While perusing my website stats, I found that someone was using one of my photographs as the background image for their blog. It was a large image, too, and because they had linked directly to my file instead of placing it on their own server, they were sucking my bandwidth. Bastards! I renamed the file and replaced it with another containing “image used without permission” text.
What is wrong with people? Do they think that, just because they found it on Teh Internets, they have a right to steal it? Or, do they just not care? I don’t get it. It’s not even like this girl was being half-way smart about it, either. If she’d copied it to her own server, I would have been less likely to have noticed (or cared!) that she’d taken it.
And, damn! I made brownies yesterday and forgot to put one in my lunch this morning. I also made some kick-ass vegetable soup, which I did remember to bring. It’s got all sorts of good stuff in it: garlic, green onions, tomatoes, potatoes, broccoli, carrots, celery, and brussels sprouts (I didn’t have cabbage, which is just as well, because I think the brussels sprouts were even better). It’s rich and thick and just what I needed, bein’ deathly ill an’ all.
I received my copy of The Diary of Anne Frank: the revised critical edition–just in time, too, because I needed something to entertain me while I battled the plague. The book is a bit overwhelming, and, at 800+ pages is too large and heavy to be a comfortable read-in-bed book, but I couldn’t wait to get started on it. I haven’t gotten to the actual diaries yet–yes, diaries, plural. While in hiding, Anne wrote, then rewrote her diary with an eye toward publication. Then, her father expurgated much from the version that was originally published, so there are three versions of the diary–because I’m working my way through the documentation at the beginning of the book. There’s quite a lot of it, so it’s no small feat. Not that it’s not fascinating–it is!–but I can’t wait to get to the diaries themselves. Obviously, I’m reading them because I’m interested in the subject matter. I’m also interested in them as a journaler, though, so that gives me another perspective to consider as I’m reading them.
red paper boat 