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What Would You Do?
Only he who can see the invisible can do the impossible.
-- Frank Gaines
Tuesday, October 26, 1999
One year ago: Dinner with Bluejack
Two years ago: Homeless Breakfast
Monday evening, I finished my laundry (for now)! I have so many black Freddie Baer T-shirts that I had six loads of dark clothing to get through. Monday night, I was very pleased to bring the last load up from the basement laundry room and have my front hall mostly empty. Now I just need to get the folded clothing into the dresser drawers! (Having a queen-size bed sometimes just gives me another horizontal surface to pile things on, which is a temptation for someone with a clutter problem.)
I studied a java applet today that was intended to demonstrate the use of public and private members. (Studying, in this case, consists of typing the code, compiling the applet, and making sure I understand what it's supposed to do.) I got an error on compiling, and I couldn't understand it! I carefully compared what I'd typed with what was in the book, and it appeared correct. Finally I noticed that I'd saved the java code as ImformationHiding.java, not InformationHiding, so of course the compiler was complaining. (The name of the .java file must match the name of the public class declared within it.) My eyes were to blame!
I'd intended to write a journal entry (for Monday) this morning, but there was work waiting for me when I arrived at the office -- I'm doing production work while our content director is perfecting a site overhaul (feature creep takes this beyond the level of a redesign, I think). We'll be using a different production method in the new site, and I think it will be worth it. I was amused by my boss making a big deal out of this (praising me), but that's not a bad quality in a supervisor. I just didn't view what I was doing as extraordinary, or as me "helping". It's what we'd agreed on last week! And we are all on the same team here.
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There has been some interesting discussion lately on the weblogs mailing list. (Have you read my weblog yet?) The talk about numbers of readers is the same as in online journal discussions. There are huge differences in scale though, between someone with, say, thirty daily readers, and Dave Winer with zillions. I've felt the overflow traffic from him, when he's linked me before. He did have some useful things to say about the power of email to remind people to read your stuff! I might do an email version of Anita's LOL, once a week.
Always an interesting discussion to have with oneself -- what would you do, should you do, to promote your site?
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I was back in dance class tonight, an intermediate/advanced class from the Savoy Swing club. Loviça Callisti and "Cat Daddy" Chris Chapman were teaching -- I've had both before as teachers and think very highly of them. They taught some interesting, unusual combinations of steps. I don't think I'm doing them at 100% level, yet, but I'm at about 80%.
After class, I drove over to the Washington Dance Club. Hep Jen was DJ'ing. She greeted me warmly, and commented on how I hadn't been there for a few weeks. It's much easier to get myself out of the house by going to class (which I commit to by paying in advance), then go on to the later dance venues. That's why I think I'll sign up for a second class, on Monday nights at the Century Ballroom! I don't think the Swing Girls have offered a lindy 3 level class for a while.
There were some new faces at the WDC! I danced with Jesse, who seemed to be fond of Hollywood style lindy, or something like it. I missed a few leads, but we had fun! A satisfying evening, since I danced most of time and was even asked to dance quite a bit. I laughed when Mike Wendt led me through the steps we'd learned in the earlier class at the Russian Center, and was surprised when I didn't have a problem. He'd taken the class as a follow, so hadn't danced with me there and didn't remember I was in the class too!
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