Was the access point named "Free Public WiFi"? If so, it was probably this XP bug>. If not, no clue.
That's really odd. It was 'Free Public WiFi', but I'm running Linux.
Ah, awesome. I've wanted to know what the explanation for 1 was forever.
The bug was not on your computer, but on the Win XP computer of someone else on the train. That computer was falsely broadcasting the access point based on the SSID of a network it had previously encountered.
Huh. I do feel all gullible: my instant reaction was "this is great!" rather than reasonable skepticism about how they (the city government?) could or would possibly be providing internet access on the A train.
Don't feel bad, LB. You have faith in government; that's why you're a Democrat.
A fine reason to hold onto my Windows ME operating system.
Don't feel bad, LB. You have faith in government; that's why you're a Democrat unknowingly supporting three families on credit cards issued in your name.
OT: I always figured that law profs, you know, the ones who will be interviewing me for jobs in like a year, don't read Unfogged's 100+ comment threads, but, uh, apparently they do. I shall be going "presidential" more often, and really hope that they never read my Mineshafty comment-jacks about being disowned. Crap.
My fault. Loose lips...
On the other hand, I got such good advice from you all. But still, I should have gone presidential.
Well for like other things. But I didn't for the disownment thread. And hey, another thing to go "Crap!" about--apparently going presidential isn't like super secret, is it.
I am awful at keeping my own secrets, what can I say.
Portland is about to lose its municipal Wifi network, apparently. But in better Portland news, The Decemberists are opening for Obama, the presidential candidate, at the waterfront on Sunday.
Did your law prof bring it up in conversation? Awkward! (And, really, it should be awkward for him or her as well. Admitting to reading deep into Unfogged threads should be just s---okay, almost as---embarrassing as admitting to posting personal stuff on the internet.)
I tell no professor at my school about my online activities. But I use my blog for networking as much as for fun, so I have a fair few blog-friendly law prof types. It was more "Hey, I love Unfogged!" when I mentioned the thing about Unfogged's music mix feature. Which made me wonder...how much do you really love Unfogged? Enough to read 600+ comment threads? Crap!
I mean, hell, Ari is pretty involved in the threads. Ari could very well be reading the personal musings of any number of his students or future candidates for jobs at UC Davis. That could be weird.
But it could work the other way, too.
I have the vague and probably unrealistic hope that anyone who could sustain interest in Unfogged comment threads long enough to read down to the embarrassing stuff wouldn't hold it against you.
Anyone who holds something said on Unfogged against a potential job candidate is a creep. As for me, if I'm screwing around here as much as I have been lately, I have no business judging others for what they do here. Except for Jetpack; his behavior is totally beyond the pale. Also, I think that anyone who comments using a pseud is anonymous. Even if I know who that person actually is. I assume that others act according to those rules as well. If they don't, they're creeps.
But I'm afraid I don't have a job to offer you, Belle. Which is my department's and university's loss.
You're running Linux on your laptop? I must have you.
No, no. I have no technical credibility at all. But given that all I'm doing is websurfing and typing text documents, it's not as if there's any significant usability difference. And it's what the Eee comes with standard.
When is the Eee review coming? I want one. An Eee. Not a review. Well, both really. But I won't buy the former until I've read the latter. So hurry.
What Ari said. If I can live with the keyboard, I shall have a laptop for coffee shop writing.
"I have the vague and probably unrealistic hope that anyone who could sustain interest in Unfogged comment threads long enough to read down to the embarrassing stuff wouldn't hold it against you."
This is certainly true in my case. And odds are good I'd be the only person on the interviewing side of the room for my school who even knows what Unfogged is. We interviewed a formerly prolific blogger a year or so ago, and I know none of my colleagues had any idea. We didn't hire the person, but it had nothing to do with blogging.
Speaking of what Cala said, why don't you have a blog, Cala?
I think it would be highly likely that people who know about my blog (who are many, and include professional contacts, people I've dated, etc.) may search this site for my comments. I just did it as an experiment to see what stuff comes up first, and some of it's kinda juicy. I tend to think about it in terms of "Who could possibly care enough to search?" but if you find a few good hits, it might be worth continuing to do so.
