Infrequently Noted

Alex Russell on browsers, standards, and the process of progress.

XSLT

On another note...if XSLT hadn't already been developed, it's what I'd be writing Santa for.

Yes, I've been using XML for years, and no, I don't have an excuse for not using XSLT before...so sue me =)

XSLT templates + python + my python CGI caching engine = one very happy web developer.

IE5

Some bugs just creep in and out of your consciousness until someone forcibly sets them right in front of you. Today's case in point? The content loader and IE 5.0.

Ever since Jeff Yates showed me how to use the XMLHTTP object, I've been wondering if it would be possible to use that to re-construct the content loader for IE 5.0...lo and behold, it works.

Since I haven't been testing on this platform for like years, it's going to take a while to find all of the latent bugs that I've introduced without knowing it. Nevertheless, I'm totally stoked about how fast it runs, and the fact that menus seem to work flawlessly just gives me that holiday cheer all over =)

Work

Looking for work in back-end web development, advanced DHTML, or computer security. My resume is available.

Job Hunt

My job hunt starts today.

I didn't really think that I'd be doing this so soon, but I can't take school any more (and evidently the feeling is mutual). Somehow I feel free now. I know that most people feel apprehension when thinking about looking for a job (especially in this environment), but I feel strangely calm about the whole thing. I know what I'm good at, I know that I'm smart enough, I know that I can teach myself whatever it is I need to know, and I know that I work like a frigging dog. Somehow I'm not terribly worried. Perhaps I should be.

Texas

I miss Texas.

I miss the days where it's so bright outside that you can't really look at anything for very long, but everything is just more fascinating for it. The way you know you won't ever really be comfortable in your circa '85 car without A/C. The way the rain comes in massive torrents at the beginning of the summer, and not at all near the end. The way so much is slower, and faster, and different.

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