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Just looked in my Mac IE preferences again... Well, glory be. I had seen the 'Security Zones' section before but the interface was so opaque that it never was clear to me what in fact its capabilities were, and it sure didn't seem worth finding out. It's not exactly what I expected (and it's so obscured I don't imagine more than a few tenths of a percent of the user base actually use it), but in the end it will give me most of what I want. Thanks! I'll write it up for the front page in the next day or two.
http://www.xulplanet.com/downloads/view.cgi?category=applications&view=prefbar turns out you can install some xpi to do this already. -matt
Allow me to put on my "reactionary *nix bigot" hat for a minute: one tool per job! This really isn't the sort of function that belongs in the browser level; it belongs in a filtering proxy. But since that would probably be too much work for 99.96% of the population to mess with, I suppose putting something of this nature into the browser wouldn't be a Bad Thing. 8^)=Add a comment...
My imaginary friend Kate built her own replicator by cobbling together bits of information from various Star Trek episodes and a few Calvin and Hobbes strips and while working on this replicator she caught her leg in some of the hardware and had to request my asistance, which I gladdly provided, and I was able to extricate her in short order with one unexpected side effect in the output hopper: I now had an extra Kate. (OK, it's a run on, but I couldn't help myself :)
I was unable to extricate any meaning from this exercise.
Num'rous arts lack extricable meaning; so too this post.
No matter how hard I tried, I was unable to extricate myself from the obligation to get something done at work today...
This story about how Rudy the Cat needed to be extricated from a garbage disposal wherein he'd stuck his head chasing some leftover salmon is quite amusing.
Roxy the call girl couldn't figure out what happened to the doughnuts she'd left on the kitchen table. As it turns out, an extricate them. (I feel like I'm on Match Game '76!!)
I was going to submit a sentence, but now I'm too astounded by Rudy's adventure to think...
As the angry mob pressed in to lynch me for using 'ineluctable' in a serious sentence, I considered how best to extricate myself from this pickle.
"When I returned Mary Jo and the car were gone." Yes, Senator Kennedy, but why didn't you extricate Ms. Kopechne from this dangerous situation before you ran for help?
Borrowing heavily from the brilliance of Matt above: Ric Ocasek showed up disheveled on my doorstep sans Paulina and claimed to have learned that consumption of large quantities of leather had become inextricably linked to his continued survival. First he ate my watch and nEXT RIC ATE my shoesAdd a comment...
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