I just had an email from my Dad, in reply to a mail I sent him last night. This wouldn’t be remarkable, except that he signs off with ‘Breakfast calls.’
Even my Dad is checking his email before breakfast now. I’m surrounded by geeks!
Jonathan Sanderson’s weblog, since 2001.
I just had an email from my Dad, in reply to a mail I sent him last night. This wouldn’t be remarkable, except that he signs off with ‘Breakfast calls.’
Even my Dad is checking his email before breakfast now. I’m surrounded by geeks!
Forgot to note yesterday – while poddling around the country park, I took a track that looked like a bike lane… that descended into a bridleway… that petered out into a rough track. Mmm… roughstuff and 23mm slick road tyres: that’s not snap.
I’ve been forgetting to look for this for ages: Victoria Wood/Julie Walters sketch, ‘Giving Notes.’ One of my all-time favourites.
See, I told you. Scottish food isn’t as bad as you think. But I still maintain that the best chippy is The Magpie in Whitby.
Mike and I are staging a flash anti-mob at 10:30am this morning, outside John Lewis’ in Glasgow.
Feel free to join in by not attending. We won’t see you there.
Last night: pork loin roasted with peaches, garlic, thyme and white wine.
Tonight: beans on toast.
Sometimes, domain names baffle me. Internetweatherreport.com, for example, sounds obvious enough. Er… no. What I was looking for was internettrafficreport.com.
Wide area wireless, rolling out across Cumbria. Oh joy, oh bliss.
Paper cuts: sure, we’ve all had them. Bagel cuts? Hmm. Apparently it’s possible.
It fascinates me that the current flamewar about ‘funky RSS‘ would be a whole lot easier to follow were it being conducted in a newsgroup.