Rational reactions

They looked at me as if I was mad when I told them about my irrational fear of small islands. But I'd already told them to expect something irrational, which surely meant that I was sane enough myself to appreciate the insanity. So why were they looking at me like I was mad? Wasn't that an irrational response? Or was it rational?

Incoming Call

The world faded out: all of the sounds became muted and the lights dimmed slowly. The portal into another world came to life. Just like that, I found myself transported.

the need for fabric

Pip is cool, but it can't cover everything. So I use Fabric in as the master controller. They work well together!

Not so valid.

"28 Errors, 51 warning(s)" for a Microsoft Expression page. Par. And they want you to install Silverlight too.

It's really not that difficult to write valid markup.

Toe tally mull oshed

Toe tally mull oshed is how I feel after the whiskey and the weed, or the whisky and the weed, the text message comes and I lose all sense of reality as I respond. Whiskey - Irish, Whisky = Scottish.

The text scrambler

Fork year mime, I seed! oh boy did it go down a tract! and then i treaded the text scrambler and wasted another set of words. Jumble Jumble Jumble. Fork year mime! What a wonderful transition...

Blog about this!

With a New! "Improved preview" box in Blogger, it was all a bit of a surprise when the sentence came to an end.

The website with amazing ajax that directs you to music sites! What a rush!

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I lost all control of the keyboard. Couldn't remember a thing. The sites that the amazing site sent me to weren't anywhere near as polished. Room for improvement. And Blogger still doesn't look very nice. Where's the funk in the writing window?

The interview

The paranoia crept in and suddenly all of the flaws came to mind. the crash after the rush. easy. calm. the words started to come out as if to try to make sense of what had happened, had it been a trick, or were the flaws not sufficient to stop the overpowering sense of suitability? What had been said?

The control of conversation is an art most worthy of merit. And how to write down all of the points that were missed? How intelligent could a man be?

Boom!

Skype gets destroyed

DJ Subtract

The trick was to become properly underground and choose a name that Google couldn't find.

The chess master and the computer

Weak human + machine + better process was superior to a strong computer alone and, more remarkably, superior to a strong human + machine + inferior process.

They're all protesting, but I figure it's partially justified.

With the iPhone out and the mind absorbed in chess, it's easy to ignore the complaints of the demanding and undeserving...

Bash

When the capacity is over-burdened and the hands sting like sunshine searing at the skin of the Englishman, when the buttons flash you know there's no escape from the need to check the advent calendar and see what's coming up. Bashtastic.

Programming blog

The accessibility issues that must be solved when programming involve dealing with every possible human defect. Programming for the intellectually impaired.

Facebook didn't work with Javascript turned off, but Blogger did. This is the simplest yet greatest app on the web.

rainy day 30

Meeting some guys in an office full of hot girls. What a bizarre way to live a life, talking about jobs, defending personalities. The river looked calm but the air was grey, time moved on and the lift went up.

private mines

Where's the link? Somebody warmed up London so the sweat started flowing. And then came the rain. And then the talks. Darknet.

But a server of your own to dish stuff out instead of things like Blogger? Curious.

The mission begins

Boom! The mission is rolling, my photo's on it and it says it all, and when you get down reading that wall you see words that tell it all, they fall and leave the reader in awe, with the double kiss sign-off you know that I'm standing tall, writing this phrase like there's some sort of beat to it, sitting here typing as dull as the streets unite, I stop, delete, rewrite with might.

The spacebar's gone and it's annoying my mind, the thumb has to find a better place, the right hand can't be used, anymore, so I'm training my left hand to do the typing, but it's clear that I'm a right-handed spacebar pusher, because when I try to use my left thumb to hammer out the keys, it feels really strange... It's totally slowed me down and made me concentrate more on where the keys are on the board. I've used computers for so long that I've learned the keyboard well, but playing left handed is a difficult thing to do when you've been used to your right hand all your life. Nevertheless, my spacebar got wrecked when I took my MacBook Air to be repaired. And that is why I must now learn to use my left hand. It's an unpleasant position for the left hand to be in. The thumb is curled to the left, whereas when using the right thumb, it remains straight.

Difficult descriptions are the order of the mission. Hoods up, marching in, grown man on in the mad gymasium rush. It's gonna be a mad one.

An open box

An open box, colours on the inside of the box? And what else is in the box? I can't see anything else in the box, is it empty or is it full of colours? Are things coming out of the box? How did this box suddenly start creating stuff out of pure possibility? The possibilities are now streaming out of the box and invading the world.

This is the kind of box I like.