Nixta Sinks

Rough and tumble: Nixtarolls.nixta.com

2008-01-29T18:55:00.000-05:00

A few years ago I gave up the crap option of writing my "blog" as an ad-hoc static site with occasional updates every few weeks or months and moved on to a custom blog engine that I wrote myself as a (successful) exercise in training myself in C#, since none of my employers deemed it worth their while to get me trained in anything. Note that back then it wasn't called a blog, at least not in my mind.

From static, to dynamic, to wholesale
So I designed and implemented the beast, and from it was born nixta.com. That became Nixtasinks when I got fed up with the lack of a decent interface for me to add to my site (it wasn't a blog yet), especially when compared with something like Blogger, which although in only a very rudimentary way, nonetheless provided a better way to manage my posts. I also didn't think it was worth my time. I chose Nixtasinks as a name in the vain hope that it would turn out to be ironic somehow. Little could I anticipate how prophetic that name would be of the decline in my ability to write anything amusing or in the end readable.

Missed Ops
As a little aside: It turns out that what I had planned and even created from a database schema point of view (and which also put me off since the engine's capabilities grew in proportion to the interface to make use of them becoming more unreachable) is only now being used in some way with Facebook and Flickr's ability to label photos (Facebook in particular which will reference them back to an actual account). Turns out, I had the basics of a social networking site without even realising it. Even Facebook doesn't let you cross-reference emotions and locations with their photo tagging.

I'll put that in the failed great ideas basket along with online casinos which I allowed Simon Barber to talk me out of in 1996. When I say I allowed him to talk me out of it, I mean that he said it was a stupid idea on one occasion and such has been my historic and enormously inflated opinion of my friends that this was enough for me to drop the idea there and then, a habit I full intend to put behind me forthwith.

Decline and balls
All that aside, my pre-blog-engine nixta.com website was so much better than the dross I've put out lately (blog-engined nixta.com also showed signs of a brain in contrast to my post-blogger.com transition). I don't think I'll be updating nixtasinks.nixta.com any further.

Instead, I'm going to do what Hedgy told me to do 6 months ago and use Tumblr. It nearly does everything I want it to. It'll do. The turning point? Lindsay's awesome Tumblelog.

Ladies and Gentlemen, set your RSS feeds to Nixtarolls...

Mid-West vs New York

2008-01-25T13:49:00.000-05:00

I lived in the Midwest for 5 and a bit years. Specifically in Denver. Although I had a fantastic time and loved the place, I never really fit in entirely, if only because my clock was very different from the average over there (also, I dressed very differently and entertained myself very differently to many locals). In to work at 10:30am or 11. Leave work at 7 or 8pm. Most locals thought I was the laziest bastard around, because it seldom crossed their minds to consider that I actually continued to work after they left at 3pm, having got in at 7am. Likewise, it rarely crossed my mind to consider that they had already been working 4 hours by the time I got in.

I usually kept the same hours in London when I was over there between 2004 and 2006, and when I worked for Linkspoint here in New York/Connecticut between 2001 and 2003.

Now I start work at 9am, because I'm working with England and if I started at 11am, then the salarymen over there would be getting ready to pack up at 4pm (those slacker UK work hours), but I start from the couch and stay on the couch until I have breakfast at 11am.

I was just talking to an old chum over there, and he's been brought lunch (Chinese no less, which will be delicious, but heavy), and it was 11:30am. That's just mental. Heavy lunch at 11:30 in the morning?

I miss Denver at times, but I do not miss that.

Culture, innit.

The Power of Idiots

2008-01-23T13:01:00.000-05:00

Like dough, only less intelligent

In what will become an ongoing piece (and which has been ongoing for some time already in other mediums, as friends of mine will wearily tell you), I am going to document my idiot findings in a brief form. Perhaps I should tumble it. I'll look into that in a bit.

10/10 (Becta) - Are you fucking kidding me - Three Little Pigs is offensive to Muslims? Stop giving Muslims a bad name, you fucking idiots.
10/10 (bloggers), 2/10 (BBC) - Rule Number 1: Do not quote "bloggers" as a source. Rule number 2: Do not listen to what they have to say. BBC gets two idiot points coz even though it's clearly a joke, it's a waste of the internets.

More to come shortly, I'm sure.

What a hero!

