Bleugh …
I’m starting to thinking I’m having a long day: a long boring one, at that.
But at least I have a clean floor, and equally clean t-shirts.
I’ll worry about my socks and undies, later, I think.
Once I’ve actually managed to get the t-shirts … in the dryer … !!
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Hang on, gimme a second …
Ooooh …
That lemony smell of drying laundry … … … …
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Well, if you can’t … !
Let’s get moving on, shall we … ?
Yes … … … … … … … … …
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Now, I’ve got to admit, I’ve finally — with a bit of help from the friendly folk at the Apple Forums — managed to track down what was happening with the various bits of software in my main account.
I had knackered property lists: or .plists if you want the proper terminology!
Basically, .plists, as they’re known, are the various smallish text files that hold various user settings for their associated applications.
And over time … ?
They can get a touch …
Well …
Touchy …
Or out and out corrupted.
Which is …
Well …
It’s rare, in my experience.
But it has happened before: mostly on my old G4, when it was running NeoOffice 2.2 and earlier, under Mac OS X 10•4•x.
But if you, unlike me, realise what’s happening, there’s a simple solution to the problem.
Which is quite simply to dig deep into your home folder — /Users/You/Library/Preferences — and trash the relevant .plist.
Which has worked.
Wonderfully well.
Saying that … ?
I think I’ll keep the extra Standard account: less vulnerable to someone seeking to take remote control of my machine.
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But let’s move on to what I was going to tell you about, shall I … ?
Phew!
Something I’ve been meaning to do, since I managed to pick up this week’s Gazette, is to tell you I’ve written — in between heavy .plist trashing, watching The Brain Of Morbius and listening to a little bit of Jean Michele Jarre — to the Brentwood Gazette.
AGAIN!
Yes, I know it’s getting to be almost a ritualistic habit of mine, but their front page caught my attention, this week.
Mostly where their were giving a fait bit of coverage to the possible plans for Brentwood’s town hall.
Which basically boil down to either selling it, or refurbishing it.
Here’s what I wrote them, this time …
Dear Sir,I’ve got to admit, I read the front page of this week’s Brentwood Gazette with a bit of a frown on my face.And the thought in mind that Brentwood Town Hall is simply going to be sold, rather than refurbished.Cynical … ?Quite probably.But also very aware that Brentwood Council’s had a long history of having trouble with book-keeping: so I’m thinking that selling off council property will make a lot of appeal to both councillors and officers.I personally believe that — long term — Brentwood Council would be better off refurbishing the old place, and renting out — or selling off — the un-used top floor for something.To the Job Centre Plus agency, for example.Now, I’ve got to be honest, I’m job-hunting, at the moment: I’m very aware that the Job Centre, like every other government agency, is strapped for cash.So their moving into an unused floor of the town hall, as an example … ?Does make sense.Much like the Conservatives proposed Universal Benefit.Speaking personally, though?I think I like the latter, less than the former.A hell of a lot less.Yours,
And I’ve got to be honest, I’m fairly serious in NOT liking what I’ve heard — so far — of the planned changes the Conservative side of our central government.
Oh, I can understand why the Conservatives would like to both change Britain’s Welfare system, and simplify it all.
But for someone like me, who’s actually living on it … ?
Mind having a word in the appropriate earholes, Councillor Chilvers … ?
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