Road of Peas

Here’s another Orange Rose hotlink, this time from Shea’s myspace page. I can’t see the roses, but that’s okay, they sure are pretty anyway.

Thanks Shea!

This Boiling Water is lurking behind the realm link in the February 07, 2007 post. These New Puritans are a band in England somewhere. The downloads are empty links, but I like the art work.

This picture was recently hotlinked at a commercial site, hawking health nostrums and therapies. The boiling water illustrated a Hydrotherapy section. Scald that ugly skin away! I confess to having swapped the link for afew days, having no confidence or desire to talk to a sales site chalk full of hot linked pictures. I put a pictures of
10 Rovegs in it’s place:

The commericial hotlink dispappeared a few days later, replaced by a very pretty picture of some waterfalls, and I replaced the boiling water picture.

I don’t like doing this - if this picture had had active hotlinks of which I approve (pretty much any use that isn’t commercial, or radically alters the image) I would have been in a quandary.

The proper way to deal with this is in the webserver, and I haven’t set things up to make this easy. If this is a trend, then I may have to.

I read in a sysadmin email list yesterday that email spam now constitutes 90-95% of net traffic. This admin was seeing 98-99% at their institution. Yikes. Dark matter and introns.

Happy Heather is using this orange rose at the very tip top of her blog’s sidebar, where it looks very nice indeed. Her blog is called Happy Heather’s Hullaballoo The funnest place on earth. This is about as top billing as hotlinks ever achieve!

We have a couple dozen or so rose bushes in the yard, but only one that is as reliably ORANGE as this, and the entire archive of Orange Roses are from this bush. All four pictures. The weather we’re having I expect there will be more soon!

Thanks Heather!

Too Loud a Solitude Bohumil Hrabal

The Marx Family Saga Juan Goytisolo

Pafko at the Wall Don Delillio

Atomik Aztex Sesshu Foster

Waiting for the Barbarians Coetzee