Thursday, June 16, 2011

OMBlog Lives Again...God/Yahweh/Roddenberry Help Us All...

...After being dormant since October 2009, I've decided it's time to revive OMBlog. For those wondering why I went on such a long hiatus, for the most part it had to do with health issues. While I was active on some other forums such as Rich Johnston's Bleeding Cool and the Secret Projects Forums, and doing what I could to get my 30-year High School Reunion going via Facebook, I simply ended up not having the stamina to put all the work in that OMBlog required. It took a lot to create each of those entries, and my declining health wasn't helping any.

...The health issues reached it's nadir over the past few months, as I wound up contracting Choleostatic Hepatitis. CH is not one of those forms of Hepatitis that you get from using dirty needles or contaminated seafood or unprotected sex. The main cause is usually a harmful interaction between two drugs, one of them normally being a statin. As for the other drug, Promethazine was the other culprit, a stomach medication I'd been prescribed after Christnukkah 2010 following another vomiting bout and a trip to the ER. Treatment for CH usually involves ceasing to take the drugs and taking rather large doses of ursodiol to essentially kickstart the liver back into action and get enzyme levels back to normal, which takes anywhere from 2-3 months under normal conditions.

...But, as you probably expected, there wasn't anything normal to my condition. The liver failure was not only due to two drugs not getting along when mixed in the liver, but I'd also contracted a parasite that is found in newborn kittens. The parasite very, very, very rarely passes from cats to humans, but as those of you who followed me on Facebook know, between September 2010 and February 2011, I'd had a half-dozen kittens die on me. And every single one of them died from that parasite. 

...Now, the problem is that contracting this parasite is so damn rare that when I went all jaundiced and all the anti-vomiting medicines - especially the Promethazine - weren't working, The doctors couldn't figure out why my liver wasn't coming back online after the Statin and the Promethazine were dropped from my prescription regimen, and my skin color continued to be best described as "Homer Simpson Yellow".The first EMS team that responded to my uncontrollable vomiting call actually described my skin color in those words in their report, and had I been shaving my head again I probably would have passed for Homer.

...Meanwhile, back at the hospital, everyone was scratching their heads in conbefuddlement as to my continued liver malfunction. That is, until one of the doctors of the third team that treated me at Brackenridge suggested the possibility of my having contracted this parasite after we'd discussed all the kitty scratches I had on my arms - an unavoidable hazard when dealing with kittens, alas. However, the quack who led the team shot that one down, claiming it was "so rare that it's considered impossible". In addition to his stopping all my pain meds - more on that in a future post, kids - he flatly refused to order up a specific biopsy test to check for the parasite. After some heated argument and demanding a second opinion from a different team lead - one I'd dealt with previously when I got "Stumpy" back in 2008 - I managed to get the biopsy and my pain meds reinstated.

...Now, once the biopsy was done, it took them 72 hours to run the tests that were specific for the parasite, as it's so rare the biopsy lab has to order special test materials. Having gotten the vomiting controlled, they sent me home to wait for the results. No surprise that they found the parasite, but at a low enough of a level of infection that the best guess was that I was on the trailing end of the infection due to my immune system finally being able to deal with it. The only problem was that I kept having those uncontrollable vomiting bouts about every 2-3 weeks. 

...Once again, the doctors were confused, so they stuck with the usual treatment - Reglan, Zofran, Dilauded and Vicodin - until my stomach settled down and they sent me home after 3-4 days of pain and nausea. Then, last month, I wound up going to Seton instead of Brack because the Brack ER was swamped - two bad wrecks and a couple of drug thug gangs having a turf war - and wound up with a new doctor with a new outlook on my condition. This guy had been doing his own research into Gastrophoresis, and found that in certain cases the uncontrollable vomiting may not be directly linked to high blood sugar. In all but two of the nine times I was in the ER from February to May, my sugar readings were within tolerance. In cases such as this, the medical term that's now being used is Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome, and the treatment is identical to what's been prescribed every time chuck decides to up...with one exception. The initial treatment calls for a shot of either Morphine or Dilauded, preceded by a shot of Atavan.
The effect was so positive that the nausea and the pain went away like someone turned off a light switch.

