This is my 1st post using my freshly registered copy of ecto. Well, this morning ecto reminded me that the trial time passed. I took a quick look around if there’s an alternative that would fit my needs, none found.. and here we go. Actually, this is the 1st application I bought for a long time. Using GNU/Linux and having access to all the GPL’d software-candy, there’s not necessarily a need for commercial software.

Thinking about it, the last year there has been Half-Life 2 and Cedega and of course, Tiger two weeks ago (which was heavily apple-sponsored anyway).

Trivia: Lot’s of backlinks to my own blog. That’s poor, isn’t it?

with DashBlog. Unfortunately no support for categories or other fancy stuff, but otherwise it seems to work fine.. and now let’s edit the cat in the browser.. drrrr.

Funny story: I just checked my non-electronic mailbox to find some advertising crap (I guess you can overlook the “DO NOT ENTER ADVERTISING AND OHER CRAP” sticker if you’re blind) and, and that’s the fun part, a snail. Jepp. With house and everything. My mailbox is at a height of about a meter and there’s a lid closing it so there’s no way for a snail to get into it by itself. At least if this snail doesn’t have superpowers (Silver-Snail? Snail-Girl? The incredible Snail?). This gives snail-mail a whole new definition.. strange stuff.. err, what’s for dinner?

..than to go without books. This appears to be an Icelandic saying according to Zane Radcliffe’s “The Killer’s Guide To Iceland”. For one, this saying is just true. Very. True. Well, you might want to re-evaluate that depending on the surface you’re going to walk on, but for the moderate European this should happen rarely. The other thing is, that The Killer’s Guide is a great read. The way Iceland and her citizens are described is lovely and it makes the island pretty appealing. Well, at least for someone who hasn’t the slightest clue about Iceland(ers) except that their main export seems to be music with a more than occasional strange touch.

One way I can tell that I really like a book is by the level of alcohol on which I’m still able to perfectly concentrate on it. Another is if I just can laugh out loud to it sitting in a crowded room. Yesterday I was out eating Tapas with some friends. (BTW, if you come across dates wrapped in bacon, go for it. mhhhh.) I had some red wine to the food and after eating, my friends went home and I headed for a cafe to have some more wine and a good read. Well it worked perfectly. “Cigarettes and Red Wine”, and probably a good book. What more to ask for? Ah, probably more of those stupid looks of some neat couples when laughing at a book in a crowded cafe..

And another lesson learned: Sometimes it’s perfectly ok to judge books by their cover. Or make that by their title. Speaking of which, I also have “Another Bullshit Night In Suck City” by Nick Fynn lying around somewhere..

Jeph is just amazing. Just read QC #275 and laughed till I stopped. The one thing I don’t get is the connection between emo and Good Charlotte. While emo might be discussed controversial, Good Charlotte just suck. Big time. So do their haircuts.. wait, I guess I start to see the connection here. Anyhow, you keep Sunny Day Real Estate out of this, will you?