Thursday, July 31, 2003
All charges against John Leslie dropped
Via the BBC. Will this change the way the media in this country are allowed to act? Will the law be changed to allow anonymity for those accused of rape? Will this stop non-entities like Matthew Wright trying to attract publicity to their low rating shows by "accidentally" revealing Leslie's name on air?
*Sigh* Nothing will change. But I hope Leslie sues the bastards for every penny they've got.
Posted by Daisy on Thursday, July 31, 2003 |
Trailer Trash Family back again!Or is it just for one post? I'm keeping fingers, toes and all dangly bits crossed that we'll see more.
In a (rare) burst of pedantry I'll say to Bertha Mae that "It's a sad, sad day fer folks in the good ol' U.S. of A." does Mr Hope a disservice - he will be missed around the world. And let's not forget that he was born in Greenwich*, England (*pronounced "Grennich").
Talking of "Americans" who weren't actually born in the US, John Mahoney who plays Frasier's*** father Martin Crane was also born in England (Manchester). And Will & Grace's Eric McCormack is Canadian**.
Can you think of any others?
** I settled down the other night to watch his appearance on V Graham Norton only to find that A Certain Person had taped a bloody fishing programme over it. Bah humbug.
***And while we're talking about Frasier, is it my imagination or did Frasier say at one stage (while he was still sitting on a stool in Cheers) that his father was a successful lawyer?
Anyway, back to work...
Posted by Daisy on Thursday, July 31, 2003 |
Wednesday, July 30, 2003
Quick linksTwo very striking layouts at GotFoo and Richard D Bartlett (who seems to be shutting up shop. Shame.)
A sad reflection from Michael at The Lingering Lemon of Death (via Carol at Odds & Ends).
Fancy a spot of headspinning? Go here, thanks to Robyn.
Or maybe some (quite justified) Belgium bashing (via au currant who in turn came via Gert who writes an excellent piece on exposure).
And finally, some music to avoid prostate cancer by.
Which leads me neatly into the latest joke to hit the inbox.
Good night and sweet dreams.
Evan Williams (Blogger god) has a great reply to some of the "google is screwing up results with blog listings" debate with Deconstructing Matt's Google blog spam example.
Bloogle Google searches
BTW, with a name like that do you think he has Welsh parentage?
Ding!How do you store your sheets and pillowcases? In the airing cupboard? Me too. And do you have "sets", I mean pillowcases that match particular quilt covers? Even worse, do you have sets in more than one size? Our bed is king size, there are double sheets for the sofa bed and singles for the guest bed. That's a lot of cotton sitting in piles in a hot airing cupboard. And how many times do you have to sort through said piles to find a matching set? You too? Well listen up, I've had inspiration.
I just emptied the cupboard and spent an hour putting them back in - but in sets. Yep, a single white bottom sheet with a single white top sheet and two plain white pillowcases, along with a pretty blue quilt cover embroidered with daisies. I even tucked everything into the folds of the quilt cover so that I can just reach in and pull them out in one go. If I was really dedicated I could buy a few metres of ribbon and loosely tie them up, like parcels. But no, I didn't label them.
Heh, I could give Martha Stewart a run for her money today!
Tuesday, July 29, 2003
Afternoon teaInstead of a cuppa, here's a great limerick from Graham Lester.
There's an interesting article on Paul Auster via Alaina and for Madeleine there's the Julie/Julia Project (don't read this if you haven't had lunch yet, it will make you very hungry).
If I can find a way to disable the clock mouse trail thingy I'll be going back for more of in the aquarium. "When is a smoothie not a smoothie? When it's a lumpie." Heh. Great blog and lovely artwork.
WowGo take a look at samorost. (Via out of character and styrofoam kitty.)
By jove, he's done it!Once again the blogging community does what it does best.
Here's what the problem was. I used to put the comment script in each post rather than have it as part of the template. Which has worked fine for months. But Pyra/Google changed things over the weekend which made that not work any more. This was complicated by the fact that there were also problems over at enetation (who were VERY helpful).
Following DVD's wonderful instructions overnight, I've added the enetation script to the template and now y'all can comment again.
So I've gone from this
*Sigh*. One big happy teddy.
DVD - I owe you big time!
One more little test...
Message for bignjuicyI've just reported the problem to Blogger, as soon as I get a response I'll post the information here in case it's of any use to you.
As for dvd. What can I say?
Missing the comments? Mail me!
Monday, July 28, 2003
How about a bit of motivation?
