kirabug’s idea files

A reminder of what a famous poem (or two) really says.

I love Websnark because Eric write this type of post, as much or more than I love his posts on webcomics.

Stories like this one, about a company that insisted on using the wrong technology for the wrong purpose because of buzzwords, make me happy to be in tech support.

“The pig go. Go is to the fountain. The pig put foot. Grunt. Foot in what? ketchup.”

I’ve had a weekend where I didn’t actually complete a single project I started.
I’m sleepless right now and I have a long week ahead of me.
I’m angry because I’m tired and I’d like to be asleep,
not failing at writing poetry, failing at working on the novel, or failing to check my email.

December 5th marks exactly 1 year that I’ve owned the kirabug.com domain.
The various incarnations of my website are much older;
my geocities site was started 5 years ago, though none of the archives are still there.
from there, to Earthlink, to Comcast, and now to here, my home

through two moves, three or four blizzards, various car accidents,
experiments with html, experiments with php, experiments with javascript
experiments with poetry, fiction, comics, forums, more poetry, more comics

I’ve changed. The site’s changed. We’re getting 1500+ readers a month
(that is, if I’m reading my logs right, but even so) it’s an odd feeling to think someone’s listening
especially at 2am on a monday which promises to be a very long day
when i feel like the whole world’s asleep, and i’m alone

I’ve been a little too quiet lately; I’ll try to remedy that
not that I’m sure that’s what you’re here for - the logs point to a strong
possibility you’re here for the comics, but hey
i’ve been babbling on for a year here and you keep coming back

thank you, all of you, for giving me an anchor, and a milestone to achieve

My favorite poem of the day is An Attempt at Unrhymed Verse, by Wendy Cope.

The line about the gherkin is quite nice.

I’ve been training at work, and my throat is very sore from talking so much. One more day of training to go, but not until Friday.

I’m way behind in about six things, but I’m actually ahead on the comic buffer — Saturday and Tuesday are uploaded (GOMH and IOI respectively) and I’m working on the following Saturday (more IOI, but it’s a god one, and it’ll give me time to plan GOMH) so that should be stable at least for the next week. Wow. Stable. That’s kind of nice.

subpar, but i’m out of practice.

fun house

I’m an engineer now-
capable of conversing extemporaneous
on the relative merits of
agile development, refactoring,
and whether we really should
clean up the bad smells in that code.

I, who embraced an unholy fear of offending,
convince total strangers that they made mistakes
and get paid to do so.

I spend my free time programming,
or watching science-geek shows on cable
with my husband and my dog and my computer.
I eat too much for my already round frame, and
I work out.

I, who cannot draw, publish online comics.
I, who fear the world, publish my journal.

I haven’t read a book since December,

I haven’t written a poem since 2003.

sometimes, even I don’t recognize myself.

August 10, 2005

I don’t like William Carlos Williams but I do like Dorothy Parker.

I don’t like William Carlos Williams. If you’ve been around a while, you’ve probably noticed.

As a result, I like poems that beat up on William Carlos Williams.