Is it time for a Birthday Retrospective? Y’know, one of those “what were you doing 1, 2, 5, 10, 15 etc. years ago?” things? I think so. Game on! 1 year ago – 2010 (34) – Hannah, Paul, Kathryn &
Tales from The Other Side (of the Atlantic)
Here’s a quick update of what I’ve been up to for the past few weeks – work have sent me over to the USA, and though I’m nominally in “New York”, I’m not situated in an office block on the
Nature can pull off some pretty impressive shit sometimes…
My biggest kodak moment Originally uploaded by *ice What happens when you combine the occurrence of the Aurora Borealis with an erupting volcano, and manage to be in the right place at the right time? Flickr user *ice managed to
Anatomy of a head-wall interface
I’ve been doing some work on the website for my new co-venture, WhiskySquad – a monthly whisky tasting exercise designed to give enthusiastic amateurs a chance to get their palates around some interesting stuff – and the problem that needed
Their mums must get some awesome postcards!
It’d be fair to say that I know a fairly mobile bunch of people – many of my friends from growing up don’t live in the ol’ neighbourhood any more, though having moved to different parts of Australia, or the
Further tales of Windows brilliance
We have an arrangement set up here in our office so that in order to work from home we connect to the corporate network using the Cisco VPN (Virtual Private Network) Client – a little bit of software that burrows
Cuisine (feeling haute, haute, haute)
Magnificent, isn’t it? After a long day out & demanding evening, it’s possible – thanks to the wonders of modern domestic science – to enjoy a healthy and balanced pouch of nutrients, and though the diagram on the front looks
Are you trying to tell me Jesus Christ can’t hit a curveball?
Was making a coffee in the kitchen at work just now, and for some reason the following sentence popped into my head: You put snot on the ball? Stopped me dead in my tracks, that did. What relevance does that
Mmm… Contrasty…
Hello Dolly isn’t typically the kind of musical I’d embrace, in my jaded old age – written in the 1960s, it very much embodies the fanciful & superficially wholesome stereotypical thing which kinda irritates me about the entire genre. You
Lookie likey
A comment on my previous post (from Wurst, who I gather breezed in from Stonch’s Beer Blog) brought up the turbulent topic of celebrity lookalike-ness. He asserted that I looked like “a cross between Jaz Coleman and that singer who