Archive for March, 2004

Today’s Daily Express

Wednesday, March 31st, 2004

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Well, that was an impressive distillation of our conversation, but at least it’s an accurate representation.

Quote unquote

Tuesday, March 30th, 2004

Why is there suddenly national paranoia about iPods and their headphones. The Times devoted half of the whole of its front page to a story about how wearing the white headphones that ship with an iPod makes you a target for muggers.
The Register explains why:
West Midlands police have issued a stark warning to iPod users: […]

Paris, 1971 - 73

Monday, March 29th, 2004

When my dad moved to France he left a lot of things behind, one of which was a fat blue case full of photos and slides. A lot of these were taken before I was born, including a series of slides of Paris, on which the developers have stamped various dates from 1971 to 1973.
A […]

Summer

Sunday, March 28th, 2004

It’s the first day of summer. My phone said so when the network tried to change the time. So did my PC and my PDA. My iBook was strangely silent on the matter, but she seems to have updated her clock without complaint, so I guess it must be true.
Anyhow, regardless of the grey skies […]

Protest

Friday, March 26th, 2004

Anarchy descended on Tottenham Court Road this evening. I left the office late - some time around eight, I think it was, and walked down to TCR tube, passing by Micro Anvika which was shut up for the night. One of the PowerBooks on display in the window was displaying a cheery warning box:
Do you […]

Watching

Wednesday, March 24th, 2004

Twenty five sheets of A4 paper, some toner or ink, sellotape, a large office window in which to stick it all, and a small photo of one of your work colleagues.
That’s all you need handy to make beautiful, terrifying art with the Rasterbator.

It’s the grooviest Flash application on the net, allowing you to import, resize […]

Too much honesty

Wednesday, March 24th, 2004

I had my blood pressure taken today.
The nurse said it was perfect. ‘One ten over seventy,’ apparently.
‘What does that mean?’ I asked.
‘Well, the one ten is the pressure when your heart is squeezing and the seventy is the pressure when it’s relaxed.’
‘Seventy what?’
[…]

Shrook

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

The books in favour of papers swing is paying dividends already. I’m steaming through Yoga for People who Don’t Want to do It and haven’t missed Metro at all. Unfortunately, though, I have made the mistake of updating my feed reader (and in fact updating my Mac in the office to OS X 10.3 just […]

Interesting Ingression Information

Sunday, March 21st, 2004

Bleurgh. I’ve eaten so much this weekend. Yesterday evening, dinner at mum’s for her birthday. Today, lunchtime, back around there again for a big (Quorn) roast for mothers’ day, then afterwards over to Alison’s for a whole-afternoon picnic on rugs on her lounge floor, followed by dinner and a whole melted brie for dipping. Very […]

Reading matter

Saturday, March 20th, 2004

I have made a pact to rationalise my reading habits. It came from being barely able to lift my ruck-sack when leaving work the other night (that’s a wild exaggeration) and wondering why it was so heavy. Looking through it to sort out the things I could leave on my desk until the next day, […]