So it’s the first day of classes for the fall at my Urban Commuter Campus, which means that I’m wasting time by playing around with new software. I’ve been trying out a couple of apps: ecto, a blogging tool, and Shrook, an RSS aggregator. Supposedly the two are capable of working in tandem, but that assumes that both of the tools work; ecto is apparently having trouble figuring out my settings for this space, and hence its not looking like it’s going to be terribly useful.
The main advantage to Shrook seems to be that it interfaces with a web server, which means that even if one is away from the computer one can still keep up on one’s feeds. (Presumably, this also means that one can run Shrook from two separate computers and have them automatically synchronize through the server.) The main disadvantage I’ve found so far is a stubborn resistance to being drag-and-drop like all good Mac apps should be. What would really be nice is an app or add-on that would run through my Safari bookmarks and find web pages with associated feeds. Anyone know of such a thing?
As of yesterday, I’m older. I’ve come not to expect much from birthdays, at least while mine coincides so perfectly with the beginning of classes & hence my need to be here while nearly all of my close friends are there, there, there, and in one case way over freakin’ there. Despite the distance, though, I did receive many calls, e-mail, and e-cards from people, and I’m grateful for them. (Yes, even the one with the annoying song on repeat.) I did have every intention of going to a local bakery and picking out a small cake for myself, but for some reason that didn’t happen. (Or, I should say hasn’t happened, since I guess it still might.)
It seems to me that one’s birthday is a good time for the making of resolutions, since it’s really marking a New Year in a relative sense. As such, I’d like to say that I’ll be blogging more often in the coming weeks/months, except that such resolutions tend to be hard to keep, for me (and others in my family) at least. Still, I’ll throw it out there as a good intention; I figure once a week shouldn’t be impossible to maintain.
OK, enough of that. To work! (And when I mean “To work!”, I’m not actually toasting the idea of work, although I always feel like I should be when I emply that particular turn of phrase.)