...Anyway, I now have a "magic bullet" that appears to work the miracle I need when the urge to cyclically vomit arises. The trick is to keep the Atavan down long enough to shut things down and allow me to give the other stomach meds a chance to work. So far, there's been two attempts by my digestive system to go haywire, and the Atavan has performed as advertised. The pill form doesn't work as fast as a shot, but it does work. In fact, it worked well enough that three hours later I was able to keep both food and drink down with no problems.

...Otay, so that's where I stand health-wise. I'm getting better slowly, and I still have to take it easy and avoid alcohol at least for the next six months, which'll rule out getting plastered on New Year's Eve. But it's better than the alternative, no?

...Now, all of you are wondering why OMWorld is shut down and OMBlog is in the process of moving to Blogger. The fault there lies on the shoulders of Prismnet. Having been one of Prismnet's longest customers - twelve years - and having brought just under three dozen customers to their hosting services during that time, I had an understanding regarding billing for their hosting OMWorld. However, as I've recently discovered, the guys who own Prismnet are apparently splitting up, and any special billing arrangements made during the Illuminati Online days - me being one, of course - were no longer being honored. 

...So you probably can imagine how pissed I was when they cut off my e-mail and shut down OMWorld and my other sites when the bill was only 30 days past due. Especially when I was stuck in the hospital and needed to access my e-mail in order to deal with trying to get my Social Security Disability approved. Quite a few documents needed to be sent to my attorney, and the Word DOC files were too large for all of the free e-mail services. 

...To add insult to injury, the idiot beancounter at Prismnet not only refused to take my medical condition into account and reactivate my e-mail account, he was damn rude about the matter. He demanded that I pay at least six months in advance via credit card, which was not an option for me at the time as my cards were at home. After further discussion on the matter, the bozo adamantly refused to provide any assistance in the matter, refused to let me talk to Jody, the primary owner of Prismnet, and then terminated the call after reasserting that "any and alll agreements made during the IO days are now null and void".

...The whole matter of my old e-mail address was made moot at the start of this month, however.. As it turns out, one of the side effects of the internal squabbles at Prismnet was that they let the io.com domain lapse. Those having IO accounts were given two weeks' notice that they would be transferred to a Prismnet address, and from what I've gathered from others who had io.com accounts all inquiries as to what the frack was going on were either ignored or responded to with the same notice that every IO account would be either transferred to the Prismnet domain, or simply terminated. Needless to say quite a few customers told Prismnet to go fuck themselves..

...So that's why I decided to try Blogger. It's free, I can transfer all my old OMBlog posts with the same date as when they were originally posted, and it allows something that I wasn't able to provide with the old HTML version: a comments section for each post! Most of my regular OMBloggers have in the past had to comment directly to me in e-mail, but now they can post their comments for all to see. Which could be interesting considering how controversial I can get at times. Especially when it concerns schmucks like Harlan Ellison or that anti-NASA moron we have in the White House. But what the hey? I've been dealing with flame wars onliine since before some of you were born. A Flame War veteran. That's me!

...Well, this post's gone on pretty long, so I'd better cut it off here. If you stuck around for the whole thing, thanks for listening. Next post will try to get back into the spirit of OMBlog that all of you have come to expect. And speaking of posts, over the next few weeks I'll be transferring as much of the old OMBlog entries over to the Blogger account. It's not a simple cut-and-paste situation as I've found, and the formatting's a bit different, so it'll take some time. Especially sorting out the posts that were mostly administrative and don't really apply over here on Blogger.

...Oh, before I forget, those wondering about my other websites - especially the Columbia Loss FAQ - they'll be back as soon as I find a proper hosting service. I'd settle for a free host so long as they don't force pr0n ad banners on me. So I'm open to suggestions on a web host, so if you've got any ideas...well, you can now leave a comment! Ain't web technology grand?

Friday, October 2, 2009

Friday, October 2nd, 2009

Update: Well, after a six-month sabbatical of sorts, OMBlog is back. To make a long story short, I've been tied up with some work issues, a couple of deaths in the family - including my oldest cat, Papaduck and one of the three kittens just a few weeks earlier - and a couple of medical situations that, quite frankly, left me way to tired to frack around with blogging. Add to this is that I've wound up with yet another cat, bringing the count back up to five, and keeping them entertained has been somewhat of a chore at times. Especially since the two surviving kittens are now big enough to get into things, and have learned that sleeping behind the notebook and/or on top of the keyboard happen to be the warmest places here at OMWorld Central, and the most likely place to find me when they want something.In any case, I've somehow managed to keep everyone somewhat updated on Twitter, as well as Facebook - yes, I actually got involved with FB during all this - but since OMBlog usually requires more thought than 140 character Tweets allow, I wound up simply not having the time or the energy to keep the blogging going like I'm used to. Which as some have pointed out, coincidentally seems to happen during the Summer months for some reason. But then again, consider the fact that I'd been keeping things going pretty much without a real break from September of 2007, all the way through getting "Stumpy", right up to April of 2009. I could be wrong, but I don't think Gerry Trudeau gives us that much continuous Doonesbury these days.

