Historic posts

A big page of links to my old GitHub Pages blog, created when I felt the need to code to achieve in kilobytes what I’m doing here with WordPress’s megabytes.

I’m not fixing the formatting.


Archive

I write for myself; what started out as a journal became an archive of my blog posts. Doesn’t that sound grand‽

  • RSS

  • I’ve changed the blog post feed address my Python script uses to post to a couple of networks – crucially without testing or modifying the history files.

  • AgeID

  • First question of the year: have any of you managed to register with AgeID?

  • 2019

  • Thanks, whatever you did that brightened any of my 2018.

  • Browns

  • Something odd happened today; I got depressed about the result of an American football game. It’s been years since last that happened, and well before my break for marriage and parenting.

  • School admin

  • Daughter 2 started high school this week, and got a lesson timetable which, well, why not read the email I just sent to the school:

  • 57 jersey

  • Yesterday evening I risked life and limb, my life and limb, clambering over the remains of DIY projects, half-abandoned bicycles and old computers, and lifting and opening box after box, in the pursuit of a football jersey. Not just any football jersey, but one bought at beginning of my life as a dad and the end of my life as a regular American Football fan.

  • redditor

  • I’m using Reddit again and, in some respects, again regretting it. Not the small number of negative comments my leading question in r/Browns (the Cleveland Browns NFL subreddit) inspired, no; it’s the capriciousness of users’ up- and down-voting, where incomplete answers and sarcastic comments gain more ‘positivity’ than…

  • Celebrity Death Pool

  • Chatting at work, at brew and lunchtime as you do, we got into the subject of celebrity death pools; pick a celeb you believe most likely to die. You know, harmless fun.

  • Time-limited

  • #QuoteSunday (a tradition on pnut.io):

  • Coty

  • A conversation about dog breeds (one of the family mentioned the noble ‘Leerdammer’) and this morning’s terrorism news (they don’t want their citizenship to be revoked) prompted a search for a once well-known cosmetics brand. Here’s the statement from the Google summary of their web site (my emphasis):

  • Farkisms

  • I responded to this Fark.com forum post:

  • Hawking

  • “Remember to look up at the stars.” – Stephen Hawking.

  • Shush

  • There is apparently a social convention that, when the adult in charge of a group of children in church repeatedly tries but fails to stop them talking, one must not turn round and tell them, other people’s children that is, to shut up.

  • Usual

  • Today I achieved a lifetime’s ambition, the middle finger of a man extended in my specificdirection. It happens only after the phrase “Usual message”, uttered (or blurted) in his presence; oddly the context is, unusually, utterly irrelevant.

  • Random

  • Regarding Donald Trump’s uncanny ability to toss a word salad:

  • Fark

  • How I explain Fark.com:

  • Wiggins

  • Bradley Wiggins is the latest target in the establishment’s moral crusade, a bunch of MPs being of the opinion Cycling’s sporting ethics have been breached.

  • TwigPen oops 3

  • After it simply failed to tweet, I rolled the TwigPen code into rssupdatepnut; what follows is a repeat of my previous posts.

  • TwigPen oops 2

  • An updated version of my previous post follows. Executive summary: “Doh!”

  • TwigPen oops

  • Oops! I forgot to git pull origin master the updated script from the rssupdatepnut GitHub repo.

  • TwigPen

  • I’m just about to turn off the IFTTT trigger that tweets notification of my blog posts to Twitter. I’ve written a wrapper for Python’s ‘Twython’ module; one that provides auth and, right now, the ability to post a tweet. Fingers crossed, hoping it seamlessly replaces IFTTT.

  • JD Honey

  • I remember the trials and tribulations attempting to drink Maker’s Mark bourbon before I gave it away; I remember well the aroma from the empty glass the following morning. Amazing.

  • Wand

  • The girls are really into Harry Potter right now, were really pleased to hear their school will reschedule World Book Day participation. That’s entirelyincidental to…

  • PSA Heat

  • It snowed again, the gritter failed to make an impact (but I’m not sure one came this way.) The school was shut so World Book Day didn’t happen here, my wife was late from her night shift (waiting for staff to arrive), and the boiler stopped working.

