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weird things
Mar. 26th, 2010 09:31 pm1. Is anybody experiencing anything with LJ where you have to watch ads before you can see the posts? One of my non-member correspondents reports this. It sounds to me like a virus.
2. For about 24 hours the Slate home page was redirecting to the Washington Post. The content was still there, but you had to get into it from sideways. Very strange. It's fixed now.
3. The latest CD from BBC Music has the track numbers mixed up in the booklet listing. What it says is Berlioz' Grande symphonie funebre et triomphale is actually the last three movements of his Te Deum, and what it says is the Te Deum actually begins with the Grande symphonie. (The timings are correct for the track numbers, though.) And this on top of two consecutive CDs with no track listings in the booklet at all. I wonder how many listeners will notice. This may be a British thing. I once listened, to my astonishment, to Classic FM announce Haydn's Symphony No. 85 and then play what I recognized as Vaughan Williams's Pastoral, only to announce again that it was Haydn when it was over.
4. Hobbling around again, I hobbled down to the medical center and accomplished four separate errands in one morning. A cornucopia of geographically congruent activity.
5. My long-standing wish for good Louisiana cooking in these far-off precincts led at last to dinner at NOLA in Palo Alto. Where I can report on fine bisque and excellent glazed crabcakes for appetizers, a catfish-in-butter-sauce-over-grits entree that, if not the match of the divine meal I had in Shreveport last August, is at least well in the same animal kingdom, and - oh heavens - warm beignets with warm maple/chocolate sauce for dessert. Best meal out of the new decade.
2. For about 24 hours the Slate home page was redirecting to the Washington Post. The content was still there, but you had to get into it from sideways. Very strange. It's fixed now.
3. The latest CD from BBC Music has the track numbers mixed up in the booklet listing. What it says is Berlioz' Grande symphonie funebre et triomphale is actually the last three movements of his Te Deum, and what it says is the Te Deum actually begins with the Grande symphonie. (The timings are correct for the track numbers, though.) And this on top of two consecutive CDs with no track listings in the booklet at all. I wonder how many listeners will notice. This may be a British thing. I once listened, to my astonishment, to Classic FM announce Haydn's Symphony No. 85 and then play what I recognized as Vaughan Williams's Pastoral, only to announce again that it was Haydn when it was over.
4. Hobbling around again, I hobbled down to the medical center and accomplished four separate errands in one morning. A cornucopia of geographically congruent activity.
5. My long-standing wish for good Louisiana cooking in these far-off precincts led at last to dinner at NOLA in Palo Alto. Where I can report on fine bisque and excellent glazed crabcakes for appetizers, a catfish-in-butter-sauce-over-grits entree that, if not the match of the divine meal I had in Shreveport last August, is at least well in the same animal kingdom, and - oh heavens - warm beignets with warm maple/chocolate sauce for dessert. Best meal out of the new decade.
