Apologies for the silence.
A man I have never met died from a stingray barb to the heart. Another man I know quite well didn’t die from viral myocarditis. His son thought he was in hospital because he’d had a bad dream.
Last night I dreamed that I was a bird, circling above a choppy sea, watching the other birds fly close to a jagged cliff. There were black birds, and there were white birds. The white ones looked like blots of paint, Van Gogh style.
K has been making fleece pilchers (nappy holders) for Harvey. I have no photos, but I should, as they are rocking.
Due to a number of circumstances, I managed to put away a total of 5 pints for Harvey over the weekend. Goodness me….
The celebrated Mr K will be zoom-zooming around a racetrack near you today – wish him well.
The fabulous Pernice Brothers will soon be releasing their new CD, ‘Live a little‘. You can find out about it here, and pre-order it to get a bonus CD of demos and alternate mixes.
I have decided to learn Objective-C, the programming language of choice for Apple computers. I am going to try very hard to keep the momentum going, and avoid turning it into Brain Crack. I think I’ll try to write my own RSS feed-reader. I know that there are plenty of them going around, but none of them are written by me. It seems it would be a fairly simple place to start. And maybe one day I can bust out like Mark Pilgrim, and write the tools I want that dont yet exist.
Oh, and for those of you who are intereseted; Harvey has been pooping, growing, crying, feeding, and winning us over with his smiles and gurgles.