Little Stupid Wayne
Please stop the madness. He needn’t be in EVERY f’ing hip hop song out. STOP THE MADNESS with wee-taw-ded wee-zee.
Please stop the madness. He needn’t be in EVERY f’ing hip hop song out. STOP THE MADNESS with wee-taw-ded wee-zee.
Where’s my jetpack? Not far away. The Nintendo Wii 2.0 will be the first large-scale commercial console gaming platform to - no shit here - incorporate a mind-controlled input device. F’ing awesome.
Yesterday was the first time in about a year and a half of using MODx CMS/CMF that I had a need for to use the Import HTML function (in the Manager, via Tools -> Import HTML). I was not only impressed by how fast it performed with a large batch of HTML files, but ecstatic with the yield of the function’s end results.
The task at hand was like this: Port an older, hand-coded HTML site over to a dynamic content management system platform. Ideally without a ton of data entry (by an error-prone human anyway) involved in the process, since the project’s scope didn’t account for that. It did however account for all the original primary body and page title content (with its original markup) needed to remain intact for sake of natural SEO positioning the site’s content had accumulated over the years.
220 Pages of HTML Content.
Um, no. I was pretty much gonna have to enter the data myself or find some mysql database import method that I preferred not have to Google around for another “solution” (hehe).
Once I’d given the Import HTML feature a test run on a fresh dev install and gotten good results, I was 75% finished with the task in under an hour.
All that was left was to prep the HTML pages by batch removing unwanted code (like navigation and header/footer/callout/etc).
This went like this (on a Mac, Windows users could easily follow suit with some Windows-ey yucky stuff).
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ok..
the good..
the bad..
the havoc..
i’ll actually post the content of all that when i get 10 minutes, sorry…
some fun ’til then… http://twitter.com/drza/
An action-packed, very eventful weekend… I think I’ve just now recovered enough to attempt the journaling of it, in usual mediocre fashion.
Travis is off to the big city, whooooo hoooo! Brooklyn Stand Up! etc. etc. He, now alongside the other Symbol Force nerds set off to take over the Rails-powered new mediaverse, starting with a monster client… I’m not sure of disclosure agreements and things, so I’ll just say a pretty dang high-traffic, high-volume paparazzi upload hangout.. Best of luck homies, I’m certain you boys will rep it proper.
On Friday I officially accepted my position as Interactive Media Producer (at least I think that’s my title) - I think the most accurate description of this job is my dream job; or as close possible, considering my geographic family restrictions to the Richmond, Virginia area - which is somehow, the second time around, growing on me again. I didn’t think this incredible of a new media job opportunity would’ve surfaced in the area without being a little closer to DC/Northern Virginia. Again, a bit more credit to the area. So here goes nothin’. I’m stoked, and I don’t surf; therefore, try to avoid the usage of that word. However, to follow - I’m gonna go nuts trying to start the moving process in midst of all this jazz, posting up in RVA until I live anywhere that’s mine. And forget not this - I know myself pretty well, and I know I’m going to become completely absorbed in my new job. I’ll be spearheading the addition of interactive media offerings (rich media, user experience, interactive design structures) to this phenomenal HD production/post-production group in an effort to extend the capabilities of a true “interactive agency.” Good stuff, eh? ![]()
To punctuate my super action hero weekend… A surprise Richmond visit from who other than… THE DEAN! Here were the high points…
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damn girl, the big 28!!
its all good boo, I gotta thing for older women. happy birthday, love ya.
Back for another long weekend at Nana and Pop’s in RVA - near certain more wii playing, late night computering, babysitting and legend porters - tough to beat that setup.
Tomorrow, the Big Top! Ringling Bruh-vahs, Barnum, Bailey, and all those homies and lions and a ringmaster and elephants and giraffes and trapeze gangstas and tightrope winstons and carnies and things! Won’t be quite as relaxing of a day, but will be super fun for the 2/3 offspringers. I’ll try to post creepy carnie photos for visual reinforcement of my morning’s havoc attack. By the way, drew hearts clowns? Wait, sorry i remember => DREW HATES CLOWNS! So in the wake (no pun intended, you know who you are) of some heavy duty oncoming work and/or life changes and the conversations I had today actualizing them, I’ll just drop myself into a large media cylinder filled to the brim with social anxiety and farking clowns. Ack, begone.
On to uplifting tidbits of a grandmother’s never-too-late-in-the-game internet plot and scheme to flip some coin. Me + a few Legend Porters and Star Hill Ambers get the unquestionable assist. I got on the “there are new bloggers popping up every day, spitting out some decent content and bringin’ down a few hundred extra duckets a month” tip. I do this quite often, but guess what? I got one, she’s in! It pretty much is going to be a daily post about what cool shit a really cool grandparent finds to spoil their grandkid(s) with, which in theory gobbles up quite a bit of precious time, especially when their grandkids aren’t anywhere nearby spilling some dark purple shit on their high dollar imported rug.
Holy gawk. Been hearing about this flick (Be Kind, Rewind) for more than a minute or two now, not sure when or why - irrelevant. The promo site is off the chizzain. Thanx fer heads up t-Bone.
Chickiddee-Check this out yo.
((bekindmovie.com))
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67-67, 5.2 seconds left on the clock Wolfpack with the ball. In-bounds to Grant, Grant fires a long three ball, off the back of the rim no good. And up from the crowd launches Paul McCauley - by fat the Pack’s most modest and possibly smartest passing big man to throw the rebound down with a thunderous southpaw dunk. Raleigh roared, a thrilling red victory.