Anyway, the weather's changing, Daylight Rapings Time is almost outta here, and I've got some free time *and* energy for once. So let's get at least a half-assed attempt to get OMBlog going again, shall we?



Item: What better way to restart off OMBlog than with a quick disclaimer, and a related e-mail. Some of you apparently thought that the reason I took that "leave of absence" was due to this particularly incendiary entry. Sorry, but this couldn't be farther from the truth. Still, my tirade against and about Harlan Ellison did receive this comment from none other than David Gerrold that does need quoting and addressing:
In your blog of April 1, 2009, you wrote:
"I'll let you decide on David's comments on your own, kids, but keep in mind that David did try to go after his own brass ring by trying to sue Paranoidmount and Gene Roddenberry over his claims he "co-created" Next Generation. He lost that case big time, which probably explains why he's never tried to sue for royalties on every Tribble sold or used."
I'm sorry, but this is inaccurate.

1) I never sued Roddenberry or Paramount with the claim that I co-created "Next Generation." That was a falsehood that Gene Roddenberry's biographer David Alexander published in his book. What did happen was that after I left the show, the Writers Guild of America filed a grievance on my behalf, and on behalf of Dorothy Fontana; that's not a lawsuit, it's a labor-relations issue. In my case, the grievance stated that I had been asked to do producer-level work while not being credited or paid as such. DC Fontana's grievance was related.

2) I did not lose that case. I won. So did DC Fontana. Because the terms of the settlement prohibit me from discussing the terms of the settlement, I will not say anything except to say that I took additional money instead of screen credit. I will say that the number that David Alexander quoted in his Roddenberry biography is laughably wrong. (And in fact, that Roddenberry discussed the issue with him at all, was his violation of the terms of the agreement. Confidentiality means you're not supposed to talk about it.)

3) And yes, I did file a lawsuit against Paramount in 1999 for merchandising of tribbles. Paramount's legal dept immediately recognized that such merchandising was indeed covered by the original contract for the story and teleplay of "The Trouble With Tribbles" and settled that case out of court. They are required to make annual payments on tribble merchandising.

In the future, if you are going to write about my professional dealings, please have the courtesy to email me and check your facts. I will always be happy to provide them, especially if it will prevent additional pebbles being added to the avalanche of misinformation.
David Gerrold
And now, for the not-so-opposing view.


First off, I thank David for taking the time to send in those corrections, much less taking the time to actually read OMBlog. As someone who's been a fan since the Tribbles episode first aired on NBC, and one who's still convinced that The Starlost proved The Galactic Whirlpool could have been filmed on Star Trek's limited TV budget, his reply I consider an honor even if it's slightly on the ass-chewing side.


Which brings us to the meat of the matter. From what I've been able to gather, bouncing and pinging old friends and long-time Trek fans I've known since my days on rec.arts.startrek, WWIVnet's Trek board(s), and even the anally-misadministered FiDOPEnet boards dedicated to wanking all over Trekkers who even so much as hinted they liked FASA's Star Trek RPG, David Gerrold's side of the story is pretty much God/Yahweh/Roddenberry's truth. Since I've been out of those groups actively since about 1998 - the last time I got involved in ras*, as the BBS networks were pretty much dead by then - the credibility and accuracy of David Alexander's biography on Gene Roddenberry has come under significant question with regards to some of Gene's business dealings, especially all the controversies that surrounded Gene's involvement with Star Trek - The Next Generation. After managing to track down even the Holy Kolker himself, Rich Kolker, I was able to piece together how the blames and accusations were placed on both David Gerrold's and DC Fontana's collective backs.


