January 3, 2001

It was a dark & snowy night.



Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:
[This is the site I visit to fantasize about living in Toronto again, which is almost every single day during the winter]

Jonathan Cainer's Zodiac Forecasts
[This is where I visit in the morning, when I need a positive spin on things past, present and future.]

Living Local
[This is where I go to see what Canadians are up to, sometimes I even buy things from the businesses listed there.]

Environment Canada Weather
[This is the site I visit every morning, and before every road trip during the winter]

My arrival in cyberspace is a little late this week due to a general state of happiness.

Time continues to outpace me. The days are lost to occupation. The daily minutiae of life occupy my time.

Lately I have been fascinated with the infinity of the possible. It has not always been so.

"You can not do that" messages and smirks of contempt abound in the adult world. For some reason, at this place and in this time, I pay them no heed. Of greater interest is the exploration of what I can do and, more importantly, what I would like to do.

There was a time when I feared that I would drown in a sea of mediocrity. There were people in my daily life who personified the "dog eat dog" and the "you're a moron" philosophies of life. Contempt seemed to drip from lips that curled or smiled, it made little difference. I would plod into my mornings and escape into my evenings on a daily basis. Life tasted bitter.

Then those people were no longer a part of my daily existence. The landscape changed.

And, lately I have been fascinated with the infinity of the possible.

The New Year arrived quietly for Attila and I. "The Teenager" was off with her friends. She called at midnight to wish us a Happy New Year and then disappeared once more into her social life. At home, we cooked up a pizza, with all our favorite toppings; we read and chatted, and watched several episodes of "Kavanagh QC". It was lovely to spend time together

The snow continues to fall and to accumulate. Attila works outdoors and it has been heavy going for him. I would not be surprised if snowshoes become a necessity. Each night he comes home exhausted and gratefully soaks in a hot tub. When he is dried, dressed, and fed, out he goes to shovel the white stuff so that he can get his vehicle out the next morning and start the cycle again.

The view from the windows continues to simplify into a white wall. I am grateful that our neighbors across the street persist in turning on their outdoor Christmas lights each evening. This practice provides bursts of color in the white/gray/black scenery, most welcome.

After considering setting up my own server for web sites, I have decided to hire one instead. I have been thinking about this project for several years. It seemed adroit to explore first the less expensive alternatives. Eventually my web site will be moved to its own domain. The process is taking much longer than I had anticipated and it may be some time before the transition is enacted. It has kept me very busy though, researching and comparing services and prices around the world. I will write more here when things have developed further.

It came to my attention, as I went through the process of obtaining a domain and a web host, that my record keeping habits are abysmal. Passwords were missing in action and at times, I could not even remember the Usernames I needed to retrieve the passwords. Consequently, I have spent several days setting up software to keep records organized and handy on the Macintosh. I have settled on and purchased "Scrapit Pro", a utility that allows me to save and search text, pictures, movies and sounds. Already I have created forty categories containing over twenty-four MB of material.

In order to take full advantage of "Scrapit Pro", I am trying out another piece of software. "Snapz Pro" is shareware and one can try it out for fifteen days before its functionality decreases. This software will take screenshots of anything and save them anywhere in a variety of formats. Now if I see anything I want to file, I can copy it as a picture, a sound or a movie and in one keystroke save it to the correct category in my scrapbook.

These two modestly priced pieces of software should keep me organized.

As the time to replace/upgrade my computer approaches I find myself increasingly attached to the system and setup that I have. Maybe it would be better to prolong the life of this old Mac by adding some additional memory. I wonder can you love a computer.

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Worldly Distractions

Snowman Icons on the Desktop
Snow on the Desktop

By the Easy Chair
The Laptop and Reunion

On the Screen
Screen Shots and Software Manuals

In the Kitchen
Stir Fry with Herbed Tofu and Italian Style Vegetables

02:46 EST
Temp: -7` C Cold,
Humidity: 93%
Wind: SW 12 mph
Barometric: 29.97 inSunrise 7:55AM EST
Sunset 5:04PM EST

Page by Page: A Woman's Journal
by Maggie Turner

Canadian Maggie Turner writes and publishes poetry, photography, and a personal journal online. Her work reflects the current way of life in Canada, embracing Canada's past, present, and future in a unique portrayal of everyday life. Maggie's voice is one of the many that actively depict the rich diversity of Canadian culture.

Photography: "a term which comes from the Greek words photos (light) and graphos (drawing). A photograph is made with a camera by exposing film to light in order to create a negative. The negative is then used in the darkroom to print a photograph (positive) onto light-sensitive paper.
Source: University of Arizona Glossary

Poetry: "a form of speech or writing that harmonizes the music of its language with its subject. To read a great poem is to bring out the perfect marriage of its sound and thought in a silent or voiced performance. At least from the time of Aristotle's Poetics, drama was conceived of as a species of poetry."
Source: Creative Studios

Journal: " "Though a journal may be many things - a treasury, a storehouse, a jewelry box, a laboratory, a drafting board, a collector's cabinet, a snapshot album, a history, a travelogue..., a letter to oneself - it has some definable characteristics. It is a record, an entry-book, kept regularly, though not necessarily daily.... Some (entries) will be nearly illegible, written in the dark in the middle of the night.... Not only is it a record for oneself, but of oneself. Every memorable journal, any successful journal, is honest. Nothing sham, phony, false...." (Dorothy Lambert from Ken Macrorie's book, Writing to be Read )
A journal is a way to keep track of your thoughts about what you read... as well as what you did on any given day."
Source: Journal Writing

A Blog is an online journal created by server side software, often hosted by a commercial interest.

"The term "weblog" was coined by Jorn Barger[4] on 17 December 1997. The short form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog in April or May 1999.[5][6][7] Shortly thereafter, Evan Williams at Pyra Labs used "blog" as both a noun and verb ("to blog," meaning "to edit one's weblog or to post to one's weblog") and devised the term "blogger" in connection with Pyra Labs' Blogger product, leading to the popularization of the terms."

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