July 12, 2008
“They may cut your dick in half, and serve it to a pig. And though it hurts, you’ll laugh, and dance a dickless jig.”
Posted to Twitter at 8:09 p.m.
Thrilled to discover that not only does Roxie’s (http://rdbgb.us/xpf) sell outstandingly good sandwiches, they also stock British chocolate.
Posted to Twitter at 5:35 p.m.
Bacon has arrived in SF! Since he doesn’t have a mat, blanket or bed here yet, he’s currently making a nest in a pile of my dirty laundry.
Posted to Twitter at 2:20 a.m.
July 11, 2008
Another corking $0.99 rental on the iTunes store this week: http://rdbgb.us/9oY “Let me come with you. I can see. I can see perfectly.”
Posted to Twitter at 4:19 p.m.
After drinks with @fountaingoats, @uncleloki, @stoptypingnow and @digitrash, reconsidering my boring-ass Twitter username.
Posted to Twitter at 12:46 a.m.
July 10, 2008
Writing your documentation on a wiki sounds like SUCH a good idea, until you’re faced with entering raw HTML into a textarea.
Posted to Twitter at 6:29 p.m.
Zoomii.com - The “Real” Online Bookstore
Whizzy Amazon-browsing UI, for those who like to judge books by their covers.
Holy crap! I’m recognizably findable in this photo: http://rdbgb.us/pMH (If you can’t spot me, here’s the detail: http://rdbgb.us/ETF) Wow!
Posted to Twitter at 4:44 p.m.
Yankee Stadium GigaPan
Me and Joy at Yankee Stadium. This is a screenshot of a zoomed-in portion of THIS photo, which covers the entire stadium.
My current mood is somewhere between mind-blown at the technology and terrified at the possibilities.
We may have sneered at the UI, but Stevens Creek have already made 70% of $143. http://twitpic.com/3gmy
Posted to Twitter at 3:26 p.m.
Super Monkey Ball gets too tough to play on the Bart round about level 7. Or maybe I’m just crap.
Posted to Twitter at 1 p.m.
Eep. Maybe I should stop fannying about with my iPhone, and actually, y’know’, GO TO WORK.
Posted to Twitter at 12:06 p.m.
Giddily installing apps on my iphone. Suspect Apple might be onto a winner here.
Posted to Twitter at 11:22 a.m.
July 9, 2008
War is breaking out on a current.com list about whether HTML server-side or client-side image maps are older-school. For we are geeks.
Posted to Twitter at 4:56 p.m.
July 8, 2008
Airplane finally close to takeoff. Attention coworkers: I will be late tomorrow.
Posted to Twitter at 11:01 p.m.
Starting to suspect—and it’s just a hunch—that my flight, which is yet to start boarding, won’t be departing at the advertised 9:30 time.
Posted to Twitter at 9:29 p.m.
Protocol Buffers: Google’s Data Interchange Format
A smidgen of Google’s secret sauce — a lighter-weight-than-XML data interchange format, with heavily optimized cross-language serialization routines. Just the thing for shuttling and persisting data.
Charlie Brooker: These days, I assume that everything I do is probed and examined by omnipotent corporations
“The way things are going, I half-expect to hear a quiet electric “peep” noise each time I flush the toilet; another bowel movement logged by Bumland Security.”
Playing the “Match the shared iTunes Library to the person with the laptop” open-wifi game.
Posted to Twitter at 8:55 p.m.
The Greatest Bug of All
Or “Why you need to understand operating system fundamentals if you want to ship end-user software”
Flight to SFO delayed. Won’t be getting in until at least 2am. Current mood: Even swearier than before.
Posted to Twitter at 8:03 p.m.
Managed to arrive 24 hours early for my flight. An expensive mistake. Current mood: profanity-laden.
Posted to Twitter at 4:18 p.m.
House: Sold. We: killing time. At: Museum of Science. Flight to SF: Later.
Posted to Twitter at 12:21 p.m.
Enjoying our last 40 minutes of home ownership. It’s someone else’s problem soon!
Posted to Twitter at 10:22 a.m.
July 7, 2008
Movers have been packing and loading for close to five hours. In summary: we have a helluva lot of crap.
Posted to Twitter at 12:54 p.m.
July 6, 2008
Joy leans over to me during the ceremony, and whispers… “I fucking hate the Unity Candle”. Such a romantic.
Posted to Twitter at 4:33 p.m.
Joy’s dressed up to the nines. I’m dressed up to… oooh… at least the five-and-a-halfs.
Posted to Twitter at 3:28 p.m.
Just off the 4-hour bus ride back from New York, the moving truck arrives in 15 hours, so we are, of course… off to a wedding now.
Posted to Twitter at 2:49 p.m.
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