Archive for May 25th, 2005

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Wait, Who Are You Again?

I just couldn’t resist posting up this piece of spam.

Subject: please call me Frank
From: “Glenn” azjuoyjxqjhm@aanda.datanet.hu

Hi.,

Would you like at least $1500.00 to $3500.00 per day just for returning phone calls? I do! If you have a telephone and can return calls you are fully qualified for this program.

Thank you,

Johanna

Okay, so which name should I use when I call the number?

All Consuming Consumed by 43 Things

One of the neatest things I’ve found lately is the proliferation of websites to manage aspects of your life publicly. Seeing as I’m not totally privacy paranoid, it’s a fun hobby. I recently discovered All Consuming which was created by Erik Benson. It’s a neat way to track books, music, and movies that you’re reading, listening to, and watching respectively.

Robot Co-op, the company that runs 43 Things, bought it up. This means that the two services will soon be intertwined. 43 Things is one of the sources on Tag Central but unfortunately All Consuming is not because they don’t supply RSS feed for their tags. Hopefully that will change.

Erik also does a very neat thing with his site. He collects all his data from many sites into a single place using Bloglines. It’s ultra-slick. I almost do this with Feedburner, collecting my Flickr and Del.icio.us data into the feed. However, at press time, they still don’t allow addition of arbitrary RSS feeds, which is really disappointing. I think I’ll start an aggregation a la Erik’s site sometime soon so I don’t feel pressed to publish all the time. I’ll keep you updated.

Changing Tires

I got home really late last night. It wasn’t because of anything even mildly exciting. Rather, my left front tire decided to die. I noticed a slow leak lately (like a couple PSI over a couple weeks) but it decided to shit the bed yesterday.

I stopped at a gas station near work. Guess what. It was broken. I put 75 cents into a broken air pump. That flipped my Hulk rage switch. I had to put the donut on the car and drive home.

Ugh.