Life between coffees.
Four hours ago this site didn’t exist but the client needed a new site by tomorrow to show to a “huge client”. Now, if you need to know anything about payphones in Melbourne, Australia you can find it at www.payphonesaustralia.com.au. Sure there’s a lot of work still to do but from nothing to this with no notice, I’m happy.
(And yes, that is a bit of baiting for a particular search engine.)
I’ve just read that Justice Betty King has ordered Channel Nine not to screen Underbelly in Victoria, my home state. A similar ban worked oh so well for Blue Murder in NSW back in the 90s with the videotapes available pretty much everywhere. These days it’s going to be even easier. Just ask the fifteen year old next door, they’ll be able to BitTorrent you a copy, minus the ads, a few hours after the show goes to air.
I’m not sure what the answer is to Justice King’s problem but this sort of ban is just pointless in this day and age.
To my wonderful wife, the best mum in the world, happy birthday my love.
xox
“I’ve had so many forks in the road in my life and I always chose the wrong one.”
Hmmmmmmmmm.
Okay, so that title wasn’t quite as romantic as ‘The First Blossom of Spring’ but for me it marks the changing of the seasons as surely as fresh flower buds do for avid gardeners.
This morning I saw my first bit of the Grand Prix fencing being hauled on the back of a truck over the West Gate Bridge to its new Albert Park Lake home. This assisted migration of the concrete lumps means the Grand Prix, and along with it the cooler days of early autumn aren’t far away. Given that, thankfully, the Grand Prix looks like leaving our city after 2010 I wonder what will tell me the seasons are changing in 2011?
I wasn’t hallucinating, my tooth did hurt. I managed to get an appointment this afternoon thanks to my kind dentist who double booked me, and a couple of pain-killing tips from authoritydental.org.
It ended up I had a hole inside my tooth. After the injection (note to self: next time don’t look at the needle), some drilling, some prodding, some poking and some other-stuff-ing I have a filling that should hopefully keep the pain at bay. After she finished she said the hole was even bigger than she had thought from the x-ray and it was a good thing I went in today.
I have to go back to my dentist in Melbourne for some more exploration and if this filling doesn’t work it’s root canal or extraction. Ugh and ouch on both counts so hopefully what I had done today will work.
The hole in my tooth is now filled but another giant size one has appeared in my wallet. Any ideas on where I can get that one fixed?
Tell me, please, that that crucifying ache in my back teeth which is stopping me from concentrating on anything for more than 5 seconds is a good sign.
Oh my god it hurts. I just know this ain’t gonna end well…
Rae picked up a brand new sewing machine using our Fly Buys points just the other day and has already put it to good use.
Here’s Bert’s new, and very very cool, Heckle and Jeckle pyjamas.
Orders taken…
I spotted this year’s Yellow Pages lurking in our front yard this morning. I wonder how much longer we’ll see this species in the wild? We, like many people, have a permanent connection to the net and a quick Google will normally give you the phone number you need in a matter of seconds. Given how atrocious the Yellow Pages site is (can you ever find what you’re looking for on the first go?) I’d assume most people do the same and like us their copies will remain in the plastic wrap for a year until they are thrown out when the next edition arrives.
Perhaps Sensis should allow us to opt out of receiving paper directories. It would save a lot hernias and paper.
(And, yes, I know the grass that weaves through the fence needs to be cut.)