The pictures from Saturday are one step closer to being posted, but still aren’t ready. Instead of posting them to the website last night, I spent the afternoon and evening hanging out with Mark. He’s moved from California, but the truck with all his stuff was still somewhere in Iowa yesterday. And then when I got home last night, I hooked up a new service on my server, so now finger:davep@davespicks.com will return a random quote from my quotes file (if you’ve got a handler for finger, that is). I’m hoping to get to the pictures tonight, but it’s more likely I’ll be putting them together tomorrow night. Sorry. Life got busy around here, even without Saints games.
- Time Magazine asks you to Meet Joe Blog in a big profile on that web log phenomenon. I hear it’s the hottest thing. [fark!]
- Over at Luminous Landscape, there’s an article on Digicams vs. DSLRs. I’d like to get a Digital SLR one of these days, but the bang isn’t quite there for the buck yet. There’s plenty of bang in them, but the price is still a bit too high for me. [holy schmoly]
- Scott’s learning about the tools that help make a successful Tailgate Party and making notes. Handy! [scott mcgerik]
- And now, continuing the Layne saga: Life is a Garden has more on Layne. Meanwhile, Alois is Signing Off the Layne Hunt. Ryan points out the post The Sex Pistols are Alive and Well and Living in Sohatsenango (and other memoirs), which sounds very Layne-esque, as does this post which he found later. This and other comments pointing out the similarities come from the discussion in the comments on Joshua’s post.
David Grenier says about believing in Layne that It’s like when you believe in the Easter Bunny, or the Sasquatch. He’s got one of the longest analyses about the missing girl, and is a damned good writer, to boot. Heck, I pointed at him back in 2001, and had some sort of reciprocal link back then. I’m pretty sure that’s before I ever found Layne. Yep, it wasn’t until 2002 when I actually linked to Layne. And you know what? I think I’d worry a whole lot more if David disappeared (though it would take me longer to notice, since I’m not checking in every day for the latest train-wreck every day) since I’m pretty darned sure he’s real, and I’d be worried they were rounding up the radicals. Besides, this isn’t the first time Layne has “disappeared” for a while.
In any case, I’m pretty sure she’s a real gal, but I can’t prove it. She backed out of the in-person date we could never successfully negotiate, and while I’ve chatted with her online, I’ve never heard her voice on the phone. I’m definitely curious, since I’m usually pretty good at Cyberstalking, and have been since finger was a useful tool. In spite of that, I haven’t been able to track down the real Layne in the past couple years (though I haven’t attacked the Ramsey County Property Tax records in a serious way yet–that would be the next step if I were to get seriously obsessed about this). Guess I’m not that curious after all.