October 16th, 2002

caillebotte_man at his window

Rantlet. (I still allow myself to have one now and then.)

I tried uploading some pictures to my Webshots album tonight, but there were problems. The upload would begin well, but after a few seconds, it would slow down. Then the little green icons in the task bar would go dark and stay that way. I tried starting over a couple of times, but the same thing happened. Then, the last time I tried it, I got a script error message of the kind I get at really crappy sites like Geocities. So I gave up. I'll try again next time I have a couple of hours to spare.

The thought crossed my mind that Webshots might be trying to get free users to upgrade to the pay service by making the free service slower. They have already limited the number of albums and the number of pictures per album for free users.They have tons of content on the site, and let anyone download it into the Webshots screen saver, and they sell anyone posters of any public picture on the site, and sell things like mouse pads and coffee mugs and T-shirts with any of those public pictures on them, and they pay no royalties to the original owners of the pictures. And still they can't seem to turn a profit. Ah, well. Another idea for making a fortune on the Internet that just didn't work out.

I was thinking that I might upgrade to the Webshots pay service once I reached the limits imposed on free users, but I think I'll wait and see what Brad offers on PicPix once it's up and running. Webshots is starting to look just a bit like it might either get much more costly, or cut way back on its services, or just go belly up like so many other sites. I don't want to go to the trouble of uploading hundreds of pictures, only to have the space pulled out from under me, or have the price of keeping them there suddenly go way up, or have them vanish because the company no longer exists.

Anyway. After wasting an hour or so there, I trolled for a bit, and didn't find anything of note, but it was nice to wander the web aimlessly, as I used to do when I first got Sluggo. Well, I did check out one site that is only getting started, and will become something of note, eventually. It is the Digital Library Collection of the New York Public Library, and it won't be fully rolled out until 2004. When complete it will have 600,000 images relating to arts, humanities, performing arts, and sciences, including artwork, maps, photographs, prints, manuscripts, illustrated books, and printed ephemera. Currently, there are 30,000 items that are out of copyright on display, most of them from before 1923. But I don't want to get started on copyrights, especially the DMCA. That's a whole separate rant.

Now, I'm going to go out and listen to the strange bird calls in the night. This is the time of year many species are passing through the area. There are many odd calls I never hear in the daytime, and of course, can't see the birds making them at night. That means I get to imagine what they look like. Does the fun never end around here?
caillebotte_man at his window

Dyslexia Acting Up

So, today I was discussing local wildlife with this guy up the street, and I went to say "I heard deer hooves the other night," and it came out "I had hood fears the other night."

What the hell is my subconscious worried about? Cars? Cobras? Parkas? Uncircumcised peckers?

At moments like this, I realize that, under my calm rationality, I just might be loon-crazy. I'm full of weirdness that, every once in a while, is bound to pop out.

I think I'll avoid tongue-twisters for the next few days.