Friday Ephemera (734)
Wax and other objects. || Bodes well. || The science of bunnetics. || A little buffing should do it. || She doesn’t give two shits. || She didn’t like the look of it. || It’s not cold, Mom. || Comets, catastrophes, and the oldest solar calendar. || Neater than yours. || On animating Akira. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Upper West-side mansion, now only $10 million. || Pride, baby. || On piercings, tattoos and mental health. || Cold plasma. || This doesn’t happen in Waitrose. || Explanation underway. || Your toilet paper is shrinking. || The progressive retail experience, parts 575, 576, and 577. || “That’s alright, it happens all the time.” || Spa day takes a turn. || Suboptimal situation. || I’ll just leave this here. || The thrill of phone mites. || And finally, something to think about before you go to sleep tonight.
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On the upside, very little spam gets through…
Perhaps, but what is the ratio between spam and innocuous, like what just got stuck? Is there a list of secret words like b i m b o (in case that was what did it) or is it just a crap shoot?
Separate topics generally belong in separate comments. So there.
[ Searches internet for “Bloom County” plus “raspberry”. Finds dismaying number of ads for cannibis and no cartoon characters sticking their tongues out. ]
I’m glad it’s only dozens.
In my experience this is nearly always the result of a failed copy/paste caused by hasty typing. If nothing actually gets pasted, the original body text remains.
For every genuine comment that gets held in limbo, there are hundreds of spam comments. I think we’ve had a couple of dozen false positives in, what, two years.
I can set verboten words, though I haven’t seen a need to. I’m not sure what other, behind-the-scenes criteria Akismet, the anti-spam software, uses.
It’s quite an eye-opener, seeing just how many attempts are made to post spam, and malicious login attempts – currently close to 3,000. It’s an ongoing barrage in the background.
[ Adds double cream to shopping list. ]
There’s also the equivalent of a cinema rating for salty language – 18, 15, PG – though again, I tend to give commenters a certain leeway.
It’s a pity there is no practical way to track down all the malicious actors and, er, deal with them.
Speaking of which, for how many of us is “Jane you ignorant slut” one of the most memorable lines from the original Saturday Night Live? A sketch which presumably could not be done today.
Absolutely. There have been days when I’d happily have bought the gasoline.
It tends to come in waves. Some of them quite big.
This.
“More than a feeling.“🎵
Let’s call these creatures “Blofelds”.
A new term has been coined. I keeeeed, I keeeed. Band name tho? Cheesy band like The New Seekers or Strawberry Alarm Clock or The Knack.
In my experience this is nearly always the result of a failed copy/paste caused by hasty typing.
No, what it does is revert back,as I noticed yesterday, to the highlighted text to make the banjaxed link. For example if the highlighted text was “to make the banjaxed link” the banjaxed link would be:
which in no way would be the result of hasty typing (unless a psychopath or Gen Z) or failure to save particularly as the link works until posted, whereupon the banjaxed link won’t be seen unless the third check before the edit button goes away.
I don’t expect anything to change, but as I am old enough to be officially licensed to yell at clouds and sufficiently nerdish to have been a Windows 3.0 beta tester, this is all part of the trend by people who can’t even tell time on a non-digital clock to try to make things look and work like phones whether it is an OS interface, the new idiotic flatscreen instrument panels in cars, or “smart” refrigerators.
Get off my lawn.
Ummm…eewww?
Oven gloves.
Whenever I see the term 20% now I think of Muldoon. Hey, I don’t like it either but it is what it is.
Heh. Ooh, that’ll leave a mark.
And in “who are we to judge” news from the world of marine mammals…
Whenever I see the term 20% now I think of Muldoon.
I am tantalizing that way, but am not into man crushes, sorry.
a failed copy/paste
A demonstration: I type some text, click the link icon, and then click save.
The result: When I go back to edit the link I see “http://” prepended to my text.
I think it’s down to his love of viscose and polyester. All that static build-up.
On topic?
It sounds like you’re referencing a specific situation or context involving “David,” “Muldoon,” and a “comment creation box.” Without more context, this statement is quite abstract and could mean various things depending on the scenario.
Here are a few interpretations:
Could you provide more context or clarify the situation? That way, I can give you a more accurate explanation.
I have no idea why this disturbs me more than ordinary shrimp preparation, but it does.
Douglas Adams was right! He warned us!
pst314: “But measures which terrify potential “migrants” into changing their minds are preferable.”
Mass deportation is the desirable and required solution.
Recipes are getting so complicated.
Noting a certain . . . symmetry . . . is probably inadvisable.
When you have more paper pushers you need more paper.
Upbuggered link?
Any indication she covered herself in A.1. before she set off?
Be told
Sandford Police
@Sandford_Police
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Aug 29
We deal with lots of people every single day. A lot of them make very, very poor lifestyle choices
We cannot leave the decision making process up to them
This is for #TheGreaterGood
Muldooned. The term is Muldooned.
Use diesel – takes longer to ignite.
The British Museum, saving things from savages.
I think it’s down to his love of viscose and polyester. All that static build-up.
Says the man in the leopard skin velour blogging thong sitting on a velvet chair surrounded by squirrels.
I think it is static at your end coupled with acorn crumbs gumming up the Link-o-Matic 9000™.
Yes, well, the memo was farther down in the stack.
See, it works when you focus. And are relatively sober.
Hang on a minute. Just going to try something.
Never mind.
“Muldoon” might feel “oppressed” by these constraints, which were set up by “David.”
That is it exactly, they are all Muldoonophobes, I am going to report the lot to the Ministry of Non-Offensiveness, and you’ll all be laughing out the other side of your faces when the Metropolitan Internet Listening Flying Squad bashes your door in at 3 AM.
That, and Muldoonation as in “What in the Muldoonation have these Gen Z soy sauce dick dippers wrought now?!”
For some f’n bloody reason, perhaps my own Muldoonery, I cannot just copy the text so here’s a screen shot. Sandford Po-po ain’t real po-po.
Doh! More muldoonery…hit post instead of the picture thingy.
If we only post on Sunday mornings before brunch, it’s gonna get mighty dull around here. Peaceful. But dull.
I thought I could give auto-generated avatars to those wretched souls without them. The poor. But it only applies to those who’ve registered with the blog. And those lazy buggers can sort themselves out. Making the place look untidy.
I also discovered there’s an “even more mature” setting. Which for some reason made me laugh.
Anything which deflects attention from my own very rare and entirely excusable errors is a Good Thing.
Heh. And I see the owl eyes are back. If I get a vote I say keep them. That “N, blog” thing was getting lost in my sea of open tabs. But if not, anything non-textual has my vote. If we’re voting. This pretending to have democratic processes seems to be sweeping the world’s other Guilds Of Evil.