Are the A Team out there?John over at the enetation forum tells us that we need to fix summat in Blogger but I don't know what to do *blows nose* and *wailing* I hate it when comments are broken 'cos *sniff* it's the only thing that keeps me going and *another hankie* the poor dogs are started to look really worried 'cos my face is getting all red and puffy *sob* 'cos I don't know whaaaaaaaaaat to doooooooo.
Updated to say: I'm even more of a plonker that I thought... you can't leave a comment telling me um, how to fix my comments so *sigh* you could email me? She says, hopefully...?
From the inbox
Sunday, July 27, 2003
Another quickie... to note that Karan over at flummel hasn't been able to update for a few days (hosting problems) but will be back soon. In the meantime you could go and enjoy her TypePad beta blog.
She also put me on to a good explanation of RSS which I've been ignoring until now because to be honest I thought RSS (and trackback) was "something for the big boys" but I'm starting to understand that it's useful for the pond life too...
And now back to work.
Posted by Daisy on Sunday, July 27, 2003 |
Quick linksWhile stalking the enetation forum for news of the database transfer (and when comments will be fixed), I came across big n juicy (must go back and read more) and from there graham lester's limerick a day. Enjoy.
Posted by Daisy on Sunday, July 27, 2003 |
Saturday, July 26, 2003
Wireless newsIf you have some time this weekend, go listen to Friday's Afternoon play, "Something You Should Know" by Trevor Lock and Sem Devillart.
"Max would rather hide from the real world than live in it. Then he has a close encounter with a flying pig."
Lasts around 45 minutes. Very entertaining.
Afraid comments are down this weekend but if you do listen and enjoy, come back and tell us!
Posted by Daisy on Saturday, July 26, 2003 |
Friday, July 25, 2003
AchooI haven't stopped sneezing for the past hour, my bones are aching, even my fingernails hurt, so a few quick links and then off to bed.
First up is toasty critter heads and then I wonder if this is taking proofreading a little too far?
Then there are some pictures of the part of Wales I grew up in - Ystradfellte and Pen-y-fan, Corn Ddu & Cribyn.
I've been looking for some online language learning sites for my father and came across Unforgettable Languages - "the simple Linkword© learning method developed by Dr. Michael Gruneberg to lock words into your memory in a matter of seconds".
Why does he suddenly want to learn Portuguese? A family has just moved into the house next door and although the husband speaks perfect English (he has lived in Wales for about four years), his wife and two children don't yet speak any English. He's been struggling with a Teach Yourself Portuguese book from the library but they don't have any tapes there so I'm looking for a site that also has audio.
That's it, I'm done. Bed. Boa noite
Blogging communityHuge thanks to Karan for tipping me off that the dotted boxes I use for quoted text are overlaying the right hand column.
Not only that, she explained in detail why it was happening and how I could fix it. *Big Smile*. So I've changed the width from 400px to 250px, could y'all let me know if anything's amiss? Should I go down a little more even, to 200px?
And while we're on the subject of referrals...I'm going to make a couple of you (no names, no pack drill) green with envy when I reveal how many searches involving the delectable Fiona Bruce end up here...
There's Fiona Bruce smoking and Fiona Bruce fan site and even Fiona Bruce legs for starters. I'll skip lightly over the more sordid episodes 'cos you're a nice innocent bunch of folks and I'd hate to show you a side of the internet you're unaware of... ;-))
Heh, I must admit I'd miss the googling
By way of google referralsI've been chuckling over this A-Z of Belgium by a professor in Surrey who seems like a Jolly Nice Chap. A few snippets:
As for the google search, I'd say try Mairks (where "air" is pronounced like um, "air" in English and the "r" should be rolled a bit).
Thursday, July 24, 2003
AddictiveIn case you haven't visited headCleaner() (you should), go have a listen here.
He writes: You'll need sound for this. Click on each horse in turn and then experiment. Strangely serene.
Posted by Daisy on Thursday, July 24, 2003 |
Timely advice for us wimmin folk
Having lost my way a little there I'm now back on track after reading the wonderful advice contained in the "Good Wife's Guide" via Lorraine.
Posted by Daisy on Thursday, July 24, 2003 |
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
Compare and contrastGuilty of killing three people by drink driving. Sentenced to four-and-a-half years in prison.
Guilty of three counts of distributing a computer virus. Sentenced to two years in prison.
Dogs in carsThere's a terribly sad story on the Amarillo Global News site (via Dog News).
Years ago a colleague of M's was on the beat (on patrol) somewhere in Notting Hill (London) when she spotted a dog panting heavily and obviously distressed in a locked car on hot day. After a quick check to locate the owner she used her truncheon to break the window and release the dog. Who panicked and ran straight out into the road to be killed instantly by a passing car.
