Although I have nothing at all technical to contribute to the discussion, I will weigh in on the issue at hand. I love the font size and color scheme on ML. For exactly the reasons that Teresa gives. Nothing I hate more than having to wade through horrible oversized columns of things when a good scan would have done the job in half the time.
So there's at least one other person who would like the original format to continue to be available, please.
Very cute. :)
(Now I want a vindaloo/badger mashup, though.)
In the "unsavory help" aspect, today's spanish-language newspaper reports that Castro has about 1500 trained medical personnel waiting to leave at a moment's notice for NOLA -- and that he can't get any response from the U.S. to his offer of assistance. He's been waiting for *days*.
Patrick, I think what Randolph meant to say was that most people don't have any clue that *they* are sending email in HTML, nor would they be likely to fix that.
I've recently had two experiences that tie into this whole thing, in my mind.
The first was running out of money (long-term workman's comp injury, insurance company refusing to pay for same) and being forced to sell my home and move in with friends temporarily. A fannish, four-bedroom home I'd been in for six years, reduced to one 8x7x5 storage cube and what I could carry up 3 flights of stairs (and fit into a 2-bedroom apt. already full of stuff). Although it was heart-wrenching at the time to clear out over 2000 of my books (I kept a third of the collection), I have realized that with a few exceptions, I have yet to actually wish for things that were no longer there. Most of the things I long for are things that are currently in storage (and will continue to be, until I find more stable living conditions). While I loved collecting them, and housing them (I'd tipped the balance of books to space and it smelled like a library/bookshop in my house, yay), and reading them... they were not as essential to my happiness as I would have thought. Nor were most of the things I was forced to dispose of.
The second thing that happened was that my grandmother's house was condemned for, among other things, the huge piles of garbage more than 3 feet deep throughout. (The neighbors complained when the roach factory started infesting the entire neighborhood, and the city finally listened when the papers got involved.) She'd had some hoarding behaviors over the years (basement and garage had been packed with stuff for my entire life), but they'd always been at least *clean*. Then, in the past few years, my grandmother's husband and sister died, and the resulting depression and apathy was exacerbated by my aunt's manipulation (possibly chemical) of her and her own habits, and, well, things got out of control. Last I'd heard, they weren't quite sure how to deal with the house; if they demolished it, it would unleash a roach tsunami upon the neighborhood, but repeated extermination efforts were having little to no effect, as every time they'd clear out another layer they'd have to start all over again.
Oh, and there were animals removed and sent to shelters - my aunt never bothered to get her cats spayed or neutered, so there were 3 or 4 of those (most litters were just dumped downtown in boxes for someone else to deal with) in addition to the dog kept in the backyard.
I think that I, personally, will have a difficult time ever collecting much of anything again, out of paranoia as much as desire for space that's as dust-free as possible.
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