Turns out that the principle doesn’t apply to everything. This week, I discovered that wearing shorts and a t-shirt doesn’t stop it from raining.
Kind: Notes
Paul’s Birthday
Is Cardiff Still Amazing?
If you’re planning to come to Cardiff Is Amazing next month, there’s some information on the website.
What do you mean, there’s not much information on it? That’s because you haven’t typed it yet! Get on with it, then!
Saddlebacking
SmartData’s Christmas Message
In case anybody’s interested, SmartData‘s animated Christmas card (with a little help from JibJab) is now online. Watch it here.
The Christmas Tree Is Up
Click for a bigger picture.
Fibre Optics Are Cool
See:
This is how I like my downloads to look.
Who Wants Troma Night?
Claire and I are going to be out of town this coming Friday and the Friday after that. Who wants to host Troma Night? (assuming there’ll be anybody left in town…) If nobody pipes up, I’ll tag it as cancelled.
Especially For Jimmy
You may have beaten me to the centre of the galaxy, Jimmy, but…
Oh, To Be Quoted Correctly
/mopes/
And the day started out so well, too.
Does Food Go Missing From Your Kitchen?
Does food ever go missing in your house and you don’t know who’s eaten it? You probably ought to check all of your cupboards, then, in case you’ve had a small Japanese woman living in one of them for the last year and you hadn’t noticed.
Make It Stop
Karaoke. It should be banned. Especially when 6-year olds steal the show.
There simply isn’t enough alcohol.
Six Pounds And Eighteen Pence
That’s how much better off I am per month than I was previously. Or, as I see it, three pints.
Thank you, Gordon Brown.
Well, That Was Quite A Night
I finally sobered up sometime this afternoon, right in the middle of some Perl programming. I spent some time staring at all of the symbols and regexen in the code. To be honest, I think I preferred it when I was drunk.
More if and when I can be bothered. For now… back to the pub again!
Conspiracy? No.
Strange. Four of the last twenty text messages I’ve recieved have contained just the word “No”. And that’s it.
It’s not even like they’re all from the same person (they’re from three different people). My friends are usually far more articulate than than that. I feel like there’s some kind of conspiracy to fill my phone up with negativity.
Hmm. Now I sound like some kind of hippy.
Last Firefly Night tomorrow (Monday). See you there!