2008-01-06T11:10:00.000-05:00

Happy New Year!

One man's crusade against shaviocrity

2007-12-07T13:19:00.000-05:00

Whiskerino 07 Slideshow (dubstyle via Flickr Blog)

Booshers et al: It's a Rock Opera, Idiot.

2007-12-06T17:23:00.000-05:00

Escariot Hotels, How Can I Direct Your Call?

Just a quick taster for those of you who haven't seen this (there was only one terribly shit one up on YouTube, so I put this together having watched the first 4 minutes of this so far superb Rock Opera parody). Quite how I missed this, I have no idea. Thank goodness for TheBox.bz, and thank goodness for Niel Stone for putting me on to this.

Update: I rather stupidly forgot to link to what it actually was. AD/BC, A Rock Opera - some BBC Christmas Special from last year or the year before or sommat. Now that I've watched it I confirm that it's a masterpiece. A work of genius. Making such a spot-on parody of something so shit is really rather tough.

The Fossil Lives Again

2007-12-05T09:12:00.000-05:00


Bob is back, running The Velvet Onion	Watch out for the squashed-in Frenchman

The inimitable TSF has previously (un)covered the retarded psychopath Bob Fossil, but an update never hurts.

I learn this NOW? What did I go to school for?

2007-12-02T10:31:00.000-05:00

This happened in 1974 (from info gleaned here)

I never really realised that there was a West Yorkshire and a North Yorkshire until today. I mean, I sort of knew it, but I'd never really thought about it.

In all my growings up and being ~~beaten about the head~~ taught, I seem to recall their being only one Yorkshire, where Last of the Summer Wine happened (is that *still* going on?) and where there was a town with not only a railway museum, but also a viking museum complete with authentic viking smells (and a hologram!) - there's a far too detailed review here. I think I first heard about it on Blue Peter (I have a Blue Peter story to tell sometime soon, but I'm going to play in the snow first). Yorkshire was also, of course, the place you wish you'd been born if you had any interest in cricket. Nowadays they'll let anyone play.

I suspect that my prehistoric geography teacher, Az McFarlane never noticed the change and never let us know, although he was more interested in geology, perhaps using us a rudimentary distributed computer to try to figure out which plate movement had isolated him from his friends and family many millions of years earlier...

Is there no shame in Yorkshire?

2007-12-02T09:46:00.000-05:00

Want one? Wait like a normal person.

This cock in West Yorkshire has actually managed to confuse/scam/trick stupid people into bidding an outrageous amount FOR AN ENVELOPE.

He claims to have 10 of these things. In West Yorkshire? Are you kidding me? They don't have envelopes up there, and getting them imported is nearly impossible. Castleford no less. Top Google hit for castleford? "My Home Town": what a lovely webshite. I'm impressed that in putting almost nothing on the site at all he's managed to get a Yorkshire Welcome in there managing to use the words "warts" and "arse" without even trying (lad): "This is a "warts an' all" site and if you don't like it then get up off your arse and do something to improve our once great town.". You've got to love it. Those midlanders give Yorkshiremen a bad name - nothing like those Northern fellows.

So, back to the EBAY SCAM:

I have 10 envelopes that each contain 1 piece of paper inside.
All of the envelopes are numbered and sealed, 9 have a blank piece of paper and one says Nintendo Wii.
Please note that you are only bidding on the piece of paper in the envelope and nothing else. Anything else sent to you is considered a gift from me.

You bid shitloads of bucks (cu-nyu just won it for $381!!!) for one envelope in allegedly 10, one of which has a piece of paper with Nintendo Wii written on it, presumably in mud or pig blood, and you're supposed to trust that this thieving Castleford bastard won't pick a blank envelope. I can just imagine the excitement as the auction winner waits on tenterhooks to see which envelope luckylad07 opens.

I think he might actually have had 10 auctions going, raking in $350 on each would land him $3500 (assuming he only stuck to 10), but hopefully a public lynching and an eyeful of fist.

There are two idiots here. One with a frozen brain in NYU (it snowed here, the poor student is probably stoned, hungover and cold) and one a scamming thieving unscrupulous cunting bastard from Castleford.

At least I got to find that superb site about the town and remind myself how open, welcoming and honest the West Yorkshire people can be. They're only people who couldn't afford to live in Leeds after all, which for anyone who's been to Leeds... well, I've said enough.

eBay Listing. A copy of it preserved at Nixtasinks for posterity.