I'd say something like 'because of the time it would take', just for laughs.
34: It takes no time at all. In fact, it adds time to your day, brightens your smile, and puts a bounce in your step. Seriously, why don't you blog? Or do you? Do you have a seekrit blog, Cala? Fine, you don't have to tell me. (Sniff.)
33: Yeah, you're in trouble. Belle not so much. But you, you're totally screwed. And I do have a job for you. You just can't have it. Because of what you wrote on your blog.
In fact, it adds time to your day, brightens your smile, and puts a bounce in your step
You are confusing Cala and her putative blog.
36: My blog I'm not worried about.
38: Do you really worry about the comments here? I wouldn't, were I you. At least not in terms of hiring committees. Ex boyfriends, I have no idea. But I've never seen you write anything here that would make a hiring committee think twice about offering you a job. I mean, committees make decisions for all kinds of crazy-ass reasons. Comments on a blog, though, particularly comments written by someone using a pseud, are not one of them. Which isn't to say that it couldn't happen. I just wouldn't worry about it.
Having failed to get teo in grad school, Ari's turning towards other goals.
39: Suuuuuure. Whatever. It's not like I care.
41: Dude, weren't you busy frightening away all the Jews by speaking German on another thread? Let me work here.
I can't even read what I posted in the other thread. But it was funny when I knew German in 2000.
I was happy to discover I could still read enough German to read that.
40: I guess I'm a little paranoid about people I date, or people I'm semi-friends with, taking offense at the things I write here. I tend to speak as I would to people I'm not too concerned about offending here, and new or troubled relationships are a bit more sensitive.
Must you steal my small triumphs, eb? Have you no heart?
... and we're back with Unfogged's Friday Misery Poker...
And here's the flop. Ooh! Allergies. No help there, I'm afraid....
I lose at misery poker, actually, thanks to the wonders of Aleve.
I was gonna say you win, because, ew, cramps.
I'm going to watch a movie, I guess.
Sorry we're not entertaining enough, B. I could dance. Or do a bit of spoken-word poetry. Oops, sorry, wrong thread.
Someone could write something in comments to a blog that would make me think twice about hiring them. Not something about their family, of course, or love life. Or cock jokes, or undergraduate poetry. Not even their support for Huckabee. Or Nader.
Tell me you don't come to work every day wanting to win the client's case, though, and just watch the interest wane away . . .
58: Yes, that's right. But I've never seen AWB write anything like that. Or really anyone else around these parts. And as for the idea that people don't spend their whole workday working, well, that's not really news to me. Everyone just procrastinates in different ways.
"West Australian Opposition Leader Troy Buswell, who has admitted sniffing a female colleague's chair and snapping another's bra strap, has been accused of squeezing an MP's testicles. A day after an internet blogger admitted he had made up claims that Mr Buswell played soccer with a quokka, a rare wallaby, he was on the back foot after allegedly squirrel-gripping (grabbing the testicles of) Liberal MP Murray Cowper."
Many of us are very defensive here about how much we love our jobs, lest the apparent flow of comments might say otherwise (to ourselves, even).
The quokka story was a hoax? Well, that's a relief at least.
I love my job so much...that I'm looking for a different one.
And I know that at least one other denizen of the empire of The Internet Auction Company Who Must Not Be Named reads this blog. But seeing as I'm a nobody, no biggie.
A week ago, I fucked up my knee a little, and now it feels much worse.
59 -- Well, yeah, I don't remember ever having read a disqualifying comment. From someone who'd ever apply.
Have you kicked any quokkas lately? Are you a squirrel grabber? Answer carefully. What I'm looking for may surprise you.
Actually, forget it, the position of Poet Laureate is already filled.
65: I hope I haven't made any. Then again, I'd probably have a problem with any dept. that took this stuff too seriously
I used to worry a little when I'd see that someone from my firm was reading my blog. I'm so boring, though, that even people spying on me end up looking for better things to do.
I had to think about this a little while ago writing up my Wilner affidavit: how much has the prospect that all my communications are intercepted interfered with my life & work.
