A journal of questionable quality

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

accessibilty blues..

OK, who's idea was the accessibility thing?

Sounded like a nice little project to keep me amused while the wind refuses to appear.

Zoetrope is now sporting a menu complete with access keys, as in 'alt+z' type stuff for people who don't use a mouse.

Some project - it all needed hand coding, virtue of the way I had done the menu in the first place.

Could have avoided it all by doing it at design time, but was, as usual, in too much of a hurry to get the thing running.

Most of it done and refreshed now, 9 hours later than I expected, after drifting off, hanging off the phone talking to Brother Singh, old mate, business partner, him driving through the mountains of Canada, me sitting in a cold home office in Australia.

Seems he has himself a new hobby that involves driving a semi around the place. He was never a good driver here, and now he's driving on the wrong side of the road!!

I miss him. We were in cabs together years ago - him a licence owner, me the fleet manager of a cab company, then a cab lessee, we had a lot in common, still do.

Pussy and substance abuse seem to spring to mind.

Not always in that order.

Wants me to go over right away and have a look at his latest scheme.

Getting into Winter, as we are, with him getting into Summer as he is, provides a compelling arguement, but not one staunch enough to pass Yvonne who will no doubt see it for what it is - a trip for the hell of it.

Ahh, but while there is life, there is hope.



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