The kindness of the season

2007-12-01T18:57:00.000-05:00

This doesn't fit in the luggage...

I recently agreed to pay for a friend's internet order here in the US and get it over to Slovenia because they didn't have a way of paying for it over here.

I thought that a nice set of underwear for his girlfriend was a lovely gift and should be easy to take over even if he was setting her up for life as a lapdancer. Victoria's Secret is out - they make coats and shoes too. And like to give away large bags as freebies.

My brother also ordered some stuff from Macy's on Black Friday. But he's coming out here to collect that.

The picture you see to the right is me with three boxes. The two boxes behind me are his Macy's order. Interestingly, there's about the same number of things in each box. I guess that one is packaged by environmentally conscious staff whilst the other is packaged by angry Fuck You bastards in Texas. He'll have fun getting them back.

The third box on the right is one of three Victoria's Secret orders. One of the two other orders came in a box the same size. The second of the VS orders came in a box larger than the large Macy's one. So far I've managed to package the contents of the first two boxes into one suit carrier.

Now, I face two dilemmas.

1) How to get them into the EU without being stopped at customs. I've never been stopped so far, but I've always gone with one carry-on bag. I don't want to have to carry anything on because as Terry Gilliam sang all those years ago, I'm so worried about the baggage retrieval system they've got at Heathrow. If I can somehow fit them into two bags on the way out, I'll be good (I can put one bag into the other for the way back, or trust the JFK baggage retrieval system which, as far as I'm aware, no-one's written a catchy lament about yet).

2) How to send them from the US to Slovenia if I can't carry them over (which I don't think I can in their entirety) without rousing suspicion? A note to the effect of "Thanks for a great night - here are some things you left behind, and I took the liberty of sending you a coat I had left over as a gift." but that won't cover four coats, a pair of shoes, a VS garment bag, three sets of VS gift bags.

I can't really complain. It's my fault for assuming that VS only made underwear and so I didn't read the invoices before I agreed to have them shipped to me and didn't see that every other item was a winter coat of some description (they're quite nice really, and very good value for money).

I've also had my eyes opened to the wonders of internet shipping. I've been buying computer gear for too long, it seems. It appears to be too well packaged - clothing clearly has some way to go yet.

Now to unpack these boxes and secrete these things around the apartment where they won't be seen until I get to send them...

Viral Marketing: A Viral Discussion

2007-11-24T10:53:00.000-05:00

To those in the industry (the advertising industry), the points outlined here are doubtless familiar and accepted. For the same reason I don't like politics, and that I dislike most advertising, and that I believe that most people live in a blissful naieveté that surpasses even my own (pet rocks, Simply Red, a second term, etc.), I found the article pretty tough to read whilst keeping my blood-pressure down, but it's nonetheless fascinating. As are the numerous comments (I only got in at 350), but you wonder how many were planted as a demonstration of some of the methods talked about.

Still. I got over it. My blood pressure stayed low. Another example of how I'm my own worst enemy.

Viral Marketing can be great

2007-11-14T08:56:00.000-05:00

LOL nixta. Also the amazing LOLa CANaMero!!1!! (via Jilez).

XO Laptop - Give one, get one.

2007-11-12T10:39:00.000-05:00

Go on, do it

This is rather interesting. Buy one OLPC XO Laptop to be donated, and get one yourself (for the child in you, or... er... some child you know). I think that I count as a child, at least for a little while until I give it to a real child. In the meantime, a real child somewhere will have one anyway.

And I get a year's worth of free T-Mobile WiFi access (good on you, T-Mobile). $200 of the $400 tax deductible too, so two laptops for $330, both of which will eventually end up in the hands of some sproglet somewhere.

If anyone else feels the urge to donate but is hampered by a lack of a US address, drop me a mail (yes, I'll take all your tax deductions, but think of the children!).

Only 15 days left to do this, by the way. End date is Nov 26th.

It's also a very clever longer-term strategy of course, to keep numbers of these laptops within the US and consequently in the minds of many affluent and charitable (or guilt-prone) people with credit-cards. That's no bad thing of course either, and can only help the long-term availability and support of these things.

Via Hedgy. Note that Hedgey (with an E) is some unknown with a javascript experiment to the tune of "Fuck off", utterly unrelated to Hedgy.

