People who say “The t’interweb”
June 9th, 2008
They just don’t get it do they?
*yorkshire sigh*
Currently
April 28th, 2008
Unfortunately the Update Police came knocking at the weekend and informed me I had to post, otherwise they’d throw me in jail for ever more (well, I assumed that was the case – these kind of threats tend to carry a subtle underlying tone of menace that’s hard to ignore).
What’s happened since the last post you may ask?
House purchase:
Despite all the doom mongering going on at the moment, Han and I have bought a house to live in (shock horror! People need somewhere to live!). This is the 3rd property we’ve attempted to buy, and seems to be actually going somewhere. The last place ended up going tits up due to God knows what, but resulted in us finding somewhere else that’s probably more suitable.
Property buying ultimately leads to content buying for said property, so in the past few months we’ve been buying furniture (including but not limited to a sofa, a reclining chair, an antique French bed, some white goods and lots of stuff for the kitchen). It’s all lovely, but when it’s all stacked up in our two bed flat, kind of in need need of some proper space. Roll on completion.
Work
I’m still working for the same company I started at almost 2 years ago now. The work I do is pretty dull these days and if I didn’t have other things cooking I’d be moving on to pastures new. I work in a relatively new technology environment, but the amount of new tech I’m getting exposed to in a “traditional” web development company is nil at the minute (in a professional capacity).
Other work
More on this at a later date
This has turned out to be a pretty dull post. Sorry.
Story of Friday 29th February 2008
March 3rd, 2008
Following on from Jof’s well received post, “A story of Tuesday October 30th”, I bring you my version.
We were meant to complete on our house today, but that didn’t happen. Anyway – this is my usual day:
8am, get up, have brekkie. While the kettle is boiling I watch the car park fill up:

I usually have muesli but we were out today:

8.35, set off to work via Asda house:

Wait for the bus (8.41 to Morley – it’s late).

9am. Arrive at work :

9.05 – 5.30 coding

5.30 onwards -travel to Derbyshire. Hit the kitchen!

Bit of lager:

People arrive, curry time!

More beer and some telly, and party hats:

Grand finale in the hot tub:

And that’s that.
Low Rider
February 25th, 2008
| I regularly dream about doing stuff like this… and I’m only posting it so I can watch it on repeat |
God the Superhero
February 9th, 2008

2008
January 10th, 2008
I’d like to say that 2008 will be packed full of informative, fun and witty blog posts here at blog dot deebee, but that’s unlikely and you know it.
I may as well come out and say it now so you’re not disappointed when it gets to June and all I’ve posted are some notes about some code to myself and a song or three no-one likes.
On a serious note, I am very busy at the moment what with stuff and that, so will have some things to post about soon (fingers crossed!).Here’s to the future!
Oh, and here’s a wicked remix of a Pull Tiger Tail track I found. The bassline is awesome:
Human Species May “Split in Two”
October 26th, 2007
I’ve just been reading this BBC article outlining the possibility that the human race may split in two, making a “genetic upper class and a dim-witted underclass” to emerge in 100,000 years.
I’m a scientist (beer studies), and my theory suggest that this estimate may be slightly out, suggested by my carefully sourced evidence that will be published* in New Scientist sometime in the coming weeks:


* lies
Eh up!
October 11th, 2007
I’ve closed the tour blog off for good – it was meant to be for when I was travelling and ended up being filled with the crap that should be here.
Enjoy. Or not!
Boro Pat
September 4th, 2007
The sound is definitely not safe for work. There’s around 9 or so of these knocking around. Reminds me of the Glaswegian Dolmio adverts
Security
July 24th, 2007
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