November 10, 2003

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  LOCOPENGUIN asked for the hack that alphabetizes the SIR list.  I was going to send him to seanmeister, where I got it, but first I went there myself, making sure I’d got the url right and all… and there’s nothing there.  It shows that he’s been a member for 2 1/2 years, but apparently he’s deleted all his posts.  If anyone knows what happened there while I wasn’t paying attention, I’d like to know.  Meanwhile, here’s the hack for the crazy, formally-dressed flightless bird (which I cannot deliver personally because every time I try to go to  his site my system freezes [probably on an MP3: that always happens] before I can click on his email link or comments).  Someone please relay my message.

  
  

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  <code><script language=javascript>
  <!–
  // author: Sean F http://www.xanga.com/seanmeister
  //
  // this script alphabetizes the Sites I Read list on a
  // Xanga user’s home page
  // copy and paste the code into the Website Stats section
  // of the Xanga Look & Feel page
  //
  function sortsir(sir1, sir2){
   return sir1[1] < sir2[1] ? -1 : sir1[1] == sir2[1] ? 0 : 1;
  }
  var sirpage = 0;
  if (document.getElementById(“sir”)){
   sirlist = document.getElementById(“sir”);
   sirpage = 1;
  } else {
   ths=document.getElementsByTagName(“th”);
   for (var thc=0; thc < ths.length; thc++){
    if (ths[thc].innerHTML.toLowerCase() == “<b>sites i read</b>”) {
     sirlist = ths[thc].parentNode.nextSibling;
     sirpage = 1;
     break;
    }
   }
  }
  if (sirpage == 1){
  sirsites = sirlist.getElementsByTagName(“a”);
  newsir = new Array();
  for (numsir = 0; numsir < sirsites.length; numsir++) {
   if (sirsites[numsir].href.toLowerCase().indexOf(“subscriptions”) == -1 && sirsites[numsir].href.toLowerCase().indexOf(“formpost”) == -1) {
    newsir[newsir.length] = [sirsites[numsir].innerHTML, sirsites[numsir].innerHTML.toUpperCase(), sirsites[numsir].href];
    newsir[newsir.length] = [sirsites[numsir].innerHTML, ” ” + sirsites[numsir].innerHTML.toUpperCase(), sirsites[numsir].href];
   }
  }
  newsir.sort(sortsir);
  var sc = 0;
  for (numsir = 0; numsir < sirsites.length; numsir++) {
   if (sirsites[numsir].href.toLowerCase().indexOf(“subscriptions”) == -1 && sirsites[numsir].href.toLowerCase().indexOf(“formpost”) == -1) {
    sirsites[numsir].innerHTML = newsir[sc][0];
    sirsites[numsir].href = newsir[sc][2];
    sc++;
   }
  }}
  //–>
  </script>
  </code>

  
  

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  I woke laughing this morning.

  
  

  In the dream, I was standing on an upper-floor balcony, maybe about six or seven floors up on the side of a big building in a part of a city with a lot of solid, impressive but not terribly tall buildings.  It reminded me of government buildings in most of the state capitals I’ve seen.  There were lots of trees, lining the streets, on some wide lawns surrounding some of the buildings, and in a park I could see diagonally across the street in front of me.

  
  

  It was spring, and the trees were bursting into bloom.  I mean BURSTING!  I was watching it happen.  A branch or the entire top of a big tree would break out in white or pink blossoms, with explosive sounds.  There were muffled booms and crashing sounds all around.  People were astonished; some were panicked.  I was tickled, more than just amused.  I woke laughing aloud.

  
  

  When I looked out the window, for a moment I thought the trees HAD burst into bloom.  Then sanity and cold reality reasserted themselves.

  
  

  I was up and gone to the outhouse sometime around 5 AM, and it hadn’t started snowing yet then.  There’s a general cover of about two inches now, and it’s still coming down.

  
  

  

  • 3:27 pm
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