2 weeks of Leopard. Some tricks...

2007-11-12T09:06:00.000-05:00

F8 and F9 = Hours of Tartleyesque Amusement

Spaces and Expose work well together. Using F9 (or whatever mapping you have) to show all the current windows has already been useful for years under Tiger (OS X 10.4 for the unitiated). Now that Leopard introduces Spaces, which seems to be hotly debated as to its usefulness, we get a nice visual which is actually remarkably useful. Press F8 to invoke Spaces (if you have it enabled, if not, read up on it and have a play) then F9. See all windows across all spaces and be able to choose the one you want. Works very nicely, thanks.

That said, Spaces has a little way to go yet - it doesn't automatically switch window focus for example, so even though you think you're in the current window of the current space, your keyboard focus may be elsewhere. But it does do some things very right. Windows update in realtime (including video, though Lightroom goes a bit gaga). Preview's Screen Grab works. It covers dual screens, even though it looks ugly as hell...

Damn it. Here's a video that covers it perfectly, and I thought I was being so clever and inventive...

Spaces and Expose working together

Stacks in slow motion are fun for a second or two. Hold Shift while you open or close a stack. In fact, all windows animations of this kind work the same way. Minimize or restore a window with the Shift key held (that also worked under Tiger).

Lastly, and quite usefully for me, a stack for recent applications. Just open up the Terminal app and follow the instructions on that page. Oh, all right, here they are too (all on one line please):

defaults write com.apple.dock persistent-others -array-add '{ "tile-data" = { "list-type" = 1; }; "tile-type" = "recents-tile"; }'

and then type:

killall Dock

Note that it's case sensitive (and there's a typo on the original page - "dock" should be "Dock"). It's best to copy & paste the first line. This will add a new item to the Stacks area of the dock. You can remove it by just dragging it off the dock...

My advice? Wait until 10.5.1 is released. Leopard drops my 802.11 connection from time to time (DMC's too), and that bug with interrupted moves leading to data loss hit me twice (although I was moving Jamie Oliver videos at the time, so it was no great loss). I also encountered two out of three installation problems (one on each of our MacBook Pros). Mine kept ejecting the Leopard install disc until I'd put in a video DVD and then the Tiger DVD. DMC's wouldn't find the internal drive when the machine rebooted into the installer (solution? Just wait). Even Vista does better than that...

Update: The original Google video I used (here) doesn't seem to be available in Europe? Or at least Slovenia (thanks for pointing that out, Tomsk). Very interesting. Reminds me of the difference between videos available for the iPhone YouTube service over those available through YouTube.com. Very very interesting.

BA didn't exactly shout about this one...

2007-11-11T03:26:00.000-05:00

Keep your miles topped up almost anywhere, including eBay!

This is very very useful if you live in the US and don't travel with BA that much. It should keep your miles topping up, and your account alive. I've looked for the small print, for the caveats, but there don't seem to be any. It is 3:34am and I can't sleep, but I don't think I'm dreaming this. BA Shopping.

Some of the shops are very generous with their returns in Airline Rewards terms (12 miles per dollar!), but more impressive is the range and high profile of shops that are participating: Target (8 miles per $), Apple Store, AT&T, Home Depot, Nordstroms, Toys'r'us, NewEgg, Buy.com, B&N, Best Buy, Circuit City and very interestingly eBay... I have bought stuff from Newegg.com recently, for example, which would have got me 140 miles. In the last 6 months, I'd probably be able to claim 1000 miles through eBay alone, as would DMC.

Just remember to go shopping via BA.com, I guess (and sign in with your Executive Club info).

Mighty Boosh Series 3 coming soon. Or now.

2007-11-10T21:36:00.000-05:00

The first episode of the new Mighty Boosh series is available now here on the BBC website (presumably only for Brits). Also available via TheBox.bz, though membership is required - I just set my homepage to their sign-up page for 10 minutes and got an account - it's not hard at all.

Is there anything we don't waste?

2007-11-10T18:54:00.000-05:00

Too real to feel real.

It's utterly crazy. How many cellphones do you think are sold in the UK each day? I don't know either. But let's assume that 1/10th of the population has a plan that upgrades them every year. That's 6 million cellphones a year, or 18,000ish a day. Another way to look at that is there are roughly 18,000 cellphones decomissioned every day (BIG assumptions here - 1/10th of pop - perhaps very high, and that the market is saturated - perhaps truer).