I can't believe that if you guys want jobs, you're not already sending me resumes. Everyone else is.
(It's indiscretion day. Re 70, I'm a named plaintiff in a suit against the government over illegal interception of my communications.)
I just rejoined the thread. Lawprof Guy simultaneously made me feel better and also totally paranoid. Ack!
I googled Belle Lettre, and that's fine, all the stuff on my blog I own. I only get personal when I talk about feminism, work/life balance, my shifting intellectual focus from critical race theory to social scientific approaches to employment discrimination and how I feel guilty for no longer donig "Asian American stuff" and why I reject identity politics. So it's more personal than most law profs would write, but not horrible.
But in these comments! Holy schlamoly, between flirting with w-lfs-n and all of the threads about sex that I so foolishly participate in---!!!!
Although, I should probably have worried less about the particular case of my racist dad's potential disownment as being TMI---I think I refer to him as my "psycho strict Asian father" almost every other week on my blog, and talk about how it was from his example that I became a liberal law professor aspirant, and why I wanted to do civil rights law and social justice. So, maybe the hiring committees won't hold it against me after all. I am a symbol of progressive, assimilationist America, and the transformative power of the law!
Are any of you unwashed east coasters harboring any last hopes that the Lakers won't come into your town and shame you? 'Cause that's the path to tears my friends.
73 -- Depends on the opening I have. Obviously always JD with good academics, and nearly always some directly relevant experience.
If not for the JD, which I don't have, I'd apply. Seriously.
On the indiscretion side of things, I've gotten tired of being pseudonymous, but don't want to give up continuity of identity here (and don't really want to associate my commenting history here with my real name).
What about just some guy?
Is the position for gentleman caller vis-à-vis your daughter open?
Is the position for gentleman caller vis-à-vis your daughter open?
Pray tell, to whom are you talking?
Nápi is well-known to have a lovely daughter.
If 79 is addressed to me, the answer is that I'm not authorized to participate in the selection process.
[smoove]Nápi, got any African in your family tree? Want some?[/smoove]
(The white man invented pwnage to make us feel bad.)
The continuity of identity thing is why I don't tack on an extra-pseud. Also, I kind of just suddenly delurked several months ago, and it feels weird to create a new fake persona and do it all over again. Takes a while to build an ethos.
Going presidential, however, is pretty awesome whenever I have a question that I don't want attached to my public pseudonym, even though I know it's fairly easy to figure out with an extra bit of cross-referencing. But it's comforting to ask a question and not worry about what a reader of your blog would think of you, and it's incredibly gratifying to see a community of people come together to seriously answer it and help you. Warm fuzzies.
The continuity of identity thing is why I don't tack on an extra-pseud.
I happen to have a quite common first name, so no need for another pseud.
If the readers of your blog don't read Unfogged, Belle, do you really even want them as readers?
More seriously, I have to say, learning about the existence of quokkas, and their more common cousins, the pademelons, has made me all the more determined to move to Australia. Come on. SO CUTE.
I love all of my blog readers. But only half of them are law profs and judges, and I assumed they read only law blogs. I am narrow minded in my stereotyping behavior like that.
Actually, I just realized--I always figured that Unfogged people never read my blog, and so if I went presidential, no one HERE could figure out who I was. I didn't really think of it the other way, that some reader of L&L would read Unfogged and figure it out, which is why Lawprof Guy freaks me out even as he puts me at ease about the potential consequences.
So I don't suppose, Belle, you considered the possibility that someone might read both under a common pseud, and then switch pseuds at only one forum, thus appearing to be different people at U and L&L. Doesn't sound very likely, though, does it?
88: Dude, you didn't know about quokkas until now? What have you been kicking all these years?
The anti-Marlon Perkins voiceover in the linked vid in 88 is cracking me up.
Can I get in on the job bandwagon? I am currently experiencing the frisson of realizing that my boss is training me to take over some of her tasks while she's out for family leave in a couple of months and that my boss' boss probably wants to get rid of me (thus my at-work web time has been drastically reduced to minimize opportunities for criticism by The Powers That Be) and waiting to hear if I'm to be offered a potentially very exciting job elsewhere. I am ready to collapse some probability wavelines or WTFever althefuckready.
If 79 is addressed to me, the answer is that I'm not authorized to participate in the selection process.
But, like the government, you plan on intercepting all communications.
88: No one tell PK.
They're illegal to export, I'm sure.
Are we still being miserable?
I am currently in a big old house in Scituate, MA, a house with which I am unfamiliar. Last night, perhaps a tiny bit overserved, I opened what I thought was the bathroom door and boldly stepped in. Alas, it was in fact the door leading to very steep basement stairs. And ass over teakettle I went -- righted briefly on the narrow landing, but then boom -- all the way to the bottom. My ankle hurts; my shoulder kind of sore -- but not dead, so there's something.
Seeing as you're not dead, it has to be said that's pretty funny.
OT:
This was in the Washington Post (about how people are right to doubt Obama's Americanness, by Kathleen Parker):
It's about blood equity, heritage and commitment to hard-won American values. And roots. Some run deeper than others and therein lies the truth of Josh Fry's political sense. It's about blood equity, heritage and commitment to hard-won American values. And roots..... there's a different sense of America among those who trace their bloodlines back through generations of sacrifice.
Nazis said worse thing than that, but when you start talking about "blood equity" and "bloodlines" you're tempting Godwin. Change "American" to "German" and a Nazi could have written that.
She's probably a supporter of the Southron cause too, but she gets space in a lot of respectable newspapers.
Not quite right. Parker wrote that, and then she was invited to write something else about Obama for the Post. It was still obnoxious, but less Nazi.
101: It was still obnoxious, but less Nazi.
Yes, it was merely "Obama and Edwards are TEH GAY!" (and Edwards got a haircut.) But hey!, shes a "consulting faculty member" at the Buckley* School of Public Speaking so who am I to doubt her wisdom.
*Run by William F's dumber and more racist brother Reid.
The Washington Post editorial page is now in the spectrum with the Wall St. Journal/New York Sun/IBD axis of stupid warmongering. It's a little more respectable, I guess, but Fred Hiatt certainly is a piece of work.
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Blowing up an IC, while unfortunate as far as making continued KILLER ROBOT progress today, is much cooler than I'd imagined. I figured it would just stop working, but no! I actually blew a hole in it, a process that involved a loud snap and acrid smoke. Neat!
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Ahh, sorry oudemia. That sort of thing does sound funny in a movie, but I imagine that it would be considerably less so in real life--even for a spectator. Next time you're in Massachusetts, come visit us in Boston.
That sounds unpleasant, McManly. Hope you get the job you want.
103: I think I see a trend here, Mr. "Bandwidth is a class enemy. Good HTML is annoying HTML." Admit it, you're some kind of Luddite 5th columnist working to destroy computers and computing, aren't you?
106: oh, crap. I was hoping nobody would actually take me up on the offer to look that stuff up.
Interesting times, I'll stay mum. I'll just say that when it turned out that all that Usenet shit had been archived and was searchable it was quite the object lesson in what the 'net really meant. (Especially given that many folks had only non-anonymous work or college e-mail accounts.)
108: eh public is public is public. If it really bothered me, I would have changed my handle sometime in the intervening 18 years. If future employers would like to know my high school self's analysis of the symbolism in 2001, so be it.
My honest opinion is that I'd rather not work for any employer who felt it necessary to go track down my online comments, a principle I'll never have to keep because no one would have time to read everything I've ever said online.
94 -- Kid goes away to college, and that train's pretty much out of the station.
99 -- Some of Barack Obama's ancestors lived in what is now the United States in the 17th century. Not everyone named Kathleen can say that . . .
I once gave a thumbs down for someone for a job on reading their web comments on several political sites. They were extremely bitter and partisan (wingnut variety). I was not the final hiring decider, but my word had a bit of weight.
Some of Barack Obama's ancestors lived in what is now the United States in the 17th century. Not everyone named Kathleen can say that . . .
To say nothing of aliens like MC or Ogged.
Oh, sure, Ogged is a "naturalized" "citizen". Blood will out, as Kathleen so kindly explains.