Before they changed its name to “Flash” (I really need to take a look at the use of case on this site). I’ve followed the development of flash from its infancy and have been endlessly impressed by its capabilities. When futuresplash came out we had only just discovered how to assemble a multipart gif by leaving out the spaces in table - heady times - so when I first saw a demo by a uk developer I was hooked. There I was wishing there was some way to control the leading of web-page type and here comes this demo with a silver spaceship that crosses the whole screen - it was magic.
I thought this application worked so well, I modified it to regenerate four other diary-style web sites. Oops. Oh well, these things always go a little wrong at first ;-)
But I thought I’d mention that I’d spotted a bug (a spare double quote in the markup) which was breaking the newer link in the site masthead. Should work ok now.
This is the last week of/01/2002. Nicki (My wife) is six months pregnant with our first baby. I’m deep in a new-business struggle (If someone had told me I’d have to weather another recession I’d have laughed - what? twice in one lifetime, my gran only had 1929 to deal with…). My desk is piled high with paperwork and unfinished previous work, and to cap it all off, the limited company that owns my freehold has had all its Companies House deadlines arrive at once. Damn, how do I manage to appear so calm?
On Sunday, January 27, 2002, at 10:54 AM, josé-antionio sobrino reineke wrote:
OK the stylesheet is being tampered with a lot today – mea culpa. Apologies for purple type on purple background;-) Actually, the current scheme was created by Nicki, for a wall in our flat…
Ok so now the width of this column is defined as thirty times the width of a monospaced character. If you zoom your browser’s type-size settings in and out, the width of the column should expand and contract such that there is always a theoretically ideal number of words in each line.
I wonder what he’s up to these days…
Great chieftan o the puddin race. Have you learnt your poems? We’re off to Billy and Ohna’s tonight, and by the time the cron job that posts these things runs I hope to be largely whisky :-)
Hilda and husband came round to look at the flat (Dug and Nicki live in a groovy two-bed flat in West End Lane in London - a flat that requires some serious work that Dug was supposed to deal with but didn’t) this morning and liked it. It’s funny, when you deal direct with people (as opposed to estate agents) everything seems so mellow and low pressure.