No mechanical or computerised system is failsafe. Just don't leave dogs in cars.
Eeh, booksA blog all about e-books points us to a parody from Planet PDF of Jakob Nielsen's diatribe "PDF: Unfit for Human Consumption". There was also a short discussion about this article at Electric Venom.
I create and edit Acrobat PDFs daily, in a number of languages. Despite its flaws (and oh there are many), a well produced PDF can be opened on any machine under any operating system in any part of the world and the reader will see exactly the same page. As a html/css newbie I'm not at all qualified to comment but I've read enough to know that getting html and css to work the same on all browers is a problem, never mind the OS and language issues.
Or am I wrong?
Feeling fruity?Go read The Manly Smell of a Pipe and see what this is all about... heh.
Tuesday, July 22, 2003
Quote of the day"No sense being pessimistic. It wouldn't work anyway."
And a warning to bloggers everywhere from John Robb. Via Scoble.
Posted by Daisy on Tuesday, July 22, 2003 |
Eh?Since when has Amazon been peddling porn? I just did a quick search for digital radios on Amazon and kept getting "recommendations" for stuff like this and this. I don't mind, just a bit surprised.
Posted by Daisy on Tuesday, July 22, 2003 |
Monday, July 21, 2003
Design competitionBen Hammersley is looking for a redesign, winning entry wins an iPod.
New frocksThank you all for the compliments on the new look - as promised, here's the how, where and when.
I've been wanting a 3 column layout for a while but had been put off a little by reading of the difficulties in getting them to work properly on all browsers. Then using the 3 column look on my TypePad beta blog made me take the plunge.
But I wasn't quite ready to tackle it myself. So on Saturday evening I googled for ideas and came across blogstyles. For $18 you can buy a css stylesheet (for Blogger or MT). And of course the "learn by doing" theory held true, I learned more on Saturday night (through to Sunday morning...) than from hours of sitting reading chunky reference books. I also got to appreciate the wonders of blogrolling. I wanted to split that looooong blogroll into more manageable chunks. After only two "cut and pastes" I discovered that Blogrolling makes it really easy by allowing you to "move" urls from one list to another. Heh.
I'm going to change the pink at some stage and maybe get a nice logo across the top (probably inspired again by mandarin's wonderful gallery)
My brother (just starting up his own blog) prefers the old colour scheme. Must admit I miss that lime green a little too, but I'm so happy to have 3 columns, the colouring in can wait a little while.
And so back to business. More luvverly links laying in wait for you this lunchtime.
GeniusGraeme has found this.
Personally I prefer this one. Well a girl can dream, eh?
Sunday, July 20, 2003
I'm movingWho could resist a house in a town called Soddy Daisy, close by Chattanooga...
It's amazing what checking site referrals will throw up occasionally...
Warning: rant aheadRe: those money-grabbing b***** at Sky. Deep breath.
We pay nearly £40 each month for Sky tv. Mostly because much of the rugby is exclusive to Sky Sports (and you have to have the most expensive, all bells & whistles package to include the sports channels which show the rugby).
So last night we decided to watch a box office movie (Men in Black II). The telephone cable on our Sky digibox is broken, has been for months, but we don't use the interactive facilities so frankly why bother paying £70+ to get it fixed? On the rare occasions we want to watch a movie we ring up the Sky operators, tell them the channel and the start time and they do the rest.
Until last night. Apparently from now on we will be charged a £1 "booking fee" on top of the £3.50 to watch the film. Yeah right. Kiss my butt. Bye bye Sky movies. Since 90% of what comes out of Hollywood these days is crapola, I think we can hop in the car and go rent the remaining 10% from Blockbuster. Thank you very much.
Task for tonight: find the lowest priced Sky package that includes international rugby matches and switch.
Tip of the dayWhen the weather is really hot and the dogs are lying in a heap on the floor too tired and sleepy to do anything... give 'em an icecube! We now have two energetic hairy monsters on our hands (and very wet floors)...
Bless me father for I have sinnedAt my age it takes a lot to shock. The Bush election; Gulf War II; the British tabloid press acting as judge, jury and executioner - nothing surprises me much these days.
Until I read this from inappropriate response highlighting a comment posted here.
Via Dean Esmay.
Wireless newsThere is a veritable cornucopia of delectable delights over on BBC Radio 4 today. For example:
11:15 Desert Island Discs with crime writer P D James
13:30 Sunday Best: Accepting Jack
Three families describe coming to terms with the birth of a child with a severe learning disability.
