Shame on you, Jackie

Jackie Chan DrunkI was going through some Wikipedia articles today, and had to do some minor editing on the Jackie Chan article. Just after I finished making the corrections, I popped into Jackie’s discussion page and at the very bottom, someone had yanked off an entry about Jackie being drunk on stage. He jumped on stage, wanted to sing a duet, and insulted his audience when they heckled him — at least he admitted to being drunk. Now, that’s news.

For someone I consider myself glad to be his fan [even though I’m not as obsessive as most other fans would be], I must say I’m quite shocked at this display of irresponsible behavior. The story’s been Dugg, and Googling ‘Jackie Chan Drunk’ brings up links to stories about his drunkenness on a stage that isn’t Drunken Master or its sequel.

I must say I’m highly disappointed, but in his defense, nobody’s perfect — especially so-called ‘celebrities.’ His son Jaycee must have been seriously embarassed, as Jackie must have been when he got out of his drunken stupor.

Poor Jackie, but I do not take back my comments.

At the Writing Club

Rebecca looked good, although it’s sometimes to hard to tell the pain she’s going through with her divorce. She always has this calm, collected air around her which I’d like to have. We talked about summer classes and her two boys before Dr Najjar came in. She’s been doing fine, although I think she doesn’t come on MSN Messenger because I’m always invisible.

It was so good to see Dr Najjar again. She’s been through quite a lot — her friend’s aneurysm, her brother’s death, and then Israel bombing her country, all within the space of two months. She must be really worried about her relatives back in Lebanon currently, as the Israelis have killed more civilians than the Hezbollah.

Heather walked in thirty minutes later, hilarious as ever. She’d make a good clown [I mean this in a good way]. She seems to find some mischievous pleasure in mimicking me — making faces that I’m sure don’t look the way mine does — an dher usual teasing, trying to get me to talk.

We discussed the achievements of the Scribblers’ Society, and our shortcomings. Everyone had some idea or the other, although I still have the same self-expression problem. ‘Why don’t you want to talk — because we’re al ladies?’ Heather chided. ‘You should feel blessed!’ 😆

Well, one thing I know is that we’re going to move forward, despite the dismal turnout now. I might surprise them by registering msuscribblers.com in future — that is, as soon as I restructure the base AuthWare code and add on all the features I’m thinking of. I’m waiting for my books to arrive from Amazon before I start anything. Let me not go into code here.

Blues

I’ve been quite numb for the past few days, and I’m sure everyone around me has noticed. I think I haven’t been getting much sleep because of the projects I’m working on.

I’ve been quite disillusioned with the goings-on around me for a while. I’ve been stuck on two of the ugliest designs I ever came up with for the Still-Learning portal. I’m having problems with some localhost subdomains and the cookies set — I’m beginning to wonder whether to take the entire system down.

I haven’t written anything on The Farce in a very long while, except a very crappy chapter which I hope to tear out of my note before Sunday.

As usual, Prof. Irfan rattles on and on about lots of topics — among which her personal life is chief. I’m grateful for it because we’ve written just one [boring] essay this semester.

My Dad was offshore and I was beginning to panic. He came back just long enough to send me my housing money [and some extras]. Well, I ordered four books from Amazon today to move me up to the next level of PHP-AJAX interoperability. I’ll also be revising AuthWare’s code in the nearby future.

Just when I thought I was beginning to get out of the blues, someone came on Yahoo messenger and insulted me yesterday. I’d have loved to be in the same room with him — this was one instance I wouldn’t have controlled myself. Luckily, bones don’t get broken on the internet…

Bored

I’m supposed to be redesigning the new Still-Learning site and moving it over to Joomla with a custom theme. I made the sketch ages ago but just started designing today. It was hell…

Firefox and Opera behaved wonderfully, but IE simply refused to budge, adding an ‘extra’ background to the div immediately below a closed one. I don’t want to look at the code again — I just might smash my screen.

Mike Lopez, one of my clients sent me a sketch for a WordPress feature he wanted implemented. I’m thinking the only way is to write a custom wordpress plugin, but I don’t want to put up with the hassle of writing an admin page. I’ll just write the code inside the index theme file and hope for the best.

I have so much to do, yet I’m bored.

Eggs…

This week has been very uneventful, except maybe for the new cooking I tried. I bought a carton of white eggs at the corner shop, and silly as I was tried noiling them in the microwave. Only one made it out fully formed — the rest exploded, spattering the insides of my microwave with soggy albumen and egg yolk.

Dumbie that I am, I later realized I had a rice cooker which performed the job well. There are two eggs in the fridge today and hopefully, they shouldn’t survive this night.

Cookies

I installed the CookieSafe extension for Firefox about a month ago and my browsing experience has never been the same — it’s about the best thing since guguru and epa [I mean it].

I spend an awful amount of time deleting cookies from other people’s paid ads[names like ads.doubleclick.net, media.fastclick.net and a.tribalfusion.com are some of the ones I really hate seeing]. It’s amazing how many cookies one picks up in four hours’ surfing.

Gosh, I’m glad I got this. For want of anything useful to blog about, I’m blogging about this.