Tuesday, October 26, 2004

John Peel, 1939-2004, sorely missed.
[photo from the bbc website]

"Sometimes kids write in and say, 'I was listening to your programme in my bedroom the other night when I was doing my homework, and my mum came in and said, "What are you listening to?" I said, "John Peel," and she said, "Oh, I used to listen to him when I was your age."' It's nice being woven into people's lives in that way."

The Guardian has an article about Wikipedia up.

Greg used to wax lyrical about the virtues of the open source, unedited, unmonitored encyclopaedia, but I've never really given it a try. Obviously its making waves. Its certainly nicely done, and yet another example of the success of the open source movement.

Which all reminds me of made-famous-by-spaced website urbandictionary.com ; a fine resource, with a pinch'o salt.

Friday, October 22, 2004

theSound has been updated with pics from 'Bouncy castle Friday' and some long lost ones from Norway (only a few months old).

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Major Ron Thomson is my beloved lecturer in Mechanics of Solids and Structures 5, the most dull subject in the world were it not for his occasional tangential interjections.

Major Ron on golf:

"If I wanted to put a ball this big [holds up finger and thumb 2 inches apart] in a hole this big [increases finger/thumb gap to 3 inches], located half a mile away, I would not use a bent stick to do it."

Major Ron researches ballistics. Undoubtedly more of his witticisms will followin the future...

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

The rediscovery continues. Little red boat excels once again in text based humour.

In passing is sometimes good too, exhibiting prime chunks of overheard conversations.

LIttleyellowdifferent is only occasionally funny.

Today I actually succeeded in producing a verifiable macaroni cheese.

Precisely one week ago some friends and I went to see Standing Wave, a play about Delia Derbyshire of the Radiophonic Workshop, the electroacoustic experimental lab located at the bottom of the longest corridor in Maida Vale in the 60s. The play was not mind blowing, as Taylor's Dummies , my only other Tron experience, had been. However I enjoyed the unique structure - the whole story of ten years of Delia's life told backwards, like a spliced piece of tape reeled backwards, starting with the 'decay' and ending on a buzz with the 'attack'. There were numerous references to that intoxicating mixture of science art that is sonic synthesis which, of course, appealed to me endlessly. It must be said the acting wasn't half bad wither, both leads (a young and old Delia) being very convincing, the supporting actor less so, tho holding together pretty well in the faceof the task of performing about 6 different roles. If this play comes your way you do a whole lot worse than to go along. (i remain your understatement king)

Hello. 45 metres of patch cable, one very cheap router and one redundant network card later, 0/2 7 Rupert St is now a wired, fully internetted, broadband-in-every-room, er, flat.

So much more loitering between float declarations on the information superhighway. and blogging.

A robotic drum kit

An ingenious bit of scripting, making a dynamic banner that exactly mirrors atmospheric conditions as seen from the top of a house in dorset (click 'panorama information' in the top right).

The author of that blog is another annoyingly good photographer.

I ballsed up royally today by sending an email intended for my brother only to the extended Crishna family mailing list. To quote a certain sketch show: "Oh, bugger".

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

The guardian has conceived of a way for we unrecognised US affiliates to have a say in the election:
entailing writing to voters in Clark COunty, wherever that may be. Didn't have time to read, but sounds worthwhile, depending how much efoort you put in to the letter i guess.

The Mitchell library in Glasgow is drawing to a close its fabulous Picture This exhibition. selected photos here.

Monday, October 11, 2004

Again, long time no blog. I'm setting up the home network this week so hopefully more intrenet frolicks in the future. Was down in Cumbria the weekend, wandered/scrambled over Helvellyn (sp?) with Gaz and then an afternoon of eating and driving in between meals.

Shocking graphic follows. Now I where could the recent rise in CO2 be coming from?...

Thanks to the guardian.