Let's divide by 2 for safety. 9,000 batteries and LCD screens, the vast majority of which probably still work just fine. Each day. In the US there are some 300m people, but cellphone saturation is probably much lower.

Who really knows what the numbers are here? Oh, Chris Jordan does. 426,000 EVERY DAY. 120 million a year. Over one third of all americans get a new phone each year. I wonder where he gets his stats, but even if it's only half true, it's revolting. There's no reason to believe the UK is any better - my estimates above would go from 9,000 to about 70,000. Ouch.

While on the subject, take some time to scroll through Chris Jordan's fantastic Running The Numbers pieces.

What, no rapist (image TSF).

There're two things of note there. The first is Apple's/Jobs' iPod Lifespan syndrome spreading through the gadget marketplace. It's quite amazing how accepting people are of their $400 devices crapping out after just two years because the new ones look so much better, behave better, store so much more even though the justification for the original device hasn't changed. And I'm guilty of that. I've just bought an iPod Touch. I have an iPod Nano (which was admittedly gifted to me by the ever generous and prolific TSF - it's red, you see, back when they didn't have red ones). I still have a 4th Gen 20Gb iPod (two, in fact, both of which had crapped out completely, and both of which seems to work again somehow now that I've tried them for the first time in over a year) and a couple of 1st Gen iPod Shuffles (both of which still work), and a 1st Gen iPod which just sits like a stoneage relic at the bottom of a pile of cables and floppy discs although I'm now attempting to revive it for nostalgia's sake, but although it works, no computer I have recognises it - iTunes conspiracy?

When your iPod battery dies after 2 years, it no longer an outrage or even (mostly) a pain in the arse. Rather it's a convenient excuse to get that latest iPhone or iPod Touch. Come on. 2 years? 3 years? What seems right to you? 7 or 8 years might be acceptable.

Gadgets have become disposable. You wouldn't throw away a $300 umbrella (I know, I have one). It's a lifetime purchase. So why is an iPod any different? These figures on the carelessness of people's cell phone ownership as as depressing as Chris Jordan's pieces. 855,000 cellphones dropped in the toilet each year?! In the UK alone?!! Better trouser-pockets are needed, methinks. Topshop - you have a lot to answer for.

But this is about cellphones and the lifespan issue is made even more laughable by the subsidised "freeness" of phones in the UK.

In the US you still have to pay something for your phone, even though you are subjected to all the same constraints that justify a free phone in the UK. A restrictive contract, fartingly pointless cashback offers that never materialise (and that most people are too lazy to follow up on), and some constraints that are laughable, including phones that are not just months but years behind the rest of the world, even if they're sold for use on a GSM network. Apple (again) has changed that and shaken things up with the iPhone. Now I'm really interested to see how the market adopts it in the UK (once the initial furore has subsided) where people are most definitely not used to paying for their phones.

Either way, every new release of technology sends a new wave of money to the tech manufacturers. It makes me quite dizzy, and sick because it's so rarely deserved from an innovative perspective - it's a drip feed - there are always more lemmings nearing the cliff's edge. I freely admit I've not been strong enough to fight it. I've indulged in it. It's been a disease with me at times. I'd be just as happy if the iPod Touch didn't exist and I hadn't spent $400 on it. Buying patterns are so different now. In today's world debt is not a source of shame but a matter of course. For the last few years I have hand-wavingly dismissed debt-based societies (specifically the US and UK) as untenable and perhaps the current uncertainties in the US markets will alter things a little. I still believe that Brits in general are living well beyond their means and using the cash they don't own to mask all sorts of insecurities and uncertainties (binge-drinking is as much a function of new-found short-term affluence as it is of the British propensity to find escape in the bottom of a bottle); entirely the result of concerted long-term marketing trends imported from the US. It's worked very well. People are dependent. Entirely dependent now. We're all junkies. We're all Jonesing after the Joneses.

Back to the point though. No-one repairs things any more. No-one borrows from a library (if only there were a gadget-library). Of course it's not all Apple's fault. People were replacing year-old Palm devices with new iPaqs when Apple was still wallowing in its Jobsless years. Jobs has just taken the trend away from overweight nerds in CompUSA eager to balance their belt-based gadget collection and given it to the Burberry masses who need a belt that matches their gym outfit and fits around their arm.

