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The Return of Hobbes, in which it’s demonstrated quite clearly (almost painfully) that Jack and Tyler in Fight Club are in fact Calvin and Hobbes from, well, Calvin and Hobbes.

I feel like watching the movie again now. Which is too bad, since I really, really did not like it.

Dang I wish I could think of a reason to use MapServer. Here I am, just a couple miles away from its birthplace, itching to go to their first MapServer Users Meeting, and I have no real reason to use the software. It just looks so damn cool. If I worked for the DNR, that would be one thing: they do all sorts of stuff with it. But no. I work in higher ed. Not a lot of call.

Let me think. Maps to campuses? More detailed network status maps? I dunno. Let me know if you have any ideas. It won’t likely be nearly as cool a work-related expense as buying an iPod to bootstrap an XServe cluster, but it might be as close as I get.

A librarian speaks out against the USA Patriot Act.

And surprise! The USDOJ and FBI are drafting a sequel to the USA Patriot Act that would authorize even broader powers to infringe on civil liberties. An interesting provision would add a minimum of five years to criminal sentences for knowingly using encryption technology while committing a crime. This would likely discourage use of encryption for legitimate purposes.

On that tangent, I just came across WinPT, a collection of GnuPG tools for Windows.

I’ve always assumed that obfuscating email addresses on web pages was an exercise in futility. Something like HiveLogic’s Enkoder is probably quite effective, but simple things like replacing each character with its equivalent HTML entity (e.g. e for e) can’t possibly be. I figure we have to give some credit to the spambot writers: they can’t fall for trivial deceptions like that forever, and no doubt some caught on years ago.

A recent study demonstrates otherwise. They set up hundreds of email addresses, each used for a single purpose, and tracked the received mail over a six month period. As expected, addresses made available on public web sites received the most spam. What very much surprises me is that email addresses obfuscated either using HTML entity or human-readable equivalents (e.g. “username at domain dot com”) received no spam.

This is bound to change, but it still catches me off guard. Of course, in the situation I face at work (dozens of people maintaining web sites over which I have no control, no chance of using either of these techniques consistently), it really doesn’t matter. I figure I could either filter email addresses on all outgoing pages, which isn’t worth the overhead, or write something that periodically spiders the site and “fixes” pages. Neither option is really worth the trouble. What I can do is try to prevent spambots from hitting our sites in the first place. Lotsa fun to be had there.

Hey Matt, if you’re reading: how about this for a discussion at April’s meeting?

We went to see Paul Hintz play at Black’s Ford in Wayzata last night. Paul is my favorite local guitarist, actually one of my favorite guitarists, period. When I worked at the Roastery and we had musicians play weekend nights, he was the only one I made sure I was there for. He’s great.

Turns out he plays Black’s Ford about every month, so I have something new to look forward to in our remaining time out here in the ‘burbs.

Oh. The food’s great, too. I’ve been there for lunch a number of times, but never for dinner. They used to have the distinction of being the only place in Wayzata you could get a good espresso (Maravonda). I have no idea whether that’s still true, but their dinner specials were spectacular.

Good food, great jazz guitar. Could it get better?

As if the Total Information Awareness office’s logo weren’t bad enough, Ready.gov‘s icons are just plain awful. Or maybe they’re hilarious, as demonstrated here.

Hmph. That’s two days in a row that I’ve described something as hilarious. Gotta get me a thesaurus. Either that or stop reading funny things.

Story on Infoworld.

No comment.

These Weight Watchers cards from 1974 are hilarious. I just kept laughing and laughing and laughing.

Lawrence Lessig writes about MIT Press requesting permission to publish single lines from 12 different songs in a book being released this summer. They requested permission and received 10 forms and two replies.

One reply, from the representatives of the Kinks, demanded $1500 … for permission to reprint a single line “help me, help me, help, me sail away” from the song “Sunny afternoon,” and $10,000 for a more extensive quote.

The other reply, from representatives of the Kobain estate (which I assume is within Courtney Love?s control) forbids him from reprinting the line “polly says her back hurts? from the Nirvana song “Polly.”

MIT has nonetheless decided that these words are protected by fair use, despite these demands.

Sounds about right to me.

The Farscape series finale aired in the US a couple nights ago. If every episode were that strong, I’d miss the show. Phenomenal. One of the things that I really liked about Farscape was that it did not often talk down to the audience, repeatedly banging viewers over the head with explanations for what was happening. Star Trek: Voyager did that all the time, drove me nuts. Instead, Farscape often started an episode mid-story, leaving it to us to fill in the blanks to figure out how the crew had gotten themselves in a jam this time, or even what the jam was. The finale did this, and I am glad.

I just wish they’d ended it about a minute earlier. Call me sentimental.