14:45 Forgotten Female Fossilists
In the mid nineteenth century Anna Thynne's collection of madrepore coral fossils led her to study living madrepores. But first she had to solve the problem of how to keep them alive far from the sea. Her solution led to the invention of the marine aquarium.
And then of course there's The Archers at 19:15 when Clarrie gets to hear the gossip about Adam...
Don't forget that you can listen to Radio 4 over the internet...
GooglingShould you wish to Google™ for gladrags magazine nude (and why not?) you'll find two of your favourite bloggers listed.
Eeh, that's made my day!
Friday, July 18, 2003
Practical jokes that have succeededWell almost.
My better half is a fisherman. Mad keen fisherman. And very good at it too. So off we went to Bredwardine for a long weekend's fishing. In February. Well he was fishing, I was lounging on the river bank
So we set of for the second day of fishing. Around mid morning I wandered off downstream to look for a suitable point at which to "catch" my fish. The plan was to wade into the water a little and produce this fish as if I'd caught it with my bare hands. Yes I know it sounds stupid now but at the time, etc.
What I hadn't reckoned on was that the banks of this stretch of the river were a good 3 metres high and there was no way on God's earth I would be able to get down to the river itself without risk of serious injury to body or clothing. Especially with a 10 inch plastic fish wedged in the waistband of my jeans. Hmm. So I wandered back, made another cup of tea and plotted.
"Could I have a go?" I said innocently? M was delighted. "Of course you can. Hang on a minute, I'll just set it up for you." So he put a few *shudder* maggots on a hook, did whatever you have to do to get the rod and centrepin reel ready and off I went. Well I sat down actually. You do a lot of that in fishing. The plastic fish was now starting to cause serious pain and discomfort. A distraction was needed. Tissues! I needed tissues and there were some in the car. So M set off to the car to get some tissues and I set about partially undressing to get the (by now) bloody uncomfortable fish from my nether regions. Except I didn't get that far. The reel started screaming. M came running back. "You've hooked a fish!" he said. I don't know which of us were the more shocked. So I listened to his instructions, let the fish take some line, reeled it back in a little, let it go a little (there's a lot of that in fishing) until finally M thought the fish was ready to be landed. Judging by how much that blighter pulled the line I was sure I had a 30lb monster on the end of the line so it was with some disgust that I inspected the 2lb 8oz barbel in the landing net. Still, a fish is a fish is a fish, eh?
And then I doubled over in agony. All that activity had shifted the fish further down my trousers and the tail was now actually cutting into my skin. So I undid my jeans and pulled it out. M's face was a picture. "What the ...?" So I explained. I don't know who started laughing first but it was one of those memorable times when you laugh and laugh until the tears are rolling down your face - you manage to control yourself and then catch the other person's eye and start all over again. A couple came by, walking their dog on the other side of the river, they called out to ask if we were okay. But we couldn't stop laughing long enough to reply. Apparently reassured they went on their way, shaking their heads in bewilderment.
So okay, the joke failed. But it's a lovely memory.
Practical jokes that have gone wrongMany years ago my brother and his wife were living away from home for the first time, he was managing a small store, not earning a large salary and money was tight - especially when the first baby came along. The family rallied round with gifts and money, etc. but still. They were saving up to buy Bailey's first pushchair but the bills were eating up all but a tiny portion of their income and progress was slow.
So I took it into my head one day to "donate anonymously". Knowing that my sister-in-law used to enter competitions on a regular basis, I typed up an official looking letter with the logo (photocopied from an advert in a magazine) of a well known chain store selling baby clothes and paraphernalia (and pushchairs) congratulating them on winning £50 worth of vouchers for this store. Even though it was in black and white I thought it looked pretty damn good. Hah!
I don't know who got suspicious first but someone did and my father rang the head office and queried the letter. They were mystified. "I'm sorry Mr --, we don't have any current promotions of that nature in store".
So I had to confess. Sigh. Moral of the tale?
Of course now that we have colour printers and the ability to manipulate just about anything on the computer it would all be so much easier. Something to keep in mind for the great nieces and nephews...
First there was Jaws...Now there's something even more terrifying at the beach...
Thanks to Margi Lowry for the link, who in turn came via Venomous Kate.
Voices in my headBloody hell, thanks to Gert I've been singing "I am sixteen, going on seventeen" all afternoon. In my head. Not out loud. Even I have limits. Even Come on Eileen won't dislodge it.
So any suggestions for a more street credworthy alternative?
And by the by, has anyone tried one of these?
