"Shit, we're a dot-com statistic," gasped Sue, "a fucking dot-com cliche!"
Tim let out a hearty guffaw. Lisa and Elliot clanked glasses and hooted.
Though we were all drinking on rumors, they were confirmed when Jackie walked through the door with a solemn look in her eyes.
"Is it true?" someone asked from behind me.
"I was bored and I liked his name—it was simple, it was exhilarating."
That's a quote of a quote used in a paper on online romances.
Here's a funny phenomenon:
Every time you put a new web designer on a project, he/she simply MUST redesign the site.
I have yet to find one that is comfortable with the current "look and feel." All of them simply have to put their own stamp on it.
And I'm not going to lie. I'm guilty of this too.
Cookies aren't all that bad.
Internet cookies, I mean. The kind left behind by browsers to keep track of information.
Cookies are what make it possible to create customizable and personalizable web interfaces. Wouldn't it be nice to have an interface modeled just for you? Everyone has their own preferences and tastes. With a customizable interface, you can do just that. And a happy surfer is a happy friend, father, mother, brother, sister, etc.
It was believed that computers would give people more free time by making mundane tasks more efficient. We would all be lounging around, sipping our martinis, while computers made our lives easier.
That hasn't exactly happened, has it? Instead, we've become slaves to the clock.
What's with web portals these days? Every large corporation seems to want one. Do they really believe there's big money to be made in the portal business? Or is it just an easy solution to sell to your CEOs when they ask for a web presence?
What's with the tiny fonts designers seem to love nowadays?
Have you seen them? Some of the nicest designed sites (those that are considered at the cutting edge of web design) use the tiniest of tiny font sizes possible. And they use it for their main copy too.
Does this bother you as much as it bothers me?
I'm sitting here, using Netscape Navigator to check out a web site. All of a sudden, I'm slapped with a big ole' "Best Viewed with Internet Explorer" message across my face.
Weekly random rambles, musings & writings of Mike Lee in San Francisco, CA