Volume 1, Number 4, November 6,
Last week after the Halloween edition of The Arrow was issued I posted a question asking whether
our members preferred receiving the newsletter in HTML or plain text format. The results were
divided down the middle. I received some interesting suggestions including placing The Arrow on
a webpage and posting the link every week. After conferring with Dilbert we agreed that a webpage
format would only detract from the 'feel' of an actual newsletter. So, if any of you absolutely cannot
tolerate receiving your copy in HTML format please contact me. I'll create a separate list of text
only subscribers. The first AIH Trivia Chat was held last week. There was a great turnout and fun was had by all.
The first round was won by Derd with Second Place going to FullyDressed and Third being taken
by Charlie on the MTA. Derd won First Place in the second round, FullyDressed came in Second
and Braino placed Third. Good job everyone?
God's Halloween costume contest was a success and enjoyed by all. We all know who won 1st
prize but do you know who won 2nd and 3rd? Second place went to 1da and third place was shared
by Apollo, Curlyben's wife, and Roadstah. All entries were excellent! Congrats go out to everyone
who entered. Wonder what god has up his sleeve for Christmas?
Itís probably a good to look at who is answering all of our questions. This list indicates the top 50 Answers. The first column is the number of questions asked, and the second column is the number of questions answered.
User Asked Answered
Charlie on the MTA
A Poem By AngelSong:
Be still, O child...
The angels are praying.
With eyes gently closed and wings softly furled
It is with adoration they ask
The Father's intervention with even a simple task
They come to us in the shadows of night
When all hope seems to have vanished
Reminding the Father of Blood freely shed
And of stripes inflicted to make illness take flight
They come to us, invisible
In the full light of day
They stand guard before us
That we not be swayed by the enemy's fray
They minister in whispers...but oh, how fervent
They are in beseeching God's healing touch
On a heart filled with pain...on a mind full of fear...
On a body so weakened from living down here.
What peace can be found....for God's Angels are near
They lift us up...lest our foot be dashed
On the stones of this world's iniquity
God has set them to watch over us in all of our pain
Until the glad morning comes when we are welcomed home again.
So when next you are troubled
That soft rustling breeze
May only be the wings of your angels
As God's peace they bring.
August 22, 200
Amy's Corner - On The Tech Front:
On the tech front: Hi all members, Some of you may have heard, and some may not have, so I'm publishing this in the weekly newsletter. Some time in the near future I will have to take the site down for upgrades, which may last more than an hour or two. I won't be doing it until I have tested it exhaustively on my local server though, so don't fret. You'll know in ample time before I do it. From that point on, the numbering scheme for the questions and answers will be different, to avoid us having the problem of reaching what we programmers call MaxINT. This would be disasterous to the site, and we can't have that! The message boards are still in the works, I only ask that we all have patience, as most of you know I'm currently unemployed and finding a new job with some income is first on my list. Until next week, this is the techie corner, signing off.
Can you guess which AIHer uttered these words of wisdom? "NOT ONLY DID I MARRY IT - I
married it twice and NOT ONLY DID I GIVE BIRTH TO IT - I gave birth to three of them (at
different times). I am up to my boobs in ITs. "
This week's cool Freebie isn't a program but a website. Everyone at one time or another suddenly
sees an error message pop up telling you that you're missing a DLL file. 'DLL' stands for
'dynamic-link library' and is an executable file that allows programs to share code and other
resources necessary to perform particular tasks. The link provided here is an extensive listing of
downloadable DLL files. Dr.D's provides files for Windows 95, 98, 98 Second Edition and ME. And
for those who couldn't care less about DLL files, why not create a brand new addiction with Snood!
This weeks Targets are angelgirl and lagerdalek ! angelgirl lives in Sherwood Forest, has asked 36 questions and answered 583. Lagerdalek can be found in Grey's North Country where he has asked 123 questions and answered 1377.
My name is Julie, and I live with anyman in Jasper, Georgia, about 70 miles north of Atlanta in the Blue Ridge mountains. I work in an Ob/Gyn office as a receptionist and all-around electronic gadget fixer, meaning that if it plugs into the wall and has a computer for a brain, they think I can fix it. My family, parents and sister, live in Florida where I grew up, though my grandparents and aunts are in Kalamazoo (really!), Michigan, where I was born.
