Category: Diary

That’s it. Today is Winter Solstice and now that it’s dark it means from tomorrow we start heading towards summer!

Can’t half tell I’m wishing winter and the footy season away can you?

So.

One more blog for one more ____.

To fill in the blank check our new blog – Contemplating Albert.

It’s only beginning, there’s a lot more to be added but I’m sure you’ll get the idea.

I don’t care anymore. Rob and I left at half time, disgusted.

So we came back a little in the second half – big-f’n-deal. What’s the point in doing it for half a game? The Tigers this year are a waste of talent, waste of season, waste of time.

The reports say Spud will announce his resignation after tonights loss. I feel sorry for him, he’s a decent bloke, but some people have to pay at my beloved club and hopefully Spud doing the decent thing will be the start of many involved in this ongoing debacle taking that long hard look so often talked about but so seldom done.

Finally you’ve done it. You’ve broken my heart Tigers.

After The Advertiser pointed out I claimed to have the worlds most boring web cam I realised that what I actually had was the worlds most boring non-changing picture masquerading as a web cam.

In the final pre end of financial year spending frenzy I’ve lashed out and purchased a small powered USB hub. So as well as a printer, Palm, Ipaq, USB speakers, USB ADSL modem, graphics tablet, USB key and a card reader I can have the web cam plugged in and going pretty much all the time. Save for Nude Computing Day, a little known and misunderstood day that oddly always coincides with the one day a year I desperately need to check my email on the way to the shower, I think I’ll have it going most of the time.

Of course for most of the day it will be blank or black; after all I can’t let the readers of The Advertiser down.
Continue reading “Pictures Again”

Well it appears it’s open slather on Gmail invites now and the bottom has well and truly fallen out of the market. I feel like Homer with his pile of pumpkins after Halloween passed.

Still I made a killing before the boom peaked, enough to get a 256MB SD card for the Ipaq so I can’t complain too much. Anyway, with this much activity it can’t be long now until Gmail goes live and the whole world gets to see another great Google product.

‘They’ removed the Pepsi vending machine at work. We’ve been promised it will be back next Monday. If it’s not there will be blood in the streets, or maybe just the corridors depending upon how energetic we feel.

If you’re 34/35ish go and download a copy of The Communards ‘Never Can Say Goodbye’ or ‘Don’t Leave Me This Way’. If you don’t have immeadiate flashbacks to your final year formal/prom/dance/whatever then you’re not really 34/5ish.

My Ipaq has won my heart even quicker than my Palm did years ago. It’s a great machine.

Ebay is a wonderful thing. How else could I find a 256MB SD card for half the street price?

I did the web site for the Mercure Grand Chalet Mt Buller. Check out the rate for a weekend on the mountain during the ski season. The tech support guy for the hosting company (not my regular one) complimented me on a job well done, which is a first for me.

And go wish the lovely Miss Marita a happy birthday just ’cause she’s lovely and deserves it. Happy birthday Marita.

I’m tired and grumpy and some *()#_*)#$ gives me a negative feedback on my Ebay profile when they never responded to my emails! Now my perfect record is gone. At least I had the satisfaction of responding in kind to the Bakers of Newcastle. And they’ve now got 2 negatives.
Continue reading “Right”

Pardon me while I geek out. I’m writing this on my new Ipaq and am hoping that when I get back to my PC it will automatically upload.

Who is a happy boy then?

I found Root Beer – genuine, proper, ridgy-didge American A & W Root Beer (or if you can be bothered – their offical Flash only home page). After buying coffees earlier I only had enough in my wallet for one can so I’ve got to go back and pick up a six pack or two.

In the mean time my one precious can is chilling away in the fridge I’m doing the impatient dance at the LG‘s door.