I would not part with my iPod Touch though, despite my disgust. I guess I still have the disease even if I feel I may be getting it under control (I still haven't bought an iPhone - my AT&T scars are still too raw).

My public service of the week

2007-11-09T15:12:00.001-05:00

Finally, after some years of waiting for that tosser over at that Peter Cook site to post the remaining few episodes of A Life In Pieces, I've managed to get hold of them from another source. Copyright be damned, the world needs to see. I suggest you watch them in order (1 to 12 in case your mind works in a nursery rhyme way).

Anyway, it's nothing compared to The Meades Shrine.

Beats covering shit in post-its (and copyright free!)

2007-11-09T09:00:00.000-05:00

Was colour once the only forgery deterrent?

This is not a RCOPIWS blog.

More amazingly terrifying ways to kill yourself.

2007-11-08T11:35:00.000-05:00


Note the in-flight toilet	Mulletzone soundtrack alert!

My father always wanted to be able to buy himself a glider. I'm never quite sure why he didn't, other than perhaps the massively increased likelihood of him dying a gruesome death half way up a Julian Alp on the border with Austria (it happened depressingly often).

We used to have lunch at Lesce airport from time to time. Curiously, it had quite a good kitchen for a while. And as we sat on the terrace we'd watch glider after glider being towed a few thousand feet into the air and released near a mountainside where it was more likely to be sent upwards either on convection or just plain old simple mountain winds.

The gliders varied from locally made fiberglass models by Elan (more famous for its skis, and in particular ski-jumping skis) to old wood and fabric dealies. Not once did I imagine I'd see something like this: A flying wing launched manually by standing in a wind (I can't imagine you could run with the thing). No tail, and landing with very little between your backside and the ground.

As always with sailplanes, there is only one landing. Awesome.

Update: Less awesome - hang-glider training typically teaches you NOT to pay attention to the very factors that could kill you. Actually, in a hang-glider almost anything can kill you, and will often try.

Pitagora Piromana

2007-11-08T09:00:00.000-05:00

Burn your heart out, Rube

Fischli/Weiss burn lots of things in turn. Curious that I hadn't heard of them before, given my earlier brief fascination with Dr. R's brief fascination with Pitagori Suichi. I wonder why we never built any when we lived together in London. We had a perfect opportunity - huge outdoor terrace on top floor, isolated... Hmmmm. (via a misguided comment at Gizmodo)

Three Pieces of Ferrell

2007-11-07T09:00:00.000-05:00

Old news now, but funny nonetheless. Amazed that those buffoons at social services haven't confiscated Pearl yet.

Aha! I wasn't going nuts...

2007-11-06T16:51:00.000-05:00

Blogger Status
Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Blogger is currently having trouble publishing to a number of FTP hosts. We're investigating and will update as the situation develops. Thanks for your patience.

Posted by Graham at 12:41 PDT

Just pure coincidence that this happened the very day I started up again? We shall see....

Flying, part 1

2007-11-06T09:00:00.000-05:00

Making flying better

I do an awful lot of flying these days. Not Peter Batty quantities, but a fair amount nevertheless.

In the past, I've had the odd scallywag of a flight attendant try to throw some humour into the largely pointless waffle that comprises the safety briefing (a trip to San Francisco was particularly entertaining, ending in the obligatory "Shift happens" line). I say pointless because of all the things it doesn't tell you what to do, it's things that will actually save your life in the unimaginably unlikely event that if you really need to leap out of the plane after it's crashed AND you've miraculously not been sliced to bits AND you haven't been burnt to a cinder AND you are still conscious AND able to breathe. Did you know that most people have trouble undoing their seatbelts after a plane crash because they reach to their side as if they were in a car? No-one ever tells you that.

This is a little light-hearted prequel to the post that I am only now, three months after the event, getting up the strength to be able to write in a new series entitled "Customer Service in America" or "I have your money already, now fuck off". Note that even though I have the strength, there are many days worth of writing ahead of me.

Blogging bastard google blog blag buggery blollox

2007-11-05T17:00:00.000-05:00

POS blogger web 2.0 arsetwittery todgeslappers are constantly blasting my ftp server and not a single updated makes it through.