Sundogs!

So after a month and a half of a winter that thought it was spring, today is clear and cold. It feels like Ottawa, a feeling accentuated by the fact that this morning I can see two sundogs, one on each side of the sun. Cool stuff.

In other news, the spam run seems to be over – I haven’t seen a spam attempt since 14:20 yesterday.

Look at that counter click up!

Since I switched from MovableType to WordPress, my blog has gotten almost no spam, and almost all of it was caught by SpamKarma. In the past, I’ve gone months without any WordPress spam, and then suddenly a bunch of it for a day or two, and then none again. Since I upgraded to SpamKarma 2, it’s put a nifty little count of how many spams it had caught down there on the bottom of the blog page. It was up to about 7 this morning. As of right now, it’s up to 43. I suspect it will be higher by the time you read this. I’m hoping this is just another day or two spurt.

If I ran Apple…

…I’d do two things to improve the iTunes/iPod/ITMS experience:

  1. I’d license Pandora’s algorithm for suggesting similar music, because the suggestions that they’ve recently started showing in iTunes are not anywhere near as good as Pandora’s and
  2. I’d make the liner notes available to scroll through the way that Podcasts have information you can scroll through on the iPod. I’d especially like to see the lyrics.

We’ll call that a tie, shall we?

The controlled test turned out to not show the symptoms at all. So now the QA person is going to have to figure out what he did to get it into the state where he saw the problem. I suspect that the database wasn’t in the state he thought it was in, and the problem is going to devolve into another finger pointing exercise, this time between the other group (the guys who send us the playlists) and a third person in our group (the guy responsible for accepting those playlists and putting them in the database). That one won’t be nearly as much fun, because Tony (the guy responsible for accepting the playlists) doesn’t have anywhere near the ego that I do.