A lightbulb moment...I wa just pootling round dvd's archives (as you do when it's Friday afternoon and you realise that you have at least 12 hours of work to fit in by the end of the day...) and found a review of the 1 Love (War Child) cd. And a link to the lyrics of Come on Eileen:
Go on, sing those words. Surprising eh? And that page doesn't contain just the lyrics, many of the individual words are linked to other lyrics using the same words. Pretty cool, eh? I'm so glad that Caltech students have so much spare time on their hands. And I'm not being sarcastic.
See, that's what the internet is for!
Wet hairy thoughtsA post by pixeldiva:
reminded me of a conversation many years ago when I clumsily tried to explain to a group of English friends that my hair was much nicer when I washed it at my parents' home (in Wales). The water feels "wetter" (cue much hilarity), it absorbs into your skin and hair in a way that English hard water never does. In a very hard water area the water can almost bounce off your skin.
I'd never heard of limescale until I moved to England. I couldn't believe my eyes when I opened a kettle for the first time. 'Course now I know all about lovely water filters so it's rarely an issue.
So now it's official. And I still love washing my hair in Wales.
List of people you wish had a blog, part 1This one doesn't really count because it was last updated in 1999 but it's my contribution to the new "It's Friday and time for a smile" theme...
Tired of annoying pop-up ads?Click here.
Sorry. Blame them.
Wednesday, July 16, 2003
Talking about recipes...This has to be one of the most strange but curiously appealing recipes I've seen in a while.
We're going shopping tonight, will let you know if I succumb to temptation.
New blogger: Madeleine's Kitchen ChallengeI missed all but the last five minutes of the interview but here's Madeleine's Kitchen Challenge.
I think the programme will be available on BBC radio's wonderful "listen again" system in a while but the presenter promised "lots more on blogging in the future". Will keep you posted.
Radio 5 NOW!They're talking about blogging.
Out of the mouths of babesWhat the American Flag Stands For
Do go and read it. Many thanks to Faustus MD for the link.
Tuesday, July 15, 2003
For QuickosWith grovelling apologies to Sheldon Harnick (lyrics) and Jerry Bock (music).
Posted by Daisy on Tuesday, July 15, 2003 |
Monday, July 14, 2003
An ode to Quickos(To the tune of Grandad) (with apologies to all non UK visitors and anyone under the age of 40)...
Posted by Daisy on Monday, July 14, 2003 |
Blogging goes mainstream!Tonight's Mastermind (BBC TV) included a question in the general knowledge section something along the lines of
I came into the room as the "passes" were being read out at the end of the round, at which point the contestant admitted he'd never heard of blogs.
While walking the dogs we discussed what topics we would pick if we ever went on Mastermind. For me - the life and works of Pieter de Hooch. For M it would have to be the Zulu wars. This does not mean that I know much about de Hooch, just that if I had to spend months studying something in order to try and answer 15 tough questions, I would rather it be something interesting. One contestant tonight chose the BBC Blackadder comedy as his specialist subject...
So if you were a contestant on Mastermind what would you choose as your specialist subject?
Posted by Daisy on Monday, July 14, 2003 |
Saturday, July 12, 2003
FroggitThanks to Graeme for linking to the wonderful world of kawauso.
But my heart still belongs to Quickos...
UPDATE: Le p'tit Quickos has his own site!
Posted by Daisy on Saturday, July 12, 2003 |
Friday, July 11, 2003
Thoughts for the weekend, part 2The internet is shit. Discuss.
Thanks to Peter at tabula pc for the link.
Thought for the weekend, part 1Ed writes:
Not only has it got me wondering how I've changed since I was 16 (I can just about remember that far back), it's also got me thinking about how few people I know now that I knew at 16. I've lost touch with school friends, other than a 5 minute chat outside mass on visits home to my parents.
So that just leaves my brothers. Superficially they have indeed changed. The youngest brother has gone from class clown (scraping through school with a single CSE) to university lecturer, studying for a Phd. The eldest has survived nearly a quarter of a century in the same factory but at 42 is now stuyding hard to pass exams and switch careers to computer technician.
But their essence remains the same, I think. They're both good men with kind hearts. The 10 year old boy who stood up to the bullies to protect a friend has turned into the man who would stand up to college administrators to protect a student. The 10 year old who was bullied for being "different" (disabled) has matured into a man who deals with life in a way I know many of us are not capable of doing.
I'm a little self-conscious about posting this. Where are the gags? Where's the cute picture? Maybe I want to start living up to Eddie's sweet compliment, "the thinker's linker". *Sniff.*
Panic ye not, normal service will be resumed as soon as I've checked my inbox.
