Saturday, November 4, 2006
I discover this morning that Google Maps Saved Locations is frustratingly not optimized for keyboard accessibility. The page doesn't use the accesskey attribute at all. I then learned that there is at least one group of accessibility specialists that believes you should not use accesskeys at all. Wikipedia's entry for accesskey says that the W3C has deprecated the accesskey attribute in XHTML 2 in favor of XHTML Role Access Module. Woke early, worked on Corinna's website. Breakfast at home with Patrick: leftover cream puff, egg scramble. Worked on Corinna's website, tidied. Grocery shopping at Safeway with Patrick. Lunch with Patrick: leftovers from last night, a turkey burger. Baked a dessert for tonight. Patrick prepared an entree. Mended a shirt. Ordered a new Brother MFC-845cw all-in-one network printer, network scanner, telephone, answering machine, network fax machine, photocopier. Showed Patrick how to pay some of our bills. Helped Patrick make cow fried rice for tonight. Showered. Potluck and movie night at ynotswim's place. Patrick and I picked up Jonathan and Adrian beforehand. They invited us in to their new home in the Castro / Upper Market, the top of 3 floors in a 4-unit building. It was easily the nicest home I had ever visited in San Francisco. Patrick and I both enjoyed the vast, clean, and minimalist open spaces; the total harmony of the decor; and the feeling of comfort it gave. Adrian had just finished one part of tiling the fireplace; the grouting remained to be completed. We stopped briefly at KFC for them to pick up some fried chicken—they had both been too busy to cook today. ynotswim's new apartment is on Russian Hill which is well-known for its difficult street parking. Patrick and I dropped off Adrian and Jonathan at the door with the food and found a parking spot on the street within a few blocks and a few minutes—I think we were lucky. The film we brought was Mongolian Ping Pong, and we did this at Tony's place because he has the largest TV of everyone we know. Dinner: cow fried rice (Patrick), sticky rice (Peter), special onion bread (what is this called?) and tea eggs (Tony), KFC (Jonathan and Adrian). Dessert: sticky rice with mango (Danny, Phil, Drew), ginger bread cake (Frank). 26 minutes into the film 9 out of 10 viewers decided to stop the film and watch something else, so we did. Tony also had 24 Hours on Craigslist, which is a documentary about people who use Craigslist. I thought this film was better than Mongolian Ping Pong, but parts of it were still hard for me to watch because I couldn't deal well with the non-linear format. For example, it would take one person's story, chop it up into, say, 10 or 20 pieces, and interleave that with similarly chopped pieces of 2 or 3 other persons' stories. Parts of it felt like it was made for people with very short attention spans. The dizzying scenes with short cuts of voiceovers combined with words and phrases animated on the screen in all directions made me feel like I needed to see a psychologist. However the film as a whole was still enjoyable. See it if only for the Asian woman near the end who seems to talk about only one thing. On the drive home, we realized that the KFC bucket says "Kentucky Fried Chicken" again. Wikipedia has been updated to note this fact, but it doesn't say why the company reversed its 1991 decision.