HomeJuly 7, 1997
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other thingsthunder and lightning over Wal-MartOK, so why does talking to Norman make me think of underwear? Anyway, I didn't do laundry this weekend because the laundromat closed for the whole weekend and I was in RI anyway. I look at my sweat soaked bra and realize the hooks are bent and one is missing and there's a hitherto unnoticed hole in it. Time for a new one. I need to go to Wal-Mart anyway for a new beach chair - I broke my beach chair by leaning on it oddly during my last plover warden shift and a proper beach chair that is comfy for this particular plover warden is a necessity. I'd already tried NHD and Bradlee's to no avail. There are no independently owned beach chair boutiques in a 50 mile radius - heck there weren't even any beach chair boutiques in Watch Hill. And I know Wal-Mart has 'em and they carry my favorite brand of underwear in my favorite size. Off I go. I'm cruising the underwear aisle at Wal-Mart when the sound of aerial bombardment breaks out overhead. I know even the most kewl of all Wal-Mart hating websters would not be bombing the Tewksbury Wal-Mart. Is God punishing me for shopping there? No. It's just your basic intensive thunderstorm. I pay for my beach chair and bra and get thoroughly soaked walking back to the car. purrfect companionsThus fortified with a new bra and dry clothes, I drive in driving rain to the cat shelter. I get there early. The night shift is putting the cats in their cages for the night. I let Jaguar out. They put him back in. I let him out they put him in ... Martha arrives. I ask them who is the audience for the poster. It hadn't occurred to them to think of the poster as directed to a particular audience. I recommend 2 posters: one to put up in places that elders frequent so we can let them know about the program and one to put up other places to recruit buddies and sponsors. I come up with the basic design and everybody likes it. Now all I gotta do is find that spectacular picture of Jaguar I took awhile back. So much for wasting my talents. More about which some other time. speakable itemsOnce the thunderstorms passed, I devoted the remains of my evening to figuring out how to get the Mac's Speakable Items to work right for me. It actually doesn't help all that much for some of my RSI issues because you've gotta hold down the Esc key while you speak but it does reduce the pointing and clicking to open endless folders to get what you want. I keep running into this problem I can't figure out though. I aliased Netscape Navigator 3.01 to "Web" as something a lot easier to say. Then I made Web a speakable item. This works about half the time. I also aliased Eudora to "Mail". Half of the times I say Web it gives me Mail. I unaliased and re-aliased. Un-speakabled and re-speakabled and it still does this. Gee, and my therapist claims the only reason I think my speech is hard to understand is because my mother is deaf. The little speakable items icon is a guy with a red bowtie and a 1950's haircut. Not my mother. |
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