July 23rd, 2005


Wandering Words

I had one of those odd Internet experiences tonight. A few months ago, I posted a brief article to the news section of a web site that catalogues movie theaters. My piece was actually a much abbreviated paraphrase of an article about an old Chico theater (which was being closed just short of its centenary) in a local weekly paper. Tonight, I downloaded from another theater site a file which contains information about that same theater.

When I began reading the file, it sounded vaguely familiar. I thought that it must have been paraphrased from the same article. Then I realized that I was reading my own paraphrase. My stuff is being copied and spread about the Internet! I'm anonymously Internet-famous! I have yet to come across anything that's been nabbed from this journal and posted elsewhere, or to see any of the photos I've posted in various places presented at another web site, but I'm always expecting it. Once you stick something up on the Internet, there's no telling where it will end up.

I'm pleased that the night didn't turn out to be as hot as I had expected. I hope the day will be milder, too.

Look! One of the new icons made from somebody's picture that I nabbed from the Internet!


I was wakened by an alarm fly today. It's unlikely to happen again, as I believe that I killed it. It was buzzing around my head and landed on me a few times. I swatted at it, and finally hit it. It made that angry buzzing noise a fly makes when it actually gets smacked, but not killed outright. I haven't heard it since, so I'm pretty sure it crawled away somewhere and died. I can't find the corpse. The fly was in the room yesterday afternoon, and I tried several times to get it out, opening the window screen whenever it lit there, but the fly was too stupid to take advantage of the opportunities for escape, and always flew back into the room. I tried swatting it a few times, too, but it was too quick. When I finally succeeded in smacking it while I was still half asleep and had my eyes closed, I was so astonished that I immediately became wide awake.

I preferred waking up when I had an alarm cat. A purr is a much better way to be awakened than is the buzzing of a fly. Unfortunately, the last cat doesn't like to sleep on my bed, so I no longer have an alarm cat. I'll be pleased if I no longer have an alarm fly.

Too hot again today. In lieu of an actual post, ere are a couple of amusing links:

The planes, the planes! They're trying to poison us! (Somebody will make a conspiracy theory for absolutely anything!)

The Gallery of "Misused" Quotation Marks. I don't think they're being "too" sarcastic.