Slow Start Saturday
The radio alarm clock exploded into life at 7am, filling the bedroom with the local radio station, playing pre-recorded news from the big networks. I rolled ...
The radio alarm clock exploded into life at 7am, filling the bedroom with the local radio station, playing pre-recorded news from the big networks. I rolled ...
I suppose this has been coming for quite some time. While waiting for a virtual server to spin up at work this morning, I logged into Instagram (where I had ...
I took the photo accompanying this post while wandering back towards home this evening - after most of the streets had already emptied of the thousands that ...
I spent the entire day buried in programming again. Another thousand lines of code, some user interface design, and some workflow wrangling. Don’t ask what I...
Today I wrote over a thousand lines of programming. Tomorrow morning I’ll try executing them, and hide behind something sturdy while they spew error messages...
I started uploading photos to Flickr earlier today. Quite when I’ll get around to properly labelling, tagging, and curating them is something of a mystery at...
I thought I was going to be standing on the touchline of a rugby pitch at 10am this morning. After sliding out of bed a little after 8am, and finding my way ...
Many years ago - before the advent of Instagram - I had a Flickr account. Thinking about it, I had a Flickr account before Flickr was owned by Yahoo - a lon...
I suppose, strictly speaking, Saturday isn’t over yet. Having cleared the fridge ready for groceries to arrive (other half is out shopping right now), helped...
I signed up for a Snapchat account yesterday. My third of the last few years. When Snapchat first appeared I didn’t have a good enough phone to run it, so ca...