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Author: NiteMayr

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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.

The Road is Loooong

The Road is Loooong, originally uploaded by NiteMayr.

with Maaaaneeee a Wiiiindiing tuuurrnnnn….

Oh yeah, travel travel travel.

It’s not that wrong of a trip to my ‘rents. In fact I’ve already developed the mental “shortcuts” that gloss over repeated long drives that make it seem to take “no time at all”. Frequent long-haulers will know all about this, so will heavy drinkers (it’s time travel, right?)

You drive from point a to point b and back again and the aggregate mental stress of the trip is Zero, right? You don’t accrue it in your head, it’s not wasted (because you never actually spent that time, you just found yourself at the end of the trip at your destination, like you were already there).

I live to punctuate with with short bouts of photography and enthusiastic sing-along with my IPOD (through the scar stereo if there is any question in your mind about it).

This particular drive was surprisingly police free, which is a welcome change from the constant police-a-palooza that the trip usually is. I don’t really speed (I maintain a fairly constant pace, but I don’t speed) but I’m always unnerved by the cops either way. I’ve been passed at times when I have been above the limit (on hills and so on, or when the speed has drifted up to 90) and am always perplexed by it. Where are people going that they need to go so fast? They’ll get there in the end. If you are always late, why not leave earlier?

I dunno, I like the long drive in the spring, summer and fall [even winter when the weather is okay] you get to just “be” then you get somewhere with no effort at all. It’s like being rewarded for watching TV or something.

How about you? How do you feel about long drives? How do you pass the time?

Twitter Updates for 2008-04-25

  • Up at 5:11 AM today – Drifted a bit but was mostly awake when the alarm went off at 6:30 – Need a new project #
  • Finally got my "Clean Exif Data" conext menu item to work (did you know you needed quotes around the target?) #
  • I’m so excited, I just finished a series of tests…. maybe leading to a job in the local area? Maybe? Fingers Crossed! #

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So Bad it hurts Kittens

YouTube – where is my mind

where is my mind

This is so bad, I need to share it! This (I imagine) is someone’s idea of cute or clever. It achieves only revulsion and annoyance from me. Not because I feel Ballet is above rock (it’s not) and that the Pixies cannot be used for High Culture (not in the least) it’s just this is so clumsily choreographed. It’s one thing to attempt to make a fusion between Alt Rock and Classical Dance, it’s another thing entirely to have it performed like a middle-school talent show extravaganza (which I admit this could be, but it smacks of “I’m so clever” so I don’ think so).

This is like strapping knives to a pair of kittens and setting them in a box while playing the audio from Thunderdome over it (Two Kitteh Enterz, One Kitteh Leaves), it sounds like a funny concept but really, the kittens will just fall all over themselves and one of them might get hurt.

And who wants to hurt kittens?