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Bleptember's upon us once again, so I'll be attempting to snap a daily picture of my bleppy doggo with her tongue sticking out!
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A sleepy French Bulldog lies on a soft dog bed with her tongue sticking entirely out, lying on a pillowy edge.
This young lady is dog-tired after a long day of running around and playing, this First of Bleptember.
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The dog came out for a walk with the eldest kid and I, but we couldn't stop her sticking her head down rabbitholes!
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In a grassy field, a girl in a red dress and comfortable boots kneels with her head completely vanished down a rabbit hole.
(Oh, and the dog kept doing it, too.)
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Looking forward to the school run starting again next week... so I get a bonus excuses for walks around our beautiful village!
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Paddock with horses under a sky of mixed clouds and an arching rainbow.
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The cheese scones from
My local supermarket
Are hexagonal.It's not for packing.
Their film-covered rectangle
Leaves corner gaps.Are perhaps they made
In honeycomb baking tins?
Baked by bumblebee?Or else it's branding.
A visual identity.
Trying to sell more.A six-sided scone
Does not taste better to me,
Nor warm up faster.
The butter doesn't care
For the shape of your scone,
Mr. John Sainsbury.
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A crumbly hexagonal cheese scone, buttered, on a blue-and-white plate, with a single bite taken out of one half.
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Last month, my friend Gareth observed that the numbered lists in my blog posts "looked wrong" in his feed reader. I checked, and I decided I was following the standards correctly and it must have been his app that was misbehaving.
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App Store page for Unread: An RSS Reader by Golden Hill Software. What's New for version 4.5.2 includes a bullet point, highlighted, which reads 'This update improves display of articles from danq.me."
So he contacted the authors of Unread, his feed reader, and they fixed it. Pretty fast, I've got to say. And I was amused to see that I'm clearly now a test case because my name's in their release notes!
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Maybe I'm just hungry, but this morning's breakfast bagel with brie looks especially scrumptious, right?
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On a floral plate atop a wooden surface z an open sesame bagel contains an Escherian 'endless staircase' of sliced brie.
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A moderately-large house spider dropped down and startled my dog as she napped in her basket, so now she's hiding under my desk and refusing to return to bed. 🙄😂
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In faux-soft-focus, a champagne-coloured French Bulldog looks up from beneath an office desk, framed between the shorts-wearing legs of a white man.
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Finished work. Figured I'd chill in the hammock for a bit as it's so nice out.
The dog decided she wanted to lie in it too.
So now I am a pillow for a dog.
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Dan, a middle-aged white man with long hair and a goatee beard, lies on a striped hammock in a verdant garden. He's wearing a t-shirt which says "love" over a ribbon in pride colours, and on his chest lies a contented-looking champagne-coloured French Bulldog.
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Some time in the last 25 years, ISPs stopped saying they made you "part of" the Internet, just that they'd help you "connect to" the Internet.
Most people don't need a static IP, sure. But when ISPs stopped offering FTP and WWW hosting as a standard feature (shit though it often was), they became part of the tragic process by which the Internet became centralised, and commoditised, and corporate, and just generally watered-down.
The amount of effort to "put something online" didn't increase by a lot, but it increased by enough that millions probably missed-out on the opportunity to create their first homepage.
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In the event of a fire on my bus, I'm concerned that the head of the man sitting in front of me is flammable.
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On a bus, back abs sides of a man's head. His hat has a label which reads "keep away from fire", but it's hanging out in such a way that it looks like it might be his head that's labelled.
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In my first few weeks at my new employer, my code contributions have added 218 lines of code, deleted 2,663. Only one of my PRs has resulted in a net increase in the size of their codebases (by two lines).
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GitHub change summary showing +218 lines added, -2,663 lines removed.
I need to pick up the pace if I'm going to reach the ultimate goal of deleting ALL of the code within my lifetime. (That's the ultimate aim, right?)
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Thanks to the community's invention of a "Region unlocked" achievement, I've been able to instantly (and retroactively!) tick another one off my geohashing list, for my expedition on Trinidad early this year!
(Possibly I've achieved it other times, too: I haven't yet determined whether anybody successfully hashed in County Mayo or County Galway before I did last year, on account of both counties spanning multiple graticules and so requiring more research!)
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Went to Wagamama. Accidentally made the "Order of the Beast".
(Plus a similar side, for those who read binary.)
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Wagamama restaturant placemat on which the waitstaff has written my order item numbers: 110, and 666.
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Seventy years ago, residents of this part of London would take shelter from V1 and V2 bombs in a tunnel beneath my feet. And today, I'm going down there to take a look!
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Dan, a white man wearing a Goo Goo Dolls t-shirt, stands in front of a sign describing the history of The Drum in South Clapham.
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I got kicked off LinkedIn this week. Apparently there was "suspicious behaviour" on my account. To get back in, I needed to go through Persona's digital ID check (this, despite the fact that I've got a Persona-powered verification on my LinkedIn, less than six months old).
After looping around many times identifying which way up a picture of a dog was and repeatedly photographing myself, my passport, and my driving license, I eventually got back in. Personally, I suspect they just rolled out some Online Safety Act functionality and it immediately tripped over my unusual name.
But let this be a reminder to anybody who (unlike me) depends upon their account in a social network: it can be taken away in a moment and be laborious (or impossible) to get back. If you care about your online presence, you should own your own domain name; simple as that!