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Back in the day, someone who managed websites was called a webmaster. Being a girl in a mainly male-dominated world I tried to distinguish myself by identifying as a webmistress. Today I put my powers to good use in attempting to aid Mistress Matisse. Totally a highlight of my career if my efforts are worthy enough to be helpful.

I couldn’t help but snicker when I saw the word “bottom” in the code. Maybe our worlds aren’t too different.

Little things like this make me feel there is goodness in the human race, even if “spilled coffee” was picked up by a bot somewhere.

Interesting that @twesent allows users to give others gifts similar to Facebook. Honestly, I was very tempted to give @higlak a beer. I think if they gave people the ability to send one free gift it would help spread awareness (as well as give generous people an opportunity to get locked in a twesent exchange cycle).

There was a fire east of where I work, and interestingly @Wendy and @wintr both twittered about it simultaneously. Both of them took pictures of where the fire, and I’m sure if I got their locations we could triangulate the location of the burning. This type of instantaneous anonymous connection isn’t new for Twitter, but this was definitely my first fascinating experience with it.

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Edit (immediately after initial post): See, nothing new for Twitter. @muunkky posted a link to results of the fire. I’m convinced that Twitter to us is like pheromones for ants. We just fire signals randomly but if a similar signal is caught by another individual, the strength of the signal increases and we are able to increase our knowledge. Through collaboration and emergence we are able to pinpoint something better than an individual ever could.

So I was saving out some web graphics today, letting my mind float to semi-autopilot. I guess I labelled an image of flipflops “slippers” instead of “sandals”, showing that you can’t separate a girl from her roots. At least I didn’t call them “tsinelas” or “chinelas”. :)

I was originally going to post this on Twitter, but thought it would need more explanation and links than 140 characters would allow.

From the multi-colored mouth-spew of Flickr’s panda I found a tiny couple dancing on waffles that helped me find true romance.

Sometimes constraints help bring out the creativity in people, but it also makes them appear more crazy.  This is one of those times that a short blog entry will encourage people to look at that Flickr set instead of making them un-follow me.