Before:
Kevin was born on the mossy hills of Scotland and lived for a while in West Lothian before the mores of pre-Thatcher and REALLY pre-Oasis Great Britain sent his family across the ocean to North America. They moved here and there and Kevin did the same when he was old enough. Now he lives in London with his family and a Dog.
Kevin Wardrop is an amateur writer, amateur photographer and professional pain in the ass. He has worked in the PC support business for most of his adult life and has been accustomed to simply answering technical questions as a matter of fiat, it was his career choice after all. Now he herds cats and puppies for a living as well as babysitting the web enterprises at the heart of western industry.
Excellent, it’s Tuesday. That means I get my House Fix! Apparently they are bringing Bones back too, I’m not the bigget fan of Bones, but that whole eppy about the Bears and Cannibals was great!.
It’s too bad that House is on Fox, more money for Murdoch, but i guess Fox is the only network besides USA that would have had it.
What’s your cell phone’s ringtone? What made you pick it?
Right now it is a generic “real” ring, but I tend to use custom ring tones that I make on my PC.
For my Family I use “The Welly Boot Song – Billy Connolly”
For Friends I use “Alive and Amplified”
For work I use an old-style Phone ringer
I like to know who is calling before I pick up, as I use my cell for work and personal use.
My wife and I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in what seems like ages, but it lets her see a great number of movies!
Last night, for example I fell asleep while we were watching Final Destination 3 (which should be subtitled, “this time we gross you the hell out”) she went on to watch a couple more movies (possibly District 13, I don’t know when I woke up again at 2 AM she was wathcing VH1)
She has been getting up in the night and doing aerobics and weights, I can’t say I disapprove as she would be up anyway, and she really wants to get into shape.
I’m going to remind myself of a funny story from work today, by making the cryptic reference to Dilbert and finger flicking being as productive as anything else at some points.
It was a busy day today (fun new Vox goodness notwithstanding)
With big goings on at work and groceries (with the fun that goes hand in hand there) it was a reasonably busy day.
Got to sit down and pore over a 120 meg packet capture, it’s not the biggest I’ve had to run through (3 Gigs) but the info I was looking for was right at the end and I learned a new filtering technique for plain text protocols [contains TEXT] after that it was easier to find what I was looking for (thank goodness)
I must have driven my co-worker insane with so many calls (after hours no less) giving him feedback on what I found.
To top it all off, it was PAYDAY!!!! Another chunk of time comes up where I can try and not spend money. Which I am terrible at doing.
What was the worst advice you ever received? Did you follow it?
Always think of your old friends before your new friends.
I had just spent a long evening with a new fiend, who admitted to cheating on her Boyfriend with a friend of mine and her Cousin. I stupidly thought I’d be doing her Boyfriend (an older friend of mine) a favour by telling him, instead I dropped the final nail in the coffin of an already dead relationship and ruined forever many other friendships with people who thought I couldn’t be trusted.
Damn.
Argh, I read.
Now, this is no real revelation for you, this is a textual media after all, reading is fundamental here. What I mean is I don’t read enough, not even close. I always have a book or two on the go and can claim that I can read 3-4 novels in a week (on top of way too many comics) but I’ve gone so long without a non-fiction book that I might actually scream.
I’m looking forward to reading “What would a Patriot Do?” and “Imaginary Weapons” but they always seem to be in the future. When I’m reading, I’m probably not writing, which confounds me further as I would like to finish my current work and go on. It is an embarrassment of choice I tell you.
Add to all of this the fact that I’m back on WoW (for my wife) and I have no time any more (or it seems like it) I wonder if I could convince myself to read in bed again? I used to all the time.
For some reason, the only time people call me at home [from work] is when I’m sick. If I’m just home (vacation, before or after work) no calls. People don’t even call when I’m just away from my desk for some reason. Get me at home resting off a cold or something and BRRRINNNGGGGG, the cell phone sputters to life.
Today it was calls and a big issue (an important domain name expired) I worked with the guys at work and we worked up a couple of workarounds. Here’s hoping the workaround is enough to keep the dogs of war at bay as this issue will affect literally hundreds thousands of customers, possibly millions. Fingers Crossed, eh?
It has been a few months since I actually played WoW for any length of time and longer than that since I really cared. After spending nearly $400 USD on the game nitegirl and I have finally quit. If they come out with more levels and content (major content) we’ll probably go back, but for now, we are finished with WoW.
He Held Their Lives in His Tiny Hands – Los Angeles Times
BATON ROUGE, La. In the chaos that was Causeway Boulevard, this group of refugees stood out: a 6-year-old boy walking down the road, holding a 5-month-old, surrounded by five toddlers who followed him around as if he were their leader.They were holding hands. Three of the children were about 2 years old, and one was wearing only diapers. A 3-year-old girl, who wore colorful barrettes on the ends of her braids, had her 14-month-old brother in tow. The 6-year-old spoke for all of them, and he told rescuers his name was Deamonte Love.
One Side Can be Wrong
Published by NiteMayr on September 6, 2005Guardian Unlimited | Life | One side can be wrong
“When two opposite points of view are expressed with equal intensity, the truth does not necessarily lie exactly half way between. It is possible for one side simply to be wrong.”