  • Beyond

  • I just heard Loki.

  • Loki cat 2001-2018 RIP

  • April 1st to February 23rd; we’ll even miss your shouting.

  • Loki

  • No attempt made to be articulate here, a followup to my last post.

  • Ah

  • It’s time.

  • WednesdayChallenge

  • My first #WednesdayChallenge of 2018:

  • Machine

  • The new washing machine is… it’s got more programmes than the previous one, and more flexibility too! I’m…

  • Deluge

  • That expression ‘it never rains but it pours’ is very much in effect right here right now.

  • Unforeseen

  • A mish-mash of themes follows; it’s been a while since my last confes, er… blog post.

  • Oh

  • Two rather expensive days, emotionally and financially:

  • Pecking order

  • I looked over earlier, spied my wife eating milk chocolate, decided to emulate the dog so knelt down in front of the settee. Getting no satisfaction I shifted position, into a wet patch Ruby dog had created not long previously.

  • RAVPower case review

  • RAVPower Battery Case for iPhone 6 / 6S with Apple MFi Certified Extended Battery Charger with 3000mAh 125 Percent Extra Battery

  • White Helmets (Syria)

  • I’ve just partially recovered after watching probably the most harrowing documentary in…

  • Dick

  • In about a month’s time, Dick…

  • PigPen

  • I’ve spent my spare time during the last few weeks writing another app, this one for the pnut.io social network. It enhances the failures of my first app, for 10centuries.org. Yes, more social networking, surprising for such an antisocial [expletive deleted.]

  • Remembrance

  • We attended the church Remembrance Day service earlier then walked along to the War Memorial where the village congregated for the open-air service.

  • Feedback (LibDems)

  • Online feedback I provided to the UK Liberal Democrat party after being asked why I’ve not renewed my membership:

  • Sweaters

  • I’m old enough to remember the day sweaters (jumpers if you like) were designed to keep one warm, and not a paper-thin, size-too-large fashion statement.

  • Soup

  • Tonight we visited the local cricket club’s annual bonfire and firework display for the funfair rides, hook-a-duck attractions and food stalls. Always a grand occasion.

  • Woodford Reserve

  • Sod it, I’ll add a drink to the food order; the tablets say I can have a drink!

  • Home Alone

  • Most people faced with a day off, and family away during a school holiday week would, I’d guess, go insane and do all kinds of exciting things.

  • Dishwasher: a sequel (Sweary, NSFW words)

  • We needed a new dishwasher. We have a new dishwasher, bought from a well-known Scandinavian flat-pack furniture and accessories retailer. But this morning I got a call from the well-known UK white goods retailer mentioned in my previous related post.

  • Dishwasher (sweary)

  • We need a new dishwasher. The old one is at the side of the house awaiting collection by one of the rag-tag bunch of folks who collect scrap metal with no fees, no questions asked.

  • Food

  • When ordering food for other people or for myself and others I’m unlucky.

  • Weekend

  • It’s late, the weekend is almost completed, and I ache from the successes during it.

  • Blogging

  • Blogging.

  • Uncertain

  • It’s been an odd few weeks and months.

  • Bizarre performance art?

  • Returning to the recent Sprout Burrito theme, this from Fark; “Hey, at least it’s got beans on it now B-b-burrito? DIT”

  • Sprout burrito inventor

  • In an attempt to reinvent myself on social networks I’ve been silent for a long while, to let the old stuff out and the void in. That’s not to say I haven’t missed the interactions, I have. But life, as-ever, got in the way.

  • Logotherapy

  • I started to write this post with a point to make and a structure to work around it but part-way through I gave up, the events of last week took away my focus (both in the news and personally.) So yes, I gave up and just typed stuff. Here it is:

  • Manchester

  • ‪We’re watching the #OneLoveManchester concert and, perhaps unconventionally, I contributed a few pounds towards the UNHCR ‬Mosul (Iraq) appeal unhcr.org then signed their #WithRefugees petition unhcr.org/refugeeday.

