it's so techy.

This ends week 3 without caffeine. I don't even WANT chocolate or soda anymore.

Oh yah. I just remembered the dream I had last night. I was sitting in my room, on the big blue couch staring at my quickcam (referred to as "Fep") when suddenly Fep began hovering a couple of inches above the top of the computer case it sits on. A little experimentation revealed that if I concentrated on an object in a certain way, I could move it without touching it. The state of mind that seemed to work most often is similiar to the one that makes the biofeedback toy in the Seattle science museum spin (a certain brainwave frequency? Theta?). I could feel the tension in the back of my head. Just then I woke up. "Wow." I thought. "A telekinesis dream. That was pretty neat. I wonder." So I directed a concentrated, theta wave inducing state of mind at a nickel on my table. Wuh oh. It moved. The rest of the morning I spent practicing getting into that certain state of mind. (Marked by a tense feeling in the back of the head.) As I rode the bus out to town, I wondered if many people had figured this technique out already, and why it wasn't more widely publicized. Then I woke up for real. Dammit. No floaty psychic powers this time. In retrospect I should have realized I was still dreaming when the Russian general from Batman: The movie showed up.

Black is a great color for stuff to be! -- Kris, painting his stuff black.