¤ jetless heights

Colophon

The colophon.  The quirky ending to a detailed book.  The point where your closet curiosities get answered in an open-door fashion.

The Culprit

Phil Dokas is a student at the University of Michigan, studying how to make computers do all sorts of silly things.  He enjoys the pure smell of clean medicine cabinets, chocolate hazelnut Pirouette's and the way light from street lamps shears and streaks along the gleaming body of a fast-moving car.

He's an information addict, neat freak, music hoarder and all-around packrat.  He lives for the details.

He realizes that this site is established primarily as a one-way stream of information with only a limited capacity for swirling discussion.  As such, he whole-heartedly looks forward to hearing from you.  Because really, this is done with you firmly in mind, loyal reader.

The Code

This site rises from the ashes of a longlost but not forgotten relative.  The design goals come from 5 years of web publishing with the design due largely in part to a few late nights in the summer of 2003.  The final heave-ho and structural heavy lifting was done in rare free time over the summer of 2004.

Every page strives for valid markup in terms of structure and style.  We do XHTML 1.0 Strict because we're Old Testament types of guys and we ensure valid CSS markup, using a menagerie of CSS 1 and 2.1.  We back up our claims.

We, along with absolutely everyone else on the internet, owe a huge debt of thanks to Jeffrey Zeldman.  Everything started for us with his article, To Hell With Bad Browsers.  The list of what we've learned from him is simply much too long to fully write out here, but understand that if you have an interest in web design, you ought to read his Designing With Web Standards as soon as you humanly can.

Throughout the entire design process, we found the techniques and layout sensibilities of the following sites to be invariably helpful: Dave Shea's Mezzoblue, Andrei Herasimchuk's Design By Fire, Jeremey Hedley's Antipixel, Douglas Bowman's StopDesign and Greg Storey's Airbag.  If we met them, we would buy them drinks.  If we were old enough to buy drinks.

The Creation

This site was forged in the mighty smithies of a PowerMac G5 because it takes two 2Ghz processors to move little bits of text around.

The preparation end of things was managed with BBEdit until skEdit was discovered in the final hours.  The Culprit would do anything to start over with that shining gem.  The rare image on this site was processed with Adobe Photoshop because overkill is all the rage.

The production end is operated by Movable Type running on SegPub's beastly servers.  We use a fine collection of MT plugins to keep this place neat and tidy.  John Gruber's SmartyPants and Brad Choate's MT-savvy rendition of Dean Allen's unstoppable workhorse, Textile keep our brains free of an enormous list of HTML entities.  Jay Allen's MT-Blacklist keeps our comments free of crap via the handiest filtering system this side of the Mississippi.  And finally, Nathaniel Irons' Amputator keeps our URLs clear of evil &'s and that lets us sleep soundly at night.

The Cetera

This site is copyright 1999-2005 which you can read more about at this horribly boring page.  What you write here via the respective comment forms is attributed strictly to you.  As things might get a little messy (duplicate posts, non-wrapping URLs, and the rest), we may pull out the cleanup crew to keep our streets tidy, but your thoughts and words will go forever unedited.  Unless!  Unless you go out of your way to be a lowlife while posting in which case your words will vanish faster than you can imagine.  Repeated offenses will get your IP canned for good.

Beyond this, we care about your privacy.  Your email address is required to post a comment here, however, we'll never display that address nor sell it, nor trade it, nor give it, nor rent it, nor even show it to the cat we don't own.  We know that spam sucks.  Your IP address does get logged, but this is the internet and these things happen.  Again, here at jetless.org we try not to be Evil Bastards and your secrets are safe with us.

The Hivelogic Enkoder has been keeping our email address hidden from spambots for years now.  She may be a little older, but she's still got it.

”Jetless heights“ is a misheard Hum lyric.  You should listen to Hum.  They're beautiful.

In the end, thanks for stopping by.  Why don't you drop us a line and let us know how your stay was?