Useless facts

Useless facts

Yesterday morning I got a terse note from someone who didn’t know how to operate a web browser. I responded – I thought – kindly and never heard back. Apparently, when a browser dumps you into my page, there’s no “forward” button. Never was one, it’s a dead end. And no, you don’t have to quit to get out of it. Just click it shut. Or hit the back button twice. End users aren’t always the brightest, I swear, what I put up with.

Which gets around to the other fact, once I put a splitter on the index page, I can tell that 66% of the folks are using Exploder 5 or better whereas, the other 33% are using version four or less. I didn’t bother to chase down the details any further than that. The way it’s set up, the version four stuff, I’m assuming a dialup and a slow browser for that, probably Netscape 4.x, it leads to simpler version of the page, minimal images, old-style html code. Should parse on any browser, \\including Web TV and version 2.x as well as 3.x\\ platforms.

There’s still a glitch in the cooler, actually smaller, tighter version five and up page. I tested it across three browsers, then on a dialup, just to see. Can’t do much more than that.

More rain

I’m having some fun now, watching the ebay auctions I set up. I got so excited when one of the knives got recognized as a real collector’s piece and the bidding went on up and up, I dug through the old shoebox full of knives to see what else I had for sale.

I was taking care of business for while in the early afternoon, and when I wrapped up, I decided to walk, only to have all my plans cut very short by a huge thundercloud. Wasn’t so much the rain as the noise. From that first clap of thunder to actual drops of rain is about 20 minutes, and I was off on my timing by about 6 or 7 minutes which meant it was raining by the time I pulled back in home.

Afternoon rainstorms are pleasant, though, there’s that scent of rain in the air, and after a blazing hot morning, the clouds scudding across the sky bring a hint of relief.

Despite the fact that there was astrological new moon in Cancer, I was planning to call it a Virgo day, as I was supposed to have a late dinner and drinks with a Virgo, after a Virgo reading. Didn’t work like that, though. Just a quick reading, it wasn’t like it was a really long process. And then my Virgo buddy bailed out on me, leaving me and the cat with a can tuna fish. At least one of us was purring.

I’ve been hammering away at a backend technology question about code, and I looked at another page, and there was the answer, in plain form. A simple solution to a dramatic problem. Fluid and faster loading, that was the idea. Think I got this one whipped now.

About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.

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