May 21st, 2004

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Current Music: Bad, very bad

Because all my lj-friends post lyrics...

God, in his infinite wisdom
Put Richard Nixon on this earth
To bring to us his heritage
One of priceless worth

A courageous leader
And a blessed man
Surely in God's plan

His heritage is from Heaven
And the magic from above
The rapture of music and melody
Of culture and of love

Yes, God, in his infinite wisdom
Put Richard Nixon on this earth
To bring to us his heritage
One of priceless worth

A leader with endless courage
A miracle you might say
And all who have met Nixon love him so
The genius of his way

God, in his infinite wisdom
Put Richard Nixon on this earth
To bring to us his heritage
One of priceless worth

--The American Song-Poem Anthology, "Richard Nixon"
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What? What?!?

Dear Mr. Williamson:

We are pleased to work with the staff of our sister company's New Zealand office. Our reputation as a publishing company is built in part on our international scope, and New Zealand's authors are well-known in the field of educational publishing. Teachers know and respect their names, and the NZ office is a fine addition to our portfolio.

In the future, please do not refer to New Zealand's primary author as "The Mad Goddess" in official communications.

Best Regards,
XXXXXXXXXX,
Vice President, Marketing
  • Current Music
    The American Song-Poem Anthology
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Trivially amusing--

Someone sent me a powerpoint presentation where the slides primarily comprised large JPGs with all the info on them against a sandy background. This is a bad idea, as it makes the information almost entirely uneditable, except by someone with photoshop, which I have.

One page had three large columns of text, to which I had to append three more lines. By layering the new text over the old, gaussian-blurring, sharpening it, and then pixellating the results, and hard-lighting the original over it, it looks almost as crappy as the original. Not quite, it's visibly emboldened Times New Crappy 18, but only her typesetter knows for sure.

[Does little geek dance]