In a nutshell, it appears that two particular sources - David Alexander and Richard "Melakon" Arnold - took advantage of the then-relatively new forms of computer networking that Star Trek fans were utilizing with previously unheard of success in keeping literally *millions* rapidly informed of all Trek-related news and events. You'd be surprised how many people from those days I queried for their recollection of their sources went:
  • "Hmmm...you know, ISTR that I'd heard that from David [Alexander] at a con..."
  • "That schmuck [Richard Arnold] was quoting that as verbatim from Gene to a group of fans at several cons!"
  • "Well, you can google the post to see if it's there, but I recall quite correctly that the ultimate source turned out to [Alexander and/or Arnold]."
  • "Didn't that get quoted from some 'reliable source' in [insert fanzine and/or "Starlog"]??
  • "How *are* David and Phyllis anyway?"
Sadly, the one source I couldn't track down was Tim Lynch, who pretty much sank "Melakon's" career by exposing how he'd sabotaged Peter David's classic run on DC's Star Trek comic book and - thankfully unsuccessfully - tried to prevent the publication of Vendetta and Q-In-Law, although he still managed to damage the Trek licensing franchise so badly that it took *years* to regain any semblance of credibility long after Arnold was ousted the week after Gene's passing in 1991. I'd have loved to have gotten Tim's recollections, not to mention seeing how he's been doing all these years, but suffice to say the consensus of the other "big name fans" and "Big Name Fans" - yes, there's a difference - was enough to give David Gerrold's "side of the story" more than enough credibility.


So David, as I've pointed out in the past, when confronted with the evidence that I'm wrong, I've no problems about admitting said and making apologies if not amends. In fact, it might be time for me personally to drag out Alexander's book and go over it again with a fine-tooth bat'leth and see what else doesn't jive right. Considering I'm doing just that with quite a few biographies of the movers and shakers who made NASA a success during the glory years of the Space Race, I can probably take a little time and throw his book in the grinder as well. A compare and contrast with Joel Engel's book would probably work the best.


One final point that should be made, tho: your mention that the WGA was behind the grievance. Thanks for once again proving my claims that what's screwing up Hollyweird more than anything else is union meddling. Of course, I'll probably get my head handed to me on that one, but it wouldn't be the first time.


On a related side note, I *did* manage to catch JJ Abrams' reimaged Star Trek. I'll have a somewhat late review of the film here in a few days, but for those who pestered the hell out of me during opening week, I'll reiterate what I said then: It works, but there's places where it could have been much better. Again, more on that later next week at the earliest.

 
Obit: One of the first humans to orbit the Earth, Pavel Popovich, has gone to the true Final Frontier. Popovich, the fourth Russian to go to space, died on Wednesday at a sanatorium. He was 79, five days short of his 80th birthday.
 

According to Vladimir Kovalenok, the head of the Russian Federation of Cosmonauts:

"Pavel Romanovich Popovich died Wednesday in one of the sanatoriums in Crimea. Now everything is being done to take his body to Moscow...."He was one of the few people who not only had no enemies, but only had friends. With this guy you could go into flames, into water, on an intelligence mission, wherever!"

Popovich is best known for piloting the Vostok 4 probe that in August,1962, took part in the first ever instance of two manned satellites orbiting the earth at the same time, a trip that made him the sixth human in orbit. The other vessel, Vostok 3, was piloted by Andriyan Nikolayev, who himself passed on in 2004. Popovich also took part in a longer 15-day mission as commander of the Soyuz-14 spacecraft in July 1974.

According to the Russian news agency ITAR-TASS, as well as other online sources, Popovich was born in 1929 in the Kiev region of the Ukraine, and was part of a pioneering team of cosmonauts who were trained to pilot the Vostok craft that were the first manned probes the Soviets sent into space. In a 2002 TASS-ITAR interview, Popovich recalled a mid-orbit conversation with Nikolayev during their landmark double flight, when he operated under the call name "Golden Eagle".

"Andriyan said 'Golden Eagle, Golden Eagle, this is Falcon! Do you hear me?' And I said 'Hello Andriyan! I can not only hear you but I can see you! You are flying by on my right, like a little moon.'"

Although the conversation was recorded, most space history experts agree that neither Popovich nor Nikolayev were in position to see each other when the exchange occurred. Still, Popovich was remembered by his colleagues as a "witty man who loved company, always described himself as the first Ukrainian to go to space." He was in fact the eighth man in space but the sixth man to go into orbit after the first two manned US spaceflights did not go into earth orbit.

