Here’s the vague error message:
Could not complete the operation due to error 800a03e8

It’s likely due to JavaScript executing before the page has finished loading (and more than likely, the JS was trying to manipulate the DOM).

It took a few minutes for me to get this debugged, because IE wasn’t giving me any additional error information. It was throwing this error, and then telling me that it couldn’t load the page.

It’s amazing how much I disdain Internet Explorer, after using good browsers such as Google Chrome and Mozilla Firefox. Hopefully someday IE will catch up with the rest of the modern browsers and give you tools (better than the terrible “Developer Toolbar”) to help developers debug sites quicker.

Today has been a difficult and humbling day; a day to show extra appreciation to my own wife and daughters.

I’m grateful that my parents and cousin that live very close to where this happened are still alive.

I tell those who I’ve talked with that I’m keeping my friend in my prayers, but that I wish there was something more tangible that I could do to help. I wish I could turn the clock back. I’d do anything to have done something to stop this from happening. I wish I could…I wish I could…I wish I could…

Any and all thoughts and prayers on behalf of my friend and his surviving daughter would be appreciated.

Ann wrote something too:

6:30a – Hit snooze

6:45a – Snoozey-time

7:00a – Realize I need to be driving in a half hour, so do the morning routine.

7:34a – Leave

7:55a – Arrive at giant Justice Center building, go through security the same as if I was getting on a plane, minus removing shoes. (But I did have to remove belt)

7:59a – Check in, and get a nice “JUROR” sticker to proudly display.

8:25a – Listen to lady introduce jury duty, and go through the different kids of court systems that we’d possibly be serving on; namely civil or county. She lost me going back and forth between the two, but the gist is one’s more traffic-y and the other is more assault-type offenses. Typing it out, I’ll go with county as the former, and civil, the latter.

At a glance, I’d say there’s 100 – 125 people here, but upon counting of the chairs and people in them, there’s probably 250 people.

They say there’s four trials going on today, so 12 jurors a piece means 48 individuals will be chosen.

8:45a – They start calling names for people to come and fill out a 5-page questionnaire. They call off probably twice as many people as there will be jurors. One trial group gets a neon-green questionnaire, another gets white, and then one doesn’t get a questionnaire at all. My name is called, and I go up to receive a neon-green questionnaire.

I fill out the questions, which happen to start off with the exact same questions as the jury duty summons (name, sex, marital status, number of children, etc.). Half-way through the questions, they start getting trial-specific: [person x] has been accused of [y]. Have you heard any news relating to this trial, or know anything about the accused? Then it goes on to questions which try to bring out any bias that you have (have you or has anyone close to you been affected by [y]). I know I could answer some of them falsely and get out of duty as soon as they read it; but I feel like this is one of the cornerstones of our Country, so I choose to be honest and impartial.

I won’t state specifics regarding the case, mostly b/c I can’t remember the name of the person. I will say it’s regarding child abuse, and though I have 5 children of my own, I feel that I can remain impartial and hear the facts of the case to make a just decision.

9:15a – A judge appears at the front of the room, and begins talking about why Jury Duty’s important and how there’s a very small number of countries in our World where our type of law is practiced. I find it interesting that it’s not common.

I have taken for granted, all growing up, that we have a system in place which provides for our peers to judge the facts of the case; that our trial system isn’t chosen by one judge, or even a panel of judges for that matter. It’s amazing to look around this large room, and see all sorts of people from all walks of life. It does seem to be a truly random selection.

9:35a – The white-papers are given a 10 minute break.

9:40a – The green-papers are given a 15 minute break. I go to the cafeteria across the courtyard, and call Ann.

I’m quasi-conflicted about wanting to serve. I don’t want to be away from my family, and work; and this is pretty boring. But I do want to be able serve, and do my part to ensure justice for those accused.

10:40a – The greenies are called up to the courtroom. Out of curiosity, I asked how many potential jurors there were….55 was the answer.