We have a pleasant little house set among trees and mountains, which are all the bright, vivid colors of fall that you can imagine. We spend a lot of time feeding the birds and squirrels that come to our back deck. We're planning a flower garden for along the front of the house, and every time a seed catalog comes in the mail I pour over it, deciding that this would be the perfect flower. Don't ask me to find it again, I couldn't do it. In the evenings when I'm not here, I sit and crochet while doing Bible study, or watching old black & white movies with anyman. I'm a month or so shy of 31, though maybe you wouldn't guess it from that description. Most decidedly introverted, both of us, and we like it that way. You should have seen me gasp when I read the questions that GreyEyes sent to me for this!
I met anyman at KnowPost just over two years ago. We spent a ton of time talking and emailing online, gradually getting to know each other as best as we could that way. Soon enough we were on the phone daily, talking for three or more hours a day. Don't mention the phone bill - he was in California, I am in Georgia. After a few months, he got sick, and after struggling to find a doctor that would listen to him, and in March of 2000 he was diagnosed with cancer. I still have a very hard time talking about this. Every nightmare you've ever heard of people suffering from radiation and chemotherapy became reality for him, and I was unable to do a thing but cling to the phone and try to make him feel human. Probably four months of shear torture until those treatments stopped, until in August they told him the tumor was dead. And so slowly we began to make plans again. I could write for days on how hard it was to be apart while he was sick. I won't. Nobody would care to read it, and I certainly don't want either of us to have to relive it. The first week of May 2001, he left Sacramento to come here, and we found our house and started our life. It's very, very good.
GreyEyes sent me a list of questions, most of which I didn't answer for one reason or another. They're all very good questions, but I just couldn't think of a thing to say. I think I tend to babble too much about one thing and stay quiet about another. anyman would agree with parts of that, he says on occasion that I never talk. I don't have "stories", things that I think other people would find interesting, but I'm working on that.
My life story has been posted a few times around here, and is available in my profile, so I shall only do it lip service here.
I was a lot younger 32 years ago, when I was born, but had a lot less experience in this world to bore people with.
I was born in Melbourne, Australia, moved to the UK as my father was doing his PHD over there, moved back to Melbourne, then moved to a farm in Speewah (near Swan Hill on Murray River, the border of NSW and Victoria), then back to Melbourne, erm.. then to Sydney then the UK, umm, and back and forth a few times.
Presumably, during bouts of jetlag, I attended schooling in that time.
After completing high school, I became an Audio Engineer, and wasted the next decade in some Sydney radio stations, EMI music, and a lot more continent hopping between Australia and the UK.
After that I got romantic, and decided to study archaeology, before the pursuit of geekiness over took me, and now I work in IT, and am wasting my time typing this instead of fixing bugs in somebody elseís mind numbingly tedious code.
For a hobby I play guitar in my band Monkeyskin, whom I shamelessly plug at every viable opportunity.
I also like running, drinking beer and fishing, as well as playing around with neural networks and genetic algorithms (although I succeed at the beer better than the neural networks, genetic algorithms and the fishing).
I am the proud possessor of WHQuestion coasters and the T-shirt, as well as a defunct Know?ost account.
Feel free to Amail me to say gday, or to ask me anything, and I will feel free to answer you or ignore you at my own leisure
AIH Tips & Tricks:
Most of you are having difficulties posting images to your Profile pages. Following are some tips
that I have come up with after a lot of trial and error. First and most important, since posting images
on the AIH server sucks bandwidth, it's always a good idea to keep your image sizes to a minimum.
The bigger the image the more bandwidth is used. You will have better luck if your image is in gif
format as compared to jpg or bmp. You MUST have the image stored somewhere on the web. If
you do not have a webpage you can easily create one using page templates at Angelfire, Tripod or
a myriad of sites that provide free hosting. Also there are other members who would be glad to
upload your pic to their webpage. Of course, the tag you must use is < img src="URL of your
image" > without the spaces between the < >. Now for a little trick I came up with awhile ago - if
you use the link tag before your img tag, you should never have a problem with displaying your
pics. That means the image is an active link and will take you to the web page where the image is
stored. So, the complete tag would look like this WITHOUT any spaces except between a and href:
< a href="URL of the webpage where the image is stored" >< img src="URL of the image" >< /a >
Remember to always close your link tag with < /a > or else everything below the link will be clickable.
Thanks for tuning into The Arrow! See you next week. Sincerely,
The Editorial Staff of AIH's The Arrow.
The Arrow Archive
November 11, 2001
In Flanders Field by John McCrea
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
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