At my sister's swim meet in Santa Clara.
June 5th, 1999

No Frames
The two journalers in yesterday's entry are Steve Amaya, of Evaporation and Chuck Atkins of chuck'stake. They weren't aware it was coming, but I'm a sucker for a desert quest and this morning my head was clear enough to write.

The rental agent has talked with the landlord of the new apartment and it looks like it's mine except it may not be available until August 1st. That's OK, I haven't been in any mood to get ready. A whole month will let me focus on getting my stuff together that will go into storage. And into the dump. The current landlord says OK, but he's planning to riddle the base of the building at the end of this month with anti-ant venom. He will have to roll back the rugs from the walls in my apartment and drill holes into the ground to be filled with ant poison. Why do I think I don't need this? Me and my cat? I would really like them to do this after I leave. Let the new tenants, the ones with the small kids who like to scoot around the room on bare feet discover the ant poison thirty years from now when they try to have kids. Or is it opposable thumbs? I forget, but they're important and you don't have any when you want them.

Yesterday at the office, I tried logging into my journal with Netscape. Usually I use IE 5.0, but I check any changes with the Netscape and IE 3.x and 4.x browsers as well. IE will allow you to write sloppier code that will still display the way you intended, but Netscape is less forgiving so I usually check any changes with both. There are other differences. I've never been able to get rid of the greyed out slider on a frame that can't be adjusted, for example, and Netscape puts one on my journal page where IE doesn't. It's time to get rid of the frames, at least on the index and that's my project for tomorrow. Maybe the frames have to go across the board. I hate to think what my journal has looked like to over half the people who have viewed it in the past two weeks. End of day tomorrow, one way or another.


 
The banner photograph was taken last month in Santa Clara where my sister attended a swim meet. That is not my sister.

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