From the inbox
Toppest of Top SecretDon't even think about looking here...
Car washMy vote for best description of a car wash goes to Rachael Herron.
Here's a snippet:
Go read the full post here.
Thursday, July 10, 2003
From the inbox
Another great ideaMorgaine points us to the 5 line self portrait site. There are already some submissions. Shall we all do a self portrait and submit them? We know that (Wo)Manly is will do a good one...
Then there's Fritz Switzer's Blinkx. You'll need to download Adobe's SVG reader (there's a link on the site). Putting download time aside, I can't see this becoming a regular means of blog posting but maybe for the occasional entry?
And another link from Scoble: Loren's incremental blogger. Makes me smile each time I visit.
And if anyone's wondering... why I'm still up and blogging at 1 in the morning, you try getting to sleep with a pair of bloody foxes screaming in the fields out back...
More From the Albany Herald.
child abuse imaginative naming
Let's hope they all stay in Albany. Maybe the bullying will be less if half the class has "unusual" names...
Baby namingSomeone has been trawling "naming questions and suggestions posted on several different baby naming bulletin boards going back as far as early 2001". And added some caustic comments. Very funny. Until you get to the bomb the Welsh bit. Nah, it's still funny.
*lowers voice* I have friends and relatives with the following names back home: Aelwen, Arwen, Bethan, Cerian, Mair, Meinwen, Rhiannon, Sian, Sionned, Tegan, Tegwyn and Wynne. Thank goodness they don't get out much and have never bumped into any mad American designers.
Then again, anyone who makes wonderful handbags like this can't be all bad...
Wednesday, July 09, 2003
Design questionHave TV graphic designers been reading too many blogs lately or have the button style logos always been around and I didn't notice them? What am I on about? I watched Design Rules the other evening and was surprised to see the programme logo:
Then there was a trailer for something called Fear Factor:
Is it maybe a cunning plot to get tv programmes mentioned on blogs because the buttons are so easy to make?
Any graphic designers out there?
Choo ChooMore wonderful pictures from sensitive light today.
Sexing it upJust when is this going to be made into a film starring Hollywood's finest?
Full story by Kieren McCarthy at the Guardian.
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
And from our financial correspondent...
Posted by Daisy on Tuesday, July 08, 2003 |
From the inbox
Posted by Daisy on Tuesday, July 08, 2003 |
Monday, July 07, 2003
1. Theme tune to Robinson Crusoe
2. Theme tune to Doctor Who ('cos it meant the Daleks was a-coming...!)
3. Stop by Sam Brown (that was a bit later but it always reminds me of best friend Nina who is now far away in Dubai and therefore not close enough to hug)
Many thanks to hydragenic for making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up again...
Posted by Daisy on Monday, July 07, 2003 |
Ever had one of those days?
But this stick figure art makes me smile. (Click on "life as stick" - www.lifeasastick.com seems to be down for the moment...)
Posted by Daisy on Monday, July 07, 2003 |
Sunday, July 06, 2003
File under "airborne bacon"
Full story from the BBC.
Dog blogHoly macaroni, more dogs to drool over. Chris Pirillo (isn't he a famous blogger?) has a new dog blog. Pictures like this and these two cuties.
Hey Karan, I think they need a picture of Riso!
Thanks to Dog News for the link.
Next time you have a hangover...Not mentioning *cough* any names... you might like to go visit a gentle, serene little place for relief.
Via Nathan. Again.
A new meme (UPDATED)
You can find it here and the blogger behind it is bingtek.
I think it will take some time to get going but I think you guys could make some great contributions.
SpotlightI've just stumbled across out of character via blogwise.
Here's a snippet:
This one's just gonna get better and better.
An aside: I was going to email Eddie about this one because I think she'll really enjoy it but then noticed that she's blogrolling creepy lesbo who is blogrolled at Eddie's. Small world, eh?
And nowThe bloody sun has come out so I can no longer use the excuse "it's too dark to iron"...
A bientôt mes petits.
Not the radio editAdrian has a great idea going on - "Alternative edits of Electric 6's song Gay Bar that never made to the radio". Enjoy.
GhostzillaOn Friday I mentioned Ghostzilla and Graeme has already has tried it out:
Here's a screenshot to whet your appetite further, but do go read Graeme's review.
Saturday, July 05, 2003
What I should be doing...Fixing the fact that opening the comments box opens 2 windows (thanks to dvd and graeme for the tip-off).