Following his Vostok flight, Popovich later took part in the Soviet manned lunar program, which was shut down after failing to beat the US in putting a man on the Moon. For his work with the Soviet space program, he was awarded two Hero of the Soviet Union medals, the Soviet Union's highest honor.


Popovich's death came the same day as the blast-off of a Russian cosmonaut, a US astronaut and a Canadian clown turned space tourist on a Soyuz rocket on the latest mission for the International Space Station.

Otay, that brings today's OMBlog to a close. But just in case you kids thought I'd forgotten, here's your Wikilink of the Day:


 Once adversaries, and now friends. Fly straight and true, sir!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Wednesday, April 1st, 2009

No April Fool's Joke: Kids, I'm going to be tied up with a bunch of leg-related issues as well as some pro-website work for the next couple of weeks. Things go as planned, I should be back on or about the 18th of this month. I'll still be doing the occasional tweet on Twitter, as you can see in the lower right of the main OMBlog page these days. However, until i get back, here's be's the traditional test pattern:

 And as always, if you can read the writing on the pattern, you're too close to your monitor screen. Anyway, here's your obligatory TV-related Wikilink:


Did you kids also know that "Nielsen Ratings" can also be spelled "EPIC FAIL"? Of course you did.

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Wednesday, April 20th, 2005

Item: So we've got a new Pope, and it only took four votes, too. Pope Benedict XVI is the name Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger of Germany chose as he was crowned as the 265th Holy Father of the Catholic Church. What's going to be interesting is how Pope Benny the 16th is received by the less conservative Catholics, as while he served as a personal confidant and advisor to the late  Pope John Paul II, he also developed a reputation as a strict enforcer of church doctrine, and earned the nickname "Cardinal No". The super-conservative Catholics will no doubt love him, but those calling for lessening of certain strict dogmatic practices - read: women priests, tolerance of homosexuality, acceptance of abortion and euthanasia, full apology for the Inquisition, etc, etc - are going to be having kittens for the next few months as Benny settles into his Holy See. Still, here's wishing him all the luck, because he's got one Heaven of a pair of shoes to fill.
 
Item: On the other hand, his choice of Benedict the XVI as his Papal name surprised quite a few people, most of whom predicted that he would assume the name of John Paul III. Think about it: he was possibly the closest friend and advisor John Paul II had, and it would have been a fitting tribute to the Grand Papal who, without argument, caused the most positive changes to the Modern World than any other Holy Father in the past thousand years at least. The Polish revolt against the declining Evil Soviet Empire would probably not gotten 1/10th as far as it did had Lech Walesa and his follower not been inspired by the fact that one of their own was not running the Vatican. The memory of his accomplishments will live on, but his name deserved the same respect.
And besides, it would have been cheaper. Just add an extra "I" to all the stationary and monuments...

Item: Speaking of the new Pope's choice of names, Rogers Cadenhead -author of several editions of the Java in 21 Days and Java in 24 Hours books, among others, predicted that the new Pope would choose one of the following six names on his blog:
  • Benedict XVI
  • Clement XV
  • Innocent XIV
  • Leo XIV
  • Paul VII
  • Pius XIII
Of course, he hedged his bets a little by actually registering domain names for each of these. And the first one on the list hit the jackpot, obviously. Also obviously, a few news reports have suggested that Rogers might have "popesquatted" BenedictXVI.Com, even going so far as to accuse him of planning to sell the domain to pornographers. Rogers' response was apropos, classic, and most likely soul-saving:
"For the love of God, people, that's not going to happen. I will be running any plans I have for this domain by my own Catholic doctrinal enforcer, my never-miss-a-Sunday grandmother Rita!"
Of course, if he wanted to sell a domain name to pornographers for profit, he'd have been better off selling dickheadcheney.com, natch.

Item: My best friend in the world, Brian Z, made this observation about the methods the Conclave uses to inform the world that they've made up their minds on the next Pope:
"Well, it's like this. If there's black smoke, there's no new Pope. If there's white smoke, then there's a new Pope, and if there's green smoke, then they brough along some good dope."
Of course, there's the one I came up with:
"Colonel? Black smoke means they haven't chosen a new Holy Father, right?"
"That's right, Sergeant."
"And that's all it means, right?"
"That's correct, Sergeant. Why do you ask?"
"Well, if I read the message in the smoke signals right, we'd better hope the Calvary's riding up over the hill any second now..."
Personally, I liked mine better, but that's just me.
 
