Here are a few things I've been thinking about this week:
- Once I completed Eats, Shoots and Leaves, I thought I'd be spotting bad punctuation all over the place. Instead, I found another misuse of the word "grizzly" in place of "grisly." It was in this week's Entertainment Weekly magazine in a review of the book The Italian Boy: "Wise's first book uses a grizzly 1831 murder...". When, oh, when will people stop murdering those poor grizzly bears?! Then again, EW has never been anyone's standard for superior editing practices.
- I worked until 9:00 p.m. last night restoring the content of a website that underwent a catastrophic three-server meltdown which wiped it out along with all its backups. A site that helped the process immensely was Archive.org. They store website archives at various intervals for pretty much any site you can think of. They didn't have anything beyond June 2003 for the site I was working on, but it was close enough to be a very valuable head start. A big shout-out to the Webdawg, who did all the really hard technical stuff.
- My fish is still alive, but acting strangely. I keep finding him draped over the top of the thermometer in his tank with his head and most of his body out of the water. Betas are air-breathers, so it isn't quite as freaky as it may sound. Still, it seems somewhat alarming, but the next time I check on him, he's usually swimming around again. He's only on his second day of an eight-day medication cycle, so I'll just have to wait and see.
- We're switching health insurance companies at work and the new company asks a lot more questions than the last one. It's such a drag to try to figure out the dates of every illness I've had over the last five years. Did I have my appendix out in 1999 or 2000? Did I have pneumonia last winter or the winter before? Are these six medications the only ones my husband takes, or are there more hidden somewhere else? I thought that was the point of agreeing to fork over your medical records. Who remembers these things?