that was the weekend that was (part 2)

‘Saturday, what a day…’

I wish I was able to help you

I was just about to give Google a belting for not giving me any referrals, but I just got back from lunch and found this magical referral…..

“how to play drums like steven drozd”

If you’re still reading, Googler, I wish I knew. I really do…..

a paradox, a paradox, a most ingenious paradox…

Choice is a wonderful thing, you could even call it beautiful. But the word itself, just looks dang wierd. In fact, if you think about how it sounds, that’s also a bit wierd.

that was the weekend that was (part 1)

If I was recovering from this weeknd in Yuendamu, I would probably lean back on a chair, and exclaim, ‘yakara!”

But I’m not. I’m in Melbourne. I’m at work. So I say other words, that a re best left unsaid.

Let’s just have a look at what my weekend entailed, and you tell me the best words to exclaim…..

love, and hate

We have been looking at Django at work, and are playing with the idea of using it to re-do our intranet. This is great, it’s a speedy, robust looking framework. I love it.

I am toying with the idea of using it myself, building a site for the Reversers with it. The trouble is, I am trying to get it up and running on my work’s windows laptop, which I hate.

Windows it really starting to shit me. Things like this are much easier with Linux, especially with the rise of svn’s and CPAN and stuff.

memory lane

I just discovered that someone has developed a Lords of Midnight Multiplyaer Online Game.

I loved this game on my old Sinclair Spectrum way back when I was young and care-free. I had an emulator a couple of years ago, so I could play it in secret. But this is remarkable.

Also, checkout IceMark, who is attempting to re-write it, and DoomDark’s Revenge (the sequel) for PC.

birthday list

Alrighty, so Crumpet has just cunningly let us know that her birthday is incredibly close at hand, so I thought I’d usurp the whole gifty feeling by coming out with my birthday wishlist right now. I’m riding someone elses wave, I know. Deal with it.

And here it is…..

Letters to the foetus. Part 1

Well, it’s been 14 weeks, and I have said nothing. Sometimes I live with the fear that I have nothing to say.

Anywho, the garden is getting along slowly. I spent day last weekend ripping out the last of the Agatha’s Panties, now I have made a mess on the driveway (but it’s okay, as we have two driveways, being the hoity-toity that we are).

I was on-call for the first time last night. Nothing happened, other than me waking up a few times in the night panicking that I had missed a call. I’m still worried that I don’t know enough to solve anything that might go wrong overnight anyway, so it’ll be an interesting time if something does break.

I miss the music as well. I haven’t been a good friend to my guitar, or to my muscial friends. I am supposed to be working on the new Steinbecks album, but have been too easily pre-occupied, and have let myself slide. The toshiro>gizo project has also suffered enormously. There is also the Reversers initiative, which hasn’t even looked like getting off the ground.

And to top it off, I have been playing around with using the word ‘malediction’ in a song for years now.
‘you lost yrself in melody, and I in malediction, baby’. That’s all well and good, but I was listening to a Steve Malkmus CD that I just bought, and he’s used the damn word. Bah.