I can’t wait to call my mom and let her know. She’ll be soooo proud of her little baby.
Seriously, Joe Clark referred to Yahoo! Tech as an antidote to some of the horrible re-designs of gay-game sites. It’s a bit disjointed but appreciated.
We tried to make Yahoo! Tech as accessible as possible. User-testing with Victor Tsaran, Yahoo’s accessibility guru led us to make many small and large changes to the code. I’ve written one article about how we made our home page flash movie accessible and have two more on the way about our comparison tables and how we are displaying our ratings and reviews.
Visit www.last-child.com for my notes and articles about web design. It’s got the geeky side of me and stay on this site for the well… less geeky side. Thanks Joe for the nod and the push. Now I’ll need to get busy on publishing those other articles.
I went to “the City” last night to pick up Christmas from his own vacation. Instead of a Paris hotel, Christmas has been lounging in a swank Twin Peaks flat. He’s been able to watch the city, the birds, and the people from his private glass-enclosed atrium. He’s had meals of fresh shrimp and a steady stream of adoring fans.
It’s little surprise that he ran under the bed when he realized I was the latest in the parade of admirers. Yes, my little buddy, it’s time for your vacation to end as well. Don’t worry, I’ve got a can of fancy feast for you at La Petite Maison Bleue.
“Au revoir Joe” he meowed as I shoved him into his faux-Louis Vuitton cat carrier.
While the French are masters at making wine, the Americans I’ve seen today have become true masters of whine. From the first step into the American Airlines terminal at Charles De Gaul to the Starbucks in Boston, I’ve never seen such a grumpier, more problematic and whine-loving group since… the last time I returned to America.
These aren’t the seats I wanted… My frappacinno is taking too long… Thank god we have air without cigarette smoke… Those French people were rude… I need some crack…
I’ve just about come to the point where I begin telling people to shut up. Get over yourselves. Think about the good things in Paris, like the markets, the fromageries, walking along the Seine at night, the music, etc. Why cap off your vacation summarizing everything possibly negative about the trip. No, Jim and I prefer to make rude jokes about the people around us instead.
Daniel is in Paris to see his mother and came by Bob’s place to say hello. With a bit of time on our hands, we decided to grab a bite to eat at a local cafe. The Fête de la Musique was beginning to start, so we decided to move off the major streets and find a cafe that was a bit quieter.
Luckily, we came across Au Grain de Sel, a small restaurant near Place des Vosges. They had apparently just opened and were anxious for new customers. I have to say, the service was wonderful. I was going to get a simple salad but they insisted I get a vegetarian selection.
A vegetarian can usually request a selection des legumes in a French restaurant. This will feature various side dishes the chef is preparing for the evening. It’s usually quite nice and features simply prepared tomatoes, potatoes, and mixed vegetables in various states.
The presentation was great. The first course was a small container of watermelon gazpacho. Following this, the vegetables were arranged around the plate with asparagus and fried herbs on top. The veggies were a bit over-cooked, but the enjoyable service made up for that in spades.
At the end of the meal, the chef presented us with a small gift of salt. She explained that it is a traditional gift that ensures happiness and a good heart. I’ve got the salt on a bookshelf right now and feel the good vibes already… or is that Jim snoring?
