Author: Pearl L

where was i when this was released?! the program is called Zempt, and it’s a fairly powerful tool that lets you post, edit, save entries, and change options for your MovableType blog posts from your local machine when you’re not online. This is exactly the tool i’ve been needing for quite some time! woohoo!! :D

Now if only i can get the winamp plugin for zempt to work… ;-)

nothing super duper drastic:
– links are put closer to the top of the page to enable easy hopping to friendly blogs
– archives and individual entry links moved down… who uses them anyway?!
– font and color of post title changed to something darker; all caps style removed
– box format around posts removed

unfortunately, the page now looks a little funny in Opera — not all the changes are being displayed properly. *wince*

any other Opera users having the same problem? or is it just me?

it’s a little strange that all the workout equipment in the gym in this hotel in India hails from the 714 area code back in the States.

Thursday 12 Feb 2004
5:30pm

sitting here in my posh hotel room overlooking a lake in the suburbs of powai, and having only been really “out” on the town 2 or 3 times, i can’t say that i have experienced enough of india to too say much new. but i’ve some impressions. the weather is beautiful here, although the air is dirty and there’s dust all around. the traffic, however, is something else. lanes don’t really exist here. the larger roads are divided with small cement dividers so opposing cars don’t find themselves in unhappy meetings, while smaller roads are free for alls, with cars and rickshaws squeezing past each other in an effort to get to where they’re going. horns are beep-beeping incessantly as vehicles announce their presence before squeaking past another driver. i wonder if these people are better drivers because they have to constantly pay attention to the cars around them, and maneuver appropriately. because, through all the chaos, there is a certain logic of its own, like red blood cells flowing past each other through the artery of a man who’s done the atkins diet all wrong — smoothly through the clear parts but unevenly through the clogged parts. this lack of clear and linear organization almost feels organic.

i think that’s a pretty safe way to describe a lot of things I see here: organic. people are in a strange natural state here, living in the dirt and the dust and the green vegetation of this city by the sea. there is cement everywhere, but it is all surrounded by palm trees and fern-like fronds and shiny leafed trees that manage to hardily stand up to the strange elements in the air, their branches laboriously twisting upwards through the thick miasma of human industrial living. and in a way, i’ve fallen in love with this town — it is clear by the way people live that the people believe they live with the elements rather than in spite of them…

pictures soon to come. i forgot the charger for my digicam at home so no pics to upload just yet. but here’s a pic from my webcam of the view out our hotel window.