Sunday 13 June 1999
Weekends are great for dreaming. High point of this night must have been the fight with a 10 meter long sturgeon (the fish, not surgeon, though it certainly seemed ready to amputate any body part it could get to). My only weapon was a lighter, though a very good one, which I used much as a light saber. (No, I haven't seen any of the Star Wars films. I generally don't go to movies unless it's part of an evening with a friend, or friends.) Anyway, as a light saber the lighter was less than impressive, but it did scare the fish.
Long time ago, I mentioned Programmer's File Editor, which I used for a while to edit my web pages instead of Notepad or Wordpad. It had some drawbacks, though. For instance, it did not handle Win95 filenames correctly. Now, I've downloaded the newest version (from this winter) and it looks good. It's fast (like "instant" fast) even on my underachieving 486 old-old PC, it's flexible, it does what it is told without asking "Are you sure you want to throw away all the formatting you don't have before I graciously allow you to save this file?" and it's definitely non-pussy.
Apart from sleeping, walking, and of course the homecooked macaroni & cheese dinner, I've also acquainted myself with the game Settlers III. As well I should, since I translated half the Norwegian manual. It was a total rush job, and I hate rush jobs, so I am not particularly proud of the work. Not that most people read manuals anyway. Especially not for this game, which has a nice step-by-step tutorial scenario. It probably also helps that I played the original Settlers, known in the USA as "Serf City" or some such. Don't know why. The cheesy name probably contributed to its failure over there, along with the fact that it's German. It's not like we've forgotten the two World Wars and the lesson that they taught us: That Germans are dangerous if not well fed. (Well, there may be other lessons too, but space is limited.)
Did you know all there is to know about potassium? In addition to Mike Leung's fascinating treatise, let me add that a symptom of too much potassium (or kalium, as we prefer to call it) is uncontrollable crying for no psychological reason. Reading this, years ago, made me wonder if it's lack of element K in my food that is the reason I almost never cry, or if I'm just happy all of the time...