Last week, some of my users stopped receiving e-mail on their cell phones.
We had the aliases set up for:
mobile.att.net no longer exists.
So, after some research, I got an answer from USENET:
This is also accepting messages:
(But they do not seem to be delivered. Except to one user who recently switched phones.)
A very smart person reports that if your mobile is GSM you might want:
Update–July, 2007: For John and Bertrand, who is on Cingular’s “Pay as You Go” plan:
I did this to my aliases file:
(I only bother to blog about this because simply typing my problem in to Google got me nada.)
When I began attending grammar school, I learned that I was the weird kid. In the first environment in which we keep score, I stood out as a failure. Sure, my grades were okay, but where it supposedly mattered – the esteem of my colleagues – I was outside. Once the weird kid works out some detente with the bullies, and settles down with the fact that people generally don’t care what you do, you can find some non-social activities that interest you and coast through your days as a slacker.
In time it was revealed to me that my failure was a consequence of my intelligence. I was eventually transferred to the gifted school, but I was still a weird kid, who had had trouble socializing, and even at the gifted school I remained weird. That I was weird because I was allegedly smart, yet even among the smart kids I was weird, taught me skepticism. Maybe I wasn’t really that smart, or maybe smart had nothing to do with it.
Being weird isn’t all that bad, as long as you have somewhere else to spend your attention. For me, where other kids had friends and a social life, I had books and model trains and video games. Throughout my life I have tended toward words and hobbies and puzzles while others spend their time calling friends, planning parties, and following gossip. (more…)
On Saturday we went to see the San Francisco Giants play at SBC Park. The Muni disrupted itself so we walked from the BART Embarcadero station. I am not a baseball fan, you could say, so I brought some books along. But we had some suprisingly nice seats where you could actually see what was going on, and when we got there, in the third inning, the score was 0-0 and the Nationals were walking Giants to fill the bases. Then J.T. Snow and Moises
ALOU, whom I know primarily as a popular filler in crossword puzzles, went and scored a bunch of runs. (more…)
So . . . this is an old rant.
I was working on a project to multi-home our upstream Internet connectivity. When I started, I was inheriting something where the telco providing us with the new circuit would also give us a router, and configure it, and take care of all the BGP configuration, and we wouldn’t have to renumber. (more…)
Good news from Chicago:
On May 17, 2005, at 11:45 a.m., the presidents of S. Rosen’s, produced by Alpha Baking Co. and Vienna Beef, will convene at the James R. Thompson Center at 100 W. Randolph St. in Chicago, for the formal signing of a “piece” treaty promising to forever more package their hot dogs and buns in the same quantity: eight!
Man, ever since we moved to California we’ve been eating fewer hotdogs and more Asian food. It is good to hear of progress being made in the encased meats industry of my homeland. Can anyone recommend a vendor in the Bay Area who sells Vienna Beef hotdogs?
(I guess I can give the Stadium Pub another try sometime. They are only a few blocks from my house . . .)
(Thanks for the tip, Dave, and bon appetit.)
If you’re frustrated with the American government, then you may enjoy reading, hearing, or seeing George Galloway, a British MP falsely accused of oil profiteering, call our government for what it is, a pack of fabricating, war-lusting, profiteering liars: (more…)
Travelling is my time to do things I wouldn’t normally do, like drink a lot of soda, or today, watch some Fox News, to hear what’s going on in the mind of “Red America.” What is going on, apparently, is a whole lot of whining. They are running the country, the economy is doing well, and Iraq seems like it just might work out, and they are whining in outrage about the evils of the world. (more…)
The words of Cardinal Joseph Bernadin, of Chicago:
“If one contends, as we do, that the right of every fetus to be born should be protected by civil consensus, then our moral, political, and economic responsibilities do not stop at the moment of birth. Those who defend the right to life of the weakest among us must be equally visible in support of the quality of life of the powerless among us: the old and the young, the hungry and the homeless, the undocumented immigrant and the unemployed worker. Such a quality-of-life posture translates into specific political and economic positions on tax policy, employment generation, welfare policy, nutrition and feeding programs, and health care. Consistency means we cannot have it both ways. We cannot urge a compassionate society and vigorous public policy to protect the rights of the unborn and then argue that compassion and significant public programs on behalf of the needy undermine the moral fibre of the society or are beyond the proper scope of governmental responsibility.”
This weekend I started thinking that when the Republicans get around to the brazen cheating required to remove the filibuster, that the Democrats had damn well have somebody on the floor flibustering who, when told that they aren’t recognized to speak, answers back that the chair isn’t recognized to change the cloture rules as they just did, and they will keep speaking, because if you check your history book, you’ll see that Senators have been filibustering for two hundred years, and they aren’t about to stop simply because Bill Frist tells them to. I was hoping that maybe just maybe the Democrats would manage to get an image on television of the Capitol Police escorting a speaking senator off of the floor of the Senate. Something that would look very much like a Coup d’Etat, or at least something where the Democrats, outnumbered and outgunned, were seen to stick passionately to principles of national consensus, while Republicans ruthlessly took advantage of their power to push forward their own agenda.
Or, maybe when it came to a vote, enough Republicans would want to maintain the spirit of the Senate and not vote to start screwing with the filibuster. They’d be seen as reasonable people, willing to put the national interest before their party agenda.
Maybe not. This morning I woke up to the news that John McCain brokered a compromise on the filibuster, in that the Democrats will agree not to filibuster, thus preserving their right to filibuster.
Maybe instead of Red States and Blue States it should be Red States and Green States. The Red States eat red mad cow meat, drive pickup trucks, and believe that it is their way or no way. The Green States sip soy-cream lattes and prance around in their SUVs effeminately crying over how bad it is that the whole place is run by Reds and when the meat-eating Red Staters bark ever viler commands the Green Staters flutter their wrists and collapse on the ground in a cowardly heap and cry about the sad fact that life is hard and we’re just oh so misundertood. If only more people listened to Garrison Keillor . . .
Cowardly Democrats. No wonder I voted for Nader in 2000.
I get spam from Atlas, a maker of model train tracks, rolling stock, and other fun bits. Usually I chuck it in the SPAM folder but today I took a peek:
NOTICE! HO & N FORD TAURUS
We are sorry to inform you that the HO and N Ford Taurus models offered in the April mini-catalogs have been canceled due to insufficient orders to meet production minimums. All back orders will be canceled.
The Taurus has a reputation for being unappealing, but when even the model train enthusiasts turn their noses up, well, I have to chuckle.
NoCal has different summer heat than the Midwest. Here, we have a limp, dry heat. It’s just heat. No drama, just hot. (more…)
Punctuates the paragraphs
Of life’s narrative
Indentation, for summer’s
Long hot sentences.
Pause, and gather breath,
Reverence for those stories
. . .