Friday, November 11, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Moving Servers...
Okay, this isn't isn't really news... but I wanted to share.
Being very frugal, and not really having the want or need to pay for a server (I'm very tight in the disposable income area as of late), I looked into where I could move my blogging for free. In the past I've used a variety of hosting providers, and I liked each one of them. But, being frugal cheap I wanted even more for not having to pay. So, I did it.
I was even adventurous and setup one of the domains to use GMail. Yep, it was that kind of weekend.
WiredPig News
I have taken to using Paper.li to compose a few 'newspapers' based on my Twitter lists, followers, etc. You can find the WiredPig Edition (updated twice a day) here. Its based on who I follow and has GREAT content. Paper.li also includes archives of the papers it makes so if you miss a day, or several, you can go back and catch up on the content. You can find links for the Archives in the right sidebar. I find the various Paper.li papers to be a great source of information that I may miss during the day. Paper.li papers I read -
Read these papers, search for papers here, or create your own.
Santa’s Privacy Policy
This post was swiped from McSweeney’s Internet Tendency: - – - - At Santa’s Workshop, your privacy is important to us. What follows is an explanation of how we collect and safeguard your personal information; the kind of information we collect; and your choices regarding our use and disclosure of this information. Why Do We Need This Information? Santa Claus requires your information in order to compile his annual list of Who is Naughty and Who is Nice, and to ensure accuracy when he checks it twice. Your information is also used in connection with delivering the kinds of goods and services you’ve come to expect from Santa, including but not limited to toys, games, good cheer, merriment, Christmas spirit, seasonal joy, and holly jollyness. What Information Do We Collect? We obtain information from a variety of sources. Much of it comes from unsolicited letters sent to Santa by children all over the world listing specific items they would like to receive for Christmas. Often these letters convey additional information as well, such as the child’s hopes and dreams, how much they love Santa, and which of their siblings are doodyheads. The letters also provide another important piece of information—fingerprints. We run these through databases maintained by the FBI, CIA, NSA, Interpol, MI6, and the Mossad. If we find a match, it goes straight on the Naughty List. We also harvest a saliva sample from the flap of the envelope in which the letter arrives in order to establish a baseline genetic identity for each correspondent. This is used to determine if there might be an inherent predisposition for naughtiness. A detailed handwriting analysis is performed as part of a comprehensive personality workup, and tells us which children are advancing nicely with their cursive and which are still stubbornly forming block letters with crayons long past the age when this is appropriate. Our network of fully trained, duly deputized mall “Santas” file reports from the field, telling us which children are well-behaved, which are elf-phobic, which are prone to sphincter control issues, and which are squirmy beard-pulling monstrous little brats. Digital copies of photos taken with these “Santas” are automatically sent to our database for further evaluation, with particular attention given to the ones where the children are crying. Santa also employs a paranormal method of observation known as “remote viewing.” This enables him to see you when you’re sleeping, know when you’re awake, and know if you’ve been bad or good. He even knows if the cookies you’re leaving out are homemade or store-bought. What Do We Do With the Information We Collect? Sharing is one of the joys of Christmas. For this reason, we share your personal information with our affiliates, non-affiliated third parties, and anyone else who has a legitimate financial stake in a successful holiday season. Mrs. Claus also likes to have a look-see. Our affiliates include partners of Santa’s Workshop who are actively involved in making Christmas happen. They include toy-making elves, flying reindeer, and Jesus. Non-affiliated third parties might include the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, and Hanukkah Harry. We may also share your information with mental health practitioners—especially if, as a child, you asked for a particular present every Christmas but never got it. This information gives your analyst a better understanding of why you sometimes feel sad at this time of year and why you resent your parents. Occasionally we share your Christmas wish lists with professional lyricists seeking inspiration for a catchy holiday song. In the past this information has inspired such holiday favorites as “All I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth,” “All I Want for Christmas is You,” “My Grown-Up Christmas List,” and “Santa Baby.” Should your wish list inspire a hit single, you may be entitled to royalties, payable in the form of sleighfuls of Christmas cheer. Finally, we make note of the condition of your roof and chimney in the course of our Christmas Eve deliveries. We share this information with appropriate third-party contractors, who may contact you to warn that your aging roof will soon be leaking worse than Julian Assange, or that you will die in your sleep of carbon monoxide poisoning if you don’t replace your chimney liner right away. How Do We Secure This Information? We secure your information by keeping it at the North Pole, one of the most remote, inhospitable and uninhabitable places on earth. It is stored in a secure gingerbread facility deep in the Candy Cane Forest, behind an impassable barrier conjured by Elven magic. The facility is guarded by a full brigade of life-size wooden toy soldiers armed with Nerf Blasters and Super Soakers. The area is also patrolled by ravenous polar bears. You Have Choices You have “opt out” choices regarding certain disclosures we make about you. Please indicate your preferences below: ____ I’ll be nice. Please collect, collate, analyze, disseminate and disclose my personal information in any way you see fit. I understand that my cooperative attitude will be taken into consideration when it comes time to compile the Naughty/Nice list next year. ____ I’ll be naughty. Please don’t share my personal information with anyone. You may use it only to ensure that I get as many of the specific items on my list as possible. I understand that my uncooperative attitude carries the risk that a lump of bituminous coal will be deposited in my stocking annually, either for the duration of my life or until I change my preferences. You may forward your completed form to: Santa Claus, c/o Santa’s Workshop, The North Pole. Or you may retain it for your own records—it doesn’t matter. Whether your form is on file with Santa or not, he’s gonna find out who’s naughty or nice. Please allow twelve days of Christmas for your choices to take effect.SANTA’S PRIVACY POLICY.
BY LAURENCE HUGHES
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Not Much To Say
Some of you may have noticed that I haven’t been here much… well, here or anywhere else for that matter. I have been playing over at Google + and tweetinga little bit… and checking in on Facebook… but that’s about it. Really. I haven’t had the time. Its funny… not the lack of time, that sucks… running around trying to put out fires, or ignore them and hope that they just smolder and die out… which they don’t do. If anything, they just smolder… and then there you are, trying to put out a fire that you should have dealt with a long time ago. As a result, things get pushed back… important personal todos never get done creating more fires. Let me say, I am tired of ignoring fires… I’m tired of the smoke. One of the issues I’m facing is blogging… here and on my other blogs. I started a Cop Tech blog and I’ve just run out of steam. So it sits. I created a Facebook page for the blog, and that’s the only thing getting updated regularly… thanks to scripts pulling in relevant news feeds… my ultimate goal was to start posting cop tech posts over on PoliceCrunch, but it falls in line with not having the time. Anyway, I am not ignoring the blog… I know I have THRONGS of reader (yes, that was intentional with it being singular, not plural) I am in the midst of trying to see where I can get the time to start blogging again… anywhere…
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