My City, Your city: Brussels
24 Jul 2007Because Ine asked me nicely:
Peter Forret
because eloquence is, like, whatever
Peter Forretbecause eloquence is, like, whatever
Arno and his deep-philosophical reflections on life, music and being paid.
(Interview on RTBF about the Francofolies festival)
Because the posts on disappointing hardware are very popular on my blog (e.g. Netgear storage and Lexmark printer), I’d like to write about a device that also should be avoided: the LG KU800 GSM. The KU800 is the Vodafone version of the KG800, which is sold in Belgium by Proximus (239€).
I have been working a bit on Google Maps visualisations for my milonga.be tango site, to show an overview of all Belgian tango sites. I did it the following way:
This is how women were advised to behave as a perfect spouse in 1955.
When you migrate web sites from one place to another, and the URLS change, you don’t want to lose visitors that still use the old links. If your ‘old’ website ran on Apache, you can use its mod_alias/mod_rewrite functionality to automatically redirect to the new URL. This involves adding redirect rules to the .htaccess file in the base folder of the redirects. Some examples:
I just discovered a really neat online publication: Cabinet Magazine. Here follows one of their articles, on Andrew Mole, a American photographer of the early 20th century. Kind of a Spencer Tunick, with a patriotic message and way more clothes (uniforms, actually).
The Belgian Facebook community is growing and I was expecting to have a first ‘spam’ invitation eventually. It came a couple of days ago, from a group that goes by the name “In Loving Memory of Juliane Angel”. It seems to be created by a guy in rememberance of a girl that died some time ago (Juliane Angel). Even if this sad story is not a marketing ploy (which I don’t think it is), the invitations are still ‘unsollicited’. Whether they are ‘commercial’ is hard to say now, that might only become apparent when there are enough members (only two for the moment).
Imagine you can walk up to your favourite hardware store and tell the guy: “Give me the biggest, fastest, meanest laptop you have. Money is no issue”.
