A bad subject line kills an e-mail. A long subject line, including those it’s-an-all-in-one-email, as is high fashion these days, causes a slow death to the real message. Later on, the email will be impossible or time-craving to locate.

Misinterpretations, annoyances or terribly long subject lines will not get a message out as intended. A complicated message written entirely in the subject line is making your right arm into a pair of golf shoes faster than small-town gossip, quicker than you can say psychiatrist, faster than a minnow swims a dipper, quicker than light data transmission and even faster than the speed … of fright.

Anything above this line is nonsense

So, based on common sense, a report on the matter, experience and wild guessing, I give you: The how-to of writing subject lines. Please add by comment.

• Make your subject line as short and simple as possible
• Preserve the “RE:” and “FW:” tags when replying or forwarding
• Include as many keywords relevant for the message as possible

  (Makes your email searchable)

• Use commas
• Use colons
• Use parenthesises, round and square brackets
• Spend the extra second it takes
• Spend another
• If applicable, sum up the mail’s conclusion in three to five words

oid884

Loitering in front of Frederiksberg Behandlingscenter, a yoga massage clinic on Falkonér Allé (Silicon Allé, the consumer heaven for IT equipment). We noticed that their price list offered the wonderful treat of “relaxation after treatment” at the unbeatable price of 160 kroners (22 Euro) per hour, but mostly we just enjoyed a few relaxed minutes of chat and take-away coffee.
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A lot of you seem to be interested in the Brylcreem slogan A Little Dab’ll do Ya. I have no idea why.

At least on-topic compared to the genstart.dk anagram: Dr. Kent stank. I know of no Dr. Kent, fortunately. My new hood Vesterbro turns out to be a verb store, which puzzles me as there’s only one bookshop (apart from one hundred second-hand booksellers) here. And this comes to my attention only an hour after I read that it was a crime-filled, drug-infested hellhole. Once. Back in time. Before the urban renewal (which in this case is my arrival and, in some cases, a 50/50 grant on reconditionings from the city of Copenhagen).

Where were we? Brylcreem. Sorry, can’t help you there. A little dabbler just did ya.

oid882

Some corners have been rounded on this page. CSS rounded.. Got the idea from this guy, stole the link from this guy.

What’s important is that CSS will be able to do rounded corners. On boxes, on form fields, even on images. On this laptop, the only online object in this apartment, Mozilla is the only browser rendering rounded corners (what do our Mac friends say?). The property description is from a working draft, very well explaining why it’s not implemented in IE. Or maybe not.

Well, I hear you say – IE had lots of non-standard implementations during the browser war. Only this time it was not a Microsoft idea patent potential, it seems. What do I know? I know rounded corners are splendid. I also know that I won’t use them with high contrasts as it is not yet anti-aliased, consequently looking like a Paint document by this guy. No offence.

Don’t see it? Don’t use IE. Go here. Or here.

Could somebody please write a free killer app that also installs Mozillas CSS onto IE? Bo?

oid881

Congratulations, Vesterbro. You have a Morten now.
oid880

Nu har du chancen at få betalt mindst halvdelen af det dobbelte antal øl jeg skylder dig.

Det eneste jeg beder om er to hænder lørdag morgen. En til hver side af flyttekassen. Hvis vi er nok, er der nemlig kun én til hver. Flyttemændene tager borde, reoler, stole og seng.

Du skal kun være med halvdelen af tiden, dvs. ingen transport hvis du bor på Vesterbro. Jeg tager nedbæringen i den gamle.

Det får du

• Øl, sodavand eller begge dele
• Mad
• En fyldt flyttekasse efter eget valg
• Flyttekasser og villig hjælp når du selv flytter
• Tid til andre aftaler; vi gør det bare om morgenen

Fristet? Det forstår jeg godt. Ring eller skriv en mail allerede i dag og hør langt nærmere.

oid879

When I saw this message (in Illustrator 9) I immediately looked away. Of course. It says it can’t save my two hours of work. I began looking for a 220 Volt battery and a taxi to the print shop. But, hey, I thought, while waiting for the car I might as well search their support site.

The other solutions included saving as copy, saving as EPS (which worked, yeha), saving in a non-extended characters folder.

The missing solutions

For you, my fellow-feeling, googling desperado, here are the two missing solutions.

• Free up space on your primary harddrive
• Close the Acrobat Reader that displays the PDF you’re trying to save
• Buy Illustrator CS – is not on this list as you’re going to do it anyway

oid878

Tones, Tönnes, Tonka. Steffen, Tony, mafia boss. The star of this, this and this movie opens up brushed metal, Apple-inspired weblog.
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Living under a rock, I had no idea they would build a Windows version to support their online music store. This is good news for me, as I now have one more reason not to switch.

oid876

ka.nelgiffel shows us an adult approach to Shakespeare word statistics. I, on the other hand, stay on the decent path.

It is if course very tempting to continue the poem generator here. Let’s go backwards from the most used word “the” (27,921 times) and 50 words down the list until we reach “sir” (2,854 times). The rules are a simple as they are the same as yesterday: Only add punctuation. And the words are

And the poem. Let’s call it Sir, good King now.

Let’s run that through the Multibabel language distortion machine a few times.

Magic bonus

You know, like, Californian youth speak? Get the feel of Danish youth speak in the bottom of this comment thread.

oid875

I wrote a very personal poem.

Actually I did not. You did. You, the search engine users. Thanks.

Here’s how. (I realise the bizarre-ness)
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I’ll take a quiet evening watching the live transmission tonight. Afterall, you don’t want to miss a single episode, and they don’t use canned laughter. Yet.

oid873

You left the office just before I could think of a smart-ass comment and be a real dick about it. But you are busted.

Well, here it is: Buy this. Or something. Sorry. I have to, after you did you-know-what to me today. Let’s stop fighting, ok? I am not addressing you personally.

To everybody else: Here’s how Michael can avoid things like this in the future.

oid872

So I thought I would get rid of trouble bying a T3 instead of a T2. Seems I was wrong. This image shows why.

You bet.

I am in denial, just for the record. My loyalty disallows me any kind of speculation in terms of Palm quality.

oid871

According to The Observer, the British people borrow, buy, and possibly steal, more books than any country on earth. With this in mind, a top 100 comes quite naturally. No, wait, make that more than one top 100. The Observer got tired of waiting for BBC’s results from the April survey, so they took the liberty of creating their own.

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