  • Manifesto

  • I read the Liberal Democrat Manifesto for the 2017 General Election: http://www.libdems.org.uk/manifesto.More precisely I first read the ‘Easy Read’ variant then skipped through each of the party’s next-Parliament pledges.

  • Documentary

  • Like everything else I write what follows is only my opinion, however anyone reading this should know it’s a fact in my mind.

  • Assumptions

  • I often fall into the trap of assuming people know more than they do about the things I’m interested in. I should be paid for it, along with my ignorance I’d make an absolute fortune!

  • FFS (sweary)

  • I’m not sorry if the language in this post offends. I cannot get past a (probably primitive) need to use it. I know it’s wrong and anti-social, and yet releasing the pressure cooker valve of crude and vulgar language will help me come to terms with it. So, here goes.

  • Towel Day tomorrow!

  • There’s a day set aside every year to commemorate the life and works of the late literary great Douglas Adams. It’s May 25th to be precise. It’s tomorrow!

  • Fiction

  • For the last couple of weeks (it seems longer) I’ve not looked at any of my favourite social networks, and pretty-much ignored the news. I unintentionally missed May 2017’s #ThemeMonday, and multiple #WednesdayChallenge writing opportunities… sorry.

  • Article 50

  • Article 50

  • Literary

  • There’s no easy way to say this. I’ve been neglecting my blog, I’ve hardly looked at the four social networks I’ve got accounts with. Heck, I even missed posting in the weekly WednesdayChallenge.

  • Different

  • NSFW. Perhaps.

  • Daily Mail

  • As with the Sun I’m not clicking links to Daily Mail articles. Yet the headlines look so ‘juicy!’

  • Bands seen live

  • There’s a list, varying with each person, going round social media at the moment. It challenges friends, readers, to pick a lie from a list of 10 bands supposedly seen live by the poster.

  • 300 posts?

  • As someone who uses a blog to write to work through issues I must appear to the world to be a seething mess of discontentment, finding Schadenfreude in the news, no solace from the issues confronting our world.

  • 80s bands again

  • A headline: “Seven bands from the 80s we wish would reunite” (BBC Entertainment & Arts)

  • NOW is the time for a protest vote

  • I know several people who voted for the first time last June, in the Brexit referendum, their intention being to send a message they’d had enough. Enough of what I found it difficult to pin down both then and now; not one of them will admit to racist tendencies, well aside from the pensioner my wife encountered outside the polling station: ‘Finally, a chance to get rid of the darkies,’ she said. My wife said nothing. What a wasted opportunity, on any level.

  • Four Roses review part 6

  • Drunk neat after Nice’n’Spicy NikNaks, it’s indescribable.

  • Birthday customs

  • I had a birthday recently. Nothing special, aside from to those colleagues who remembers my ‘special day’ and who didn’t receive the cakes and biscuits it’s customary to provide.

  • Easter Egg 2

  • I was wrong. The 139th White House Easter Egg Roll event went ahead with the Trumps in attendance. I guess I’m simply not in tune with a lifestyle which allows separate taxpayer-funded flights for the President and the First Lady, from Washington DC and New York City, to Florida for a couple of days. And then back again.

  • Easter Bunny

  • The Easter Bunny visited, distributed cunningly-hidden chocolate eggs throughout the Turner residence and left, but not before disposing of the Cadbury Easter Egg Hunt pack cardboard in our card and paper recycling box.

  • 51-49

  • With 99% of the votes counted and the totals being 51.4% for, 48.6% against, the Turks elected to become a dictatorship.

  • Four Roses review part 5

  • Drunk neat is best.

  • Easter egg

  • The Trumps flew to Florida on Friday, in separate jets. It’s looking as though they’ll miss the annual Easter Egg Roll, a 138-year-old tradition, will be somewhat curtailed in scope. A shame.

