While surfing about and reading a bit about task estimation, I stumbled on a couple of things in Wikipedia which gave me pause for thought – you could arguably dismiss them as baseless aphorisms, but for the qualifications of the
Whoooooosh!*
The Fast & The Spurious
In the creeping march of reality catching up to Science Fiction (specifically, in this case, see the “Nosedive” episode of Black Mirror) I was… well, conflicted isn’t the right word…. maybe “given pause for thought” about a private hire taxi
Hey, what’s the story with the crisps?
Growing up in Australia in the 80s we only had about 5 flavours of crisps. And, of course, we called them chips. Plain, Chicken, Salt & Vinegar, Cheese & Onion, and BBQ. And there were really only 2 brands to
The birds of Gibraltar
You knew they were there. The keening and gulling was a distant but ever-present backdrop to the relative serenity of our balcony – punctuated sporadically by the rattle of a 35 year old exhaust train as the vehicle raspily exhaling
It all seems so obvious, until you ask someone.
I’ve got something of a fixation with plumbing interfaces. Growing up I became fairly accustomed to the standard arrangement of hot/cold shower and bath taps, or in the case of the 2nd bathroom at Mum & Dad’s place, an extra
Phones 4 me. Smart phones, apparently.
About 5 years ago I put together a sort of retrospective of all of the mobile phones I’d ever owned along with my thoughts on each, and judging by the web stats it’s a topic that lots and lots and
Well, it’s been ten years and maybe more since I first set eyes on you.
On this day, 10 years ago, I landed in London. I landed without a plan, other than wanting to do something a bit different with my life. Lots of things have changed for me. I own property. I have a
Not been in much, lately…
It’s probably an obvious statement at this point that I’ve let my blog fall by the wayside, somewhat. 7 posts this year, and 3 of those were about something that happened last year. I was thinking about this earlier this
Art, opportunity, and favouritism
Nothing makes you an expert on modern/contemporary art like becoming an international traveller. There’s something about art galleries which is a bit of a draw – a combination of being able to see one-of-a-kind works by humankind’s revered creative minds,
In which Jason tries out his new toy, and muses upon a bit of social commentary…
The beauty of having a special pen that scans your handwriting as you go is that you can jot down stuff anywhere, as you think of it. Provided anyone can decipher your terrible handwriting…