But what I'll actually be doing is RLS™ (Real Life Stuff) like walking the mutts, food shopping, ironing, cleaning, blah dee blah. Heh, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
But I might sneak in a few minutes to read and laugh at Cerys Matthews quotes found by the aforementioned dvd.
If only that girl had a blog...
Posted by Daisy on Saturday, July 05, 2003 |
Friday, July 04, 2003
The Daisy DemocracyA recent poll resulted in a narrow win for the "open new windows for links" vote. But there were two other interesting suggestions:
I haven't yet learned number 1, so with the help of a Google™ search and particularly DPE's weblog, you now have the option to choose. *Sighs in contentment*.
Oh and you can also vote for your favourite beer at DPE's weblog
(Stem is vote; Kijk is view the results).
Any advice?Kirsi is looking for affordable hosting to switch to MT.
* The ability to run custom CGI scripts
* Perl, version 5.004_04 or greater
Support for the DB_File Perl module *OR* MySQL & the DBD::mysql module
I guess a European host would be better because of the time difference for support but I think cost is the biggest factor.
- What were your favorite childhood stories?
Anne of Green Gables series (many times)
Everything written by Enid Blyton
Louisa May Alcott (started with Little Women and read the whole series many times)
The Railway Children
and hundreds more. I was never seen without a book.
- What books from your childhood do you like to share with your step-grandchildren?
All of them. I wish we lived closer to them. One of my best childhood memories is of my father reading A Christmas Carol to us. He would start in early December and finish on Christmas Eve. I'd love to do that for the granddaughters.
- Have you re-read any of those childhood stories and been surprised by anything?
How much I still love them. And how unembarrassed I am to read them in public.
- How old were you when you first learned to read?
Very young. Certainly before I went to primary school. And writing. I think my parents had a few "discussions" with my first teacher about reading and writing methods.
- Do you remember the first 'grown-up' book you read? How old were you?
Facts of Life by Richard Gordon. Can't remember details but we found it in my parents' bedroom one day. I think it was about a doctor having an affair. Lots of saucy content to guarantee many giggles and tittilation in your average 11/10/8 year old.
This one's for Manly"Ghostzilla browser for Windows shields you from the looks of people around you, when they try to see if you are surfing the Web."
Thanks again to Dave Barry.
At lastNow this is a sweet little game for girlies.
Thanks to Dave Barry.
The Power of FiveAnd finally (and about bloody time too) are Manly's questions:
- If you were only allowed to read one of the blogs on your blogroll, which would it be.
I'd negotiate (I'm good at that) and work out a deal that allowed me to read one an hour. And since my blogrollees are
(a) spread across the world and
(b) a mixture of humour and links and good writing
I'd be one happy teddy 24 hours a day.
- If you found out you were going to die in an hour, what would you do with your final 60 minutes?
Is it just me who's going to die or the whole world? The whole world? OK, then I'd ring father, mother, brothers, nieces & nephew, best friend 1, best fried 2, best friend 3. Tell them all I love them and I'll see them in the next life. If there is one. Then settle down with M and the dogs, say a prayer, make a confession and wait. All of this would be done while chainsmoking and drinking gallons of tea, obviously.
- Tell us your favourite joke (from memory - no internet/email browsing allowed!)
This is the question that has been delaying things. I cannot remember a joke. If my life depended on it. The last joke I knew and could retell without notes and/or prompting is:
Q. How do you know when a Belgian has been on the computer?
A. There's Tipp-Ex™ all over the screen.
You can see how long it is since I knew a joke. But hey, "a linker not a thinker", c'est moi.
- If you could change your partner to look like somebody else, without anybody ever knowing any different, would you do it and who would you choose?
I wouldn't change him.
But if forced at gunpoint I guess I'd choose George Clooney. Not just eye candy, that man. "The thinking woman's crumpet"
- If you had to assume someone else's life completely, who would it be?
Then I suppose it would have to be George's Vietnamese pot-bellied pig. And what an improvement that would be.
Not just for Brits I think...The BBC Radio 4 website has a wonderful facility to listen again to programmes broadcast on Radio 4.
Thursday night's In conversation with was with Michael Parkinson, a hugely popular talk show host. (He also has a radio show each Sunday morning.)
Listen out for the Zanzibar/2 inches story. Classic.
Surprising site of the dayYou all know the actor Jeff Bridges (Starman, The Big Lebowski, The Fisher King, K-PAX, etc.)?
Well here's his new home page.
Which reminds me, it's time I watched Arlington Road again. Excellent film.
Wednesday, July 02, 2003
Ooh, there's posh™Troubled Diva has moved to his very own .com. And set himself the following challenge:
Hope it doesn't last long. I love the adverbially-laden writing. And anyway, no-one is actually going to sit down and do a wordcount for each entry. Are they?