Item: Now that Enterprise is 100% cancelled, and the new regime at Paranoidmount can't retaliate against the actors, apparently they're starting to speak out about the real reasons the show was cancelled. Scott Bakula has gone on record that there's apparently nobody in charge on the 'Mount that has any real appreciation for the studio's cash cow, and that they've also put the nix on any possible Enterprise movie. This tends to back up a lot of rumors that have been leaking out of Hollyweird since last year regarding the change of the guard on the Paramount lot, and how most of the new higher-ups have a rather negative disregard for Trek Fandom, and would prefer to let the franchise sit and collect dust just to teach the "Trekkies" who's in charge.

That wouldn't surprise me one iota. One thing I've learned over the years is that the studio heads have become intimidated and incensed at how fandom has become integrated and organized thanks to the Internet. Every move they make now gets leaked, scrutinized and denounced even before Variety gets a crack at hyping it. If they're not careful, public pressure and resentment becomes such a negative publicity force that even if what they plan is nowhere near as bad as it sounded in the leak, it's already ruined the box office take just by word of mouth. Something similar almost happened with the new Battlestar Galactica reimaged - the one Ron Moore created, not the DeSanto version that got aborted just before production started - when word got out about how Sci-Fi's Bonnie Hamner was going to redo the series in name only, without even a Battlestar! Her snotty response to the complaints, as well as a deliberate misinformation campaign designed to piss off hard-core fans as much as possible, came damn close to getting the show axed even before Moore had his chance to present his own controversial reimaging. In fact, the only thing that saved BSG was that it turned out to be a damn well-written, well-produced, fine example of how TV Sci-Fi needs to be done in this day and age.

Again, the problem is that Hollyweird, like the rest of the entertainment industry, doesn't have a clue how to handle the Internet. They're scared of it for many reasons, and would love to see it eradicated if they can't control it. And as the MafRIAA thugs of Jack Valenti have shown, every time they try to eradicate it, the Internet and its users simply go underground. Of course, any expectation they have of shutting down something that was designed to survive a nuclear war is either rather stupid, naive, or egotistical on their part. Probably all of the above.

In the end, tho, the moguls and execs and other lord high muckitymucks who run the Screw Factory will have to finally admit defeat, and embrace the Internet enough to find ways to make it serve their own smarmy interests. It's a clear-cut case of "if you can't beat'em, join'em!", and all they need is the proper slap in the face to wake them up to this face. Either that, or a swift kick in the bank accounts...

Item: Speaking of egotistical insanity in the entertainment industry, if you haven't been reading The Smoking Gun, now's a good time to drop on over there and check out one of the more entertaining archives they've set up. Those who follow the music industry have no doubt heard of a Contract Rider. When a performance artist makes a deal to play in an concert hall or other facility, a supplimental agreement is also drawn which is the section of a concert performance contract that itemizes special conditions the artist requires in order to perform. Things like how the stage must be set up, how all publicity and advertising must be managed, what the dressing room must be configured and stocked up with, etc, etc, etc.

Any, TSG has assembled an online library containing quite a number of these Riders, and some of their demands can be quite...well, amusing is probably the nicest word I can think of. Some of them, honestly, are pretty damn vainglorious at worst. Either way, surf on over and check'em out. It's worth the laugh where applicable.

Item: Talk about building the better mousetrap. Target now has this new ClearRx pill bottle the believe is going to revolutionize drug safety. The color - Code Red - is not only Target’s signature color, it's also a universal symbol for caution that Target believes will have more impact than the standard "caramel" color most pill bottles currently have. 

 The design you see to the right shows one of the "innovations" Target is pushing. The bottle is designed to be Upside down to save paper. By standing the bottle on its cap, \the label can be wrapped across the top, and the amount of printable area is the same as a standard 8.5x14" sheet, which according to Target will not eliminates waste and make life easier for pharmacists, it'll allow labels to be printed on normal printer systems and help keep costs down.

Future improvements include a version of the label that slaps a big red X over the label once the contents have exceeded their expiration date. This will us a variant of security badge technology that produces temporary
badges that expire after 24 hours. Target's version - one will that works over months instead of hours, won't be ready until 2006.

Of course, the real question is what the hell Wal-Mart is going to come up with to top this one...