  • Washington Post

  • I subscribed to the online editions of The Washington Post. Yes it’s a US news company! At USD$19 for an entire year it was an easy decision. I live in the UK but haven’t yet done the same for any other UK news organisation, apart from giving a few pounds to The Guardian (paywall-free.) Incidentally, both ‘newspapers’ are running very similar headlines today, very encouraging.

  • Four Roses review part 4

  • This time the experiment continues with sufficient ice cubes prepared to sink an ocea, er…

  • Four Roses review part 3

  • Aw, FFS, we don’t have any ice cubes!!!2!¡

  • Four Roses review part 2

  • Drunk neat with it and me at room temperature: oh yes. Looking forward to dropping an ice cube in the next, because I know what I like.

  • Four Roses whiskey

  • Attempting to find a better Bourbon whiskey than ‘Buffalo Trace’ I’ve been asking around, and received what really do sound like good recommendations. For now though I’m bypassing Irish whiskeys (Bushmills Black Bush) in favour of the authentic Kentucky stuff.

  • Ordinary Men

  • I know someone who’s better screwed together than I and she’s read, er… (thinks) yeah, I’d best get this back on track before the list of people who are better-screwed-together than I grows beyond my ego’s comfort zone!

  • Sign

  • I’m thinking of having a sign, a notice, a warning of sorts made up; a notification to those who would disturb my evenings or weekends with unsolicited offers to do work for or sell goods to us. The doorbell rings and… Ok, ok, I wrote about this phenomenon previously and about the telephone equivalent too.

  • “Grammer”

  • Today brought two lifetime achievements, three if you include a small amount of good-natured Schadenfreude.

  • Privacy

  • Another sign personal responsibility is a thing of the past, this one related to the ubiquity of the mobile phone. It’s an all-purpose privacy invader, child entertainer, burglar inviter, memory enhancer, space invader. In short, it’s contributing to the decline of civilised society.

  • Maker’s Mark review part 6

  • Drunk neat at room temperature or with ice: oh, no.

  • Maker’s Mark review part 5

  • Drunk again with 1-1/2 ice cubes with me at room temperature, thistime after recently eating strawberries & shaken (not whipped) cream: oh no, that unpleasant taste remains.

  • Maker’s Mark review part 4

  • Drunk again with a single ice cube with me at room temperature: oh no. There’s a really unpleasant taste, unlike any of the preceding. Not sure what I’d eaten beforehand, but it’s had quite the negative effect.

  • Maker’s Mark review part 119

  • oh my glob ive fallen and cant getup again waillll!!!2!¡

  • Beauty and the Beast

  • My youngest daughter and I went to the movies again today, to watch Beauty and the Beast, a film my oldest had seen mid-week. In my own inimitable fashion I enjoyed the tale yet again, and ignored the chance that I’d be offended by the peripheral fuss surrounding the movie.

  • Maker’s Mark review part 3

  • I bowed to popular demand* and wrote what follows about the third Bourbon Whiskey I’ve ever tried. Well, the fourth bottle of the stuff. My first experience was 2 consecutive bottles of Buffalo Trace, then one of Wild Turkey 101 and, as the subject line indicates, I’m now trialling Maker’s Mark.

  • Maker’s Mark review part 2

  • Drunk with a single ice cube with me at room temperature: oh.

  • Maker’s Mark review part 1

  • Drunk neat at room temperature: oh, no.

  • Empty words

  • There’ll be a better way of summing up what follows than the title I chose, but it’ll do. I’m referring to the monologue Andrew Neil delivered a couple of nights ago, a bunch of words strung together to invoke national pride on our past, and which was subsequently described as, well, read the article here:

  • Cold caller

  • The doorbell was rung a few minutes ago: 2 guys, one introduced both as security consultants. I said ‘no thanks, I’m not interested’, and moved to shut the door, and here’s where the depressingly-predictable thing occurred…

  • Resolutionary

  • New Year’s Resolutions kept: none, though the subtleties of the choices made leave me a modicum of wriggle room.

  • Talking ADN

  • Talking Heads have had a major influence in my life. Subtle but major nonetheless. I’m now accustomed to the fact I