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Friday, 16 July 2004, 19:05:39 EDT

I have made some various updates to the site. I realized, after talking with an old friend last night, that it is difficult to find my email address, and then use it, on this site. So, I have added and email link in the menu and used a transparent method of encoding it. It should be much easier to find and use now. I also added a new album to the site; it is a collection of photos from the new University Life Center on the CCSU campus. As I have been walking around in there doing various things I decided that I would take some pictures and share them with you all before the building is officially open. I hope to get some pictures of each classroom model and the auditorium before that date but it is hard to do because all the doors are locked. It seems some vandals decided to cut up the walls and such at some point so they started locking every door in the building. It makes working very difficult because no one has keys. But, I digress. I also added a couple new pictures to the miscellaneous album. Aside from adding picutres I also touched up the way the gallery actually works. Instead of showing the picture description under the picture there is now a tooltip. This allows me to display the albums in a more uniform, and better looking, manner. And lastly, I added a new download to the code section. It is a simple little script to run an Unreal Tournament 2004 dedicated server on Linux, particularly Debian Woody with a 2.6.x kernel.

Enough site news, time for some random babbling. Every Friday I go to the local Steak n' Shake for lunch. I walk in, sit down, and relax. Cortnea, the waitress running the counter and cash register, asks me if I want a platter, usually the answer is yes, and brings me exactly what I want — chili with Tabasco, rootbeer, fries, and a hamburger. It is really nice to be able to go in and just take a break from everything. Today, some guy sitting at the counter next to me decided to tell her that her job is not hard after she made a comment about it being a long day. I didn't say anything but she, another patron, and I had a conversation about it after he left. I really should have said something to the guy. She has to deal with every person that walks in the door, manage the patrons at the counter, and take care of the take out orders. I am sure she has to do more than that but that is already a helluva lot and I sure wouldn't want to do it. The moral of this story is to never tell someone else about their job. They know the ins-and-outs of it much better than you do and can make a judgement about it that is much more accurate than anything you could come up with.