Once we arrived in the courtroom, the first 13 jurors were called to sit in “the box”. The rest of us were asked to sit on the benches (very hard, very wooden). The judge addressed the entire courtroom, and explained the rules of jury selection and duty. We all took an oath to follow the rules, and to be impartial.

He proceeded to ask questions to the courtroom regarding residency within the county, any relationship to the accused, or any financial interests related to the case.

Anecdote: One gentleman lived well outside the county boundaries, yet the clerks told him he lived inside them. He raised his hand, and told the judge where he lived, and the judge and prosecutor google’d it, and determined that he was definitely outside the county. He was excused. Fifteen minutes later, he came back into the courtroom, and said that the Jury Commissioner says that it was indeed within the county. The judge said “I’m the judge, they’re a clerk. I say that you live outside the county, and if they have a problem with that, they can see me directly. You are exused.”

It was pretty funny to see.

So because of the very private nature of this case, the jurors will be questioned individually as opposed to in front of the entire group. This method will take the “majority of the day” said the judge. He told ~15 of the jurors to stay, and allowed the rest of us recess till 1:30p. So I’m out here enjoying the sun and breeze.

I think I’ll head off to lunch.

1:15p – Back from lunch, here to wait for the next 15 mins till we’re lead back up to the courtroom.

2:00p – Brought up to courtroom to finish the jury selection.

3:00p – Chosen to sit in the jury box. Very happy about that, b/c that means I won’t be sitting on those hard, wooden benches any more. I’ll either be chosen, or released. :)

I was chosen to be on the jury. This should be interesting, more on the trial later.

There was an initialization error. The current machine or system configuration is not supported [-70013]

I dug around in Google for a while, but couldn’t find anything valuable.

Then I checked apple’s support forums, and there was this post

It worked like a charm! Good luck!

Here’s a great tutorial on how to change the auto-refresh interval. It’s easy and takes about 2 mins.

http://www.macosxhints.com/article.php?story=20081204143710211
Note: The only thing left out, is that you need to quit the notifier, and restart it for the preferences to take effect.

If you’re going to need to dump a very large mysql database, you’ll probably need to use “–single-transaction” to make it work.


mysqldump -u [username] -p --single-transaction [database name] > [your dump file].sql


If you want to check them out, and sign up, do that here.

I wanted to install subversion, so that I could build a website properly (version controlled, easy dev server setup, etc…)

I found a great tutorial for installing subversion on bluehost.com below.
http://legobuff.com/2008/09/07/howto-install-subversion-on-bluehost/

It worked great for me, installing 1.6.4. Hopefully this helps point people in the right direction.

I’ve seen Rick for several weeks now, sitting on a bench next to Cherry Creek that runs through Denver. I had been nervous to look at him as I walked by, for fear that he would ask for money (which I never carry).

A few days ago, My beautiful wife had made home-made wheat bread, and packed me a sandwich along with something else for lunch. That morning as I was walking by Rick, I saw that he was examining his feet, which were in poor shape. I didn’t stare — I never stare — but at a glance I could tell.

I walked by, and tried to ignore this feeling that I had to stop and give him my sandwich. I walked a block further, and only thoughts of Christ, and the people he looked after, came to my mind. I got to the steps of my workplace and turned around.

I came up to Rick, and politely asked if he had anything for lunch. He replied that he didn’t. I offered him my sandwich, which he humbly and gratefully accepted (and commented at being excited that it was homemade bread).

We didn’t speak much that day, but since then, I’ve taken some time each morning, and have talked with him. He graduated from a local college, and even had taken graduate-level physics courses. He’s read all ‘the classics’ and can tell you just about anything from them — and is always reading something new. He even programmed when computers were the size of a room. He’s over 60 years old, and has been without a home for 6 years, but doesn’t mind it.

I now look forward to my brief morning meetings with Rick, and the things he has to talk about…

Who knew?