25.5 mph

Got the bike on Friday: finally had chance to ride it properly today/yesterday. Verdict? Rock. On. I’d even forgotten how unpleasant it isn’t to get rained on while cycling… so long as it happens on the way home, rather than first thing in the morning.

Meanwhile, in unrelated news:

  • Some excellent – and hilarious – applications for a researcher post on How2. I find it reassuring that there are so many talented people out there, and for the moment at least I can make myself forget that I’ll have to disappoint pretty much all of them.
  • Carpaccio of beef (seared and crusty, not plain raw). Yum, if I do say so myself.
  • I finally worked out what was goofy with my install of the PHP Gallery script. It’s the Asda PhotoCD JPEGs that are borked, not the script/ImageMagick/Gallery Remote/phase of the moon/etc. Batch convert to TIFF and back again fixed everything, so I can finally get around to posting my USA photos. Give me a few more days…

Hopscotch

The staircase treads at work are all falling off, so they’re being Evo-stuck back on as necessary. Today there’s lots of ‘necessary,’ each restuck tread marked by a hand-scrawled sign reading (with a delightful tinge of oxymoron) ‘Please do not stand on this step.’

Since, in some flights, more than half the steps are so adorned, climbing the stairs has become somewhat akin to performing an inclined hopscotch.

But what of the Liberator?

Paul ‘you may as well just call me Avon’ Darrow has finally secured the rights to Blake’s 7, and he’s making big noises about a new mini-series. The BBC story covers most of the useful bits, without your having to navigate the pretty but horribly slow Flash site. Sadly, they’ve taken down Darrow’s earlier, semi-maniacal ravings, that covered the preceeding two years of the project.

But good luck to them. I’d love to see B7 back. Ambiguous heroes are in short supply.