Break open the bubblycall centre confidential now has comments. I'm still chuckling over the dry clean only label...
Tuesday, July 01, 2003
SpotlightI'm so glad to have rediscovered sensitive light today. It's a masterclass in stunning photography.
The galleries start here. My favourites are in bluebells and falconry. But go look. And enjoy!
From the inbox
Things that go bump in the nightThe recent hot weather and discussion of holiday plans (or absence of) has reminded me of a wonderful holiday we had many years ago in St Martin L'Ars, a small village near Poitiers.
(Note to self: email the webmaster of that site with a glowing review of the bar tabac).
One hot July about nine years ago, we suddenly decided to throw some things in the car and go on holiday. Bought a copy of Loot and within an hour had rented a 16th century coaching inn for 2 weeks. We got a last minute ferry booking and left home about 14 hours after the decision had been made. Oh for those mad impulsive days...
We arrived at the gîte in the early evening. It was beautiful. Three foot wide stone walls and tiled floors throughout the downstairs meant that it was like living in a fridge. Perfect. We unloaded the car and started taking suitcases upstairs. The first floor could sleep eight but we took the smallest bedroom, very simply furnished with just an old oak wardrobe, a bed, a crucifix and acres of wooden floor. Then I went to find the bathroom.
The hairs on the back of my neck were twitching before I even opened the door. It was a huge, dark room. Although it was still sunny outside, the window was covered with ivy so there was very little natural light. All you could see was a huge expanse of dark wooden flooring. To the right, tucked into a corner stood a free-standing roll top tub, a toilet and bidet to its side. At the far end of the room, barely discernible in the poor light, was a door. A heavy wooden door, set in the wall, about half a metre from the floor. And it was locked. Not that I knew it was locked at this stage. I was practically passing out with fear. I don't know what had happened in this room but every part of my conscious mind was telling me to leg it and get the hell out of there. So I did. And rather shamefacedly told M that I was too scared to go to the bathroom. Bless him, he came and inspected the room, reassuring me that there was nothing to be afraid of. And he did try and explain away the door but nothing he said could shake the fear. The whole of the two weeks he sat beside me on a chair while I bathed or just outside while I used the toilet.
The owner of the house had an arrangement with a lady who lived around the corner. She would give the house keys to visitors, clean up when they'd gone and so on. When I asked her about the bathroom she went very quiet. After a few minutes she said it was best not to ask any questions. Maybe it was coincidence that her hand reached up and held the gold crucifix around her neck. So to this day I don't know the history of that house and probably never will. It didn't spoil the holiday because the hot weather had us out at the lake at dawn and falling into bed exhausted each night. But I still wonder.
There's another tale from that house about burning holes in pine tables, bricolage and Stella Artois but that will have to wait for another day.
Mission accomplished (almost)Graeme wonders whether PawSense would be suitable for dogs. Ahem. Have you seen the size of the average German Shepherd? If Frodo landed on the keyboard I think I'd be more worried about the desk collapsing than a broken keyboard, "damage to files or even a computer crash". As for the other little monster, well she's far too ladylike to even think about clambering up on the desk...
It sounds like a great idea though. Have passed it on to a non-blogging friend with cats and will report back.
Ranking algorithms (¿Que?)This and this could well be the blogger's version of Mornington Crescent but I might print it out and spend a few
Blogging for almost four months and no mention of the weather yet?Must put that right immediately or folks will begin to think I don't really live in the UK...
The weather has improved immeasurably this past couple of days. Cooler temperatures, rain, wind, thunderstorms. "Lubbly jubbly". We can even snuggle under the duvet at night now. I feel very selfish celebrating the better weather - I'm sorry for those on holiday, especially under canvas, but I do so hate the hot weather. If forced to choose between spending a month in the Antartic or the Sahara desert I would always choose the Antartic. Not that it's ever likely to happen, but you know, it's nice to have these decisions made in advance.
So why do we Brits discuss the weather so frequently? Two reasons - it's a good "filler" for those awkfward moments during conversations at the pub, the local shop, the park, etc. etc. but I think it's also that we have such a wonderful climate.
So my nominations for "best thing about the country I live in" would be the climate and the BBC. Can't decide which yet.
So, what's the best thing about the country you live in?
Update: Buggeration, I really should go read some blogs before I start wobbling on. Richard has already covered the weather today via a Monday madness questionnaire. *Throws teddy in corner*.
Starts today, ends 1 August. If you're taking part, have fun!