I have a friend who is sad a lot, and I wipe away her tears. But she is very mean to me.
I finally got fed up with the fact that Apple's Preview app saves screen shots as TIFF files. It turns out you can tweak this:
~$ defaults write com.apple.Preview Preview \
-dict-add PVImageScreenCaptureFileFormat "public.jpeg"
Do this while Preview is not running.
Lynne's case is going to be featured on America's Most Wanted at some point in the near future.
I've been fiddling around with OpenSocial, and took a stab at de-obfuscating OpensocialReference.js, which is distributed with the sample container. I don't think there's a lot of information in there that you couldn't glean from the sample container, but maybe it'll be useful.
Yesterday was Lynne's birthday. She would have been 34. Sarah made an arrangement to remember her, dio de los muertos style.
I've posted before about what happened. If you have any information about Jeff Marshall, please do contact the appropriate folks. Thanks.
My sister Lynne was
killed in April of this year. On my birthday, her body was found
in her apartment in Fresno, CA. She'd been shot dead.
Police are looking for a man named Jeffrey Charles Marshall. If you have any information on his whereabouts, please contact:
Detective Charles Renfro
Fresno Police Department
charles.renfro@fresno.gov
+1 559 621-2446
Marshall has been featured on both the Fugitive Watch website and the Valley Crimestoppers website. Detective Renfro has submitted his case to America's Most Wanted, as well.
It was dubbed The First Annual ManTastic Hudson Exile Convention. And oh, was it ever! We re-lived our youth playing board games and Call of Cthulhu, and while some of the magic was hard to re-create (ten or twelve bottles of wine notwithstanding), it was great to get the band back together again.
Below are Neal, Gian, Phil, myself, and Jake, as we stroll around the Embarcadero looking for grub. "Dollar" Bill took the picture, probably feeling like he's got his Quentin Tarantino on.
And then later, witness myself, Jake, Gian, Phil, and Neal flying our WWI biwings around Gian's house playing Wings of War. Dollar again took the photo, probably a bit befuddled by our intensity.
Again we play Wings of War! That's Grace, Gian, Neal, Bill, myself, Jake, and Gian's cousin Mike. I think Machan took the photo. I think Dollar was reading through the Call of Cthulhu module we'd play later.
Imagine this, about twenty years earlier, transplanted to nowhe^H^H^H^H^H Hudson, Ohio, sans booze, girls, and showers, and you've pretty got my high school career summed up.
Yes, I am going native.
Apologies for the proportions, I am a vidiot!
Here's the family portrait.
