Bellerophon symbol, variation 7 jonath.co.uk
Saturday 12th July 2003

I was trying to make some script to save the output of fortune (some kind of Unix program to output random quotes) to a file for use in my web-page, but then . . . oh look, my web-server doesn't have fortune installed, but my other PC does . . . okay, so I guess I can set up some kind of ftp thing . . . but then . . . permissions, permissions, permissions. And I realise . . . this is getting too complex, and I have too many other things to do right now. This seems apt (if a bit geeky):

Eleanor Rigby
          Sits at the keyboard
          And waits for a line on the screen
Lives in a dream
Waits for a signal
          Finding some code
          That will make the machine do some more.
What is it for?

All the lonely users, where do they all come from?
All the lonely users, why does it take so long?


But anyway, for the time being . . .

"In the world I see, you're stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You will wear leather clothes that last you the rest of your life. You will climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. You will see tiny figures pounding corn and laying-strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of the ruins of a superhighway."

          -- Tyler Durden, Fight Club
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