I really have nothing to say…

This is actually just a test of my new blog entry composition form, which I whipped up tonight to keep from having to manually insert each new article directly into the database (and the even more tedious part, classifying it to appear in the right section).

If you’re reading this, it works! And most likely, my iBook’s battery ran out before I had the chance to go back in and delete this stupid article!

Feel free to post your comments on how super-cool I am, of course.

Now that’s just wrong.

I’m trying out Google AdSense on my site for the second time. Although on one hand I feel a bit like a tool (OK, I am a tool, but that’s beside the point), it is nice to potentially make a little money from these sites (even if it would take approximately 800 years to earn enough to pay for one month of hosting… if I weren’t getting the hosting for free).

Anyway… so as I said, I’m trying out Google AdSense on the site, hence those ugly ad panels in the left columns of all of the pages.

We’re off to a rocky start, though, and I have previously unexpected doubts over the accuracy of Google’s algorithms, having discovered that they put ads for nudist/naturist sites on a page of family photos! (And there was nothing of an illicit nature in those photos, I assure you…)

So, Google, consider yourself on double-secret probation. Don’t make me sic Marmalard on you!

So long, WordPress!

Well, that’s it. As of last night, the last traces of WordPress on my site are gone.

There’s nothing really wrong with WordPress; in fact, for what it does it’s pretty elegant and flexible. But since, let’s be honest, I’m a geek, and I’m more about building my site than actually creating any meaningful content for it, running it on someone else’s engine is unsatisfying, and almost feels like cheating.

Besides, WordPress (and probably any other third-party tool) will never do everything I want it to, or at least it won’t do it precisely in the way I want it to. And it’s more fun for me to write my own code than to tweak someone else’s. So here we go.

Coolest. Name. Ever.

Yesterday I came across what is surely the coolest name ever: Melchior Vulpius.

He was an early Lutheran hymn composer. Apparently his family name was originally Fuchs, but he Latinized it to Vulpius, a fact which thoroughly confounded me until I learned that fuchs is German for “fox.” Thanks, Babelfish!

Some mathematicians are best off sticking with the purely theoretical…

A Game Theoretical Approach to the Toilet Seat Problem

Clever, yes. And fairly well-reasoned (if decidedly tongue-in-cheek). However, for the paranoid and germophobic (including myself on both counts), this entire line of reasoning leaves out the most important component of the system: the lid.

Extra effort be damned, the lid must be closed! And if my anecdotal experience is any indication, women are far more likely to leave the seat down and lid up than men are to leave everything up vs. closing the lid.

C’mon people, the lid is there for a reason! (Several, in fact.) Use it! Besides, we all know the average American leads a far too (and increasingly) sedentary lifestyle. You need the exercise.