Went to the developer thing last night

wish I hadn't.

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  1. Anonymous3:10 am

    Why? Not too informative?

    Imagine~

    Oh, btw, I have to enter through four 'active x' messages now to get into your blog. What can I do to make that go away, Doc?

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  2. Archange4:05 pm

    Use firefox or download the Safari windows beta (which woud be my personal recommendation.

    That activeX thing is because Microsoft caved into the EOLAS patent (a little too quickly in most people's opinion) and it completely screws quicktime.

    I could do some geek-fu on the code, but I spend all day trying to work out ways to make Internet Explorer work like a real browser, and I can't be bothered when I'm doing my personal stuff.

    Hey, I'm a Mac-user, I like shiny!

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  3. Archange4:07 pm

    As to the developer thing, I met an old friend and ended up saying more than I should have.

    Confession is not good for the soul.

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  4. Archange4:23 pm

    It was too informative from that perspective

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  5. Anonymous9:54 pm

    Oh, yeah. I've been there and done that. The being too informative for my own good thing. I'm better about it now, so long as beer is not on the menu.

    I'll take a look at the safari windows beta. . .

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  6. Archange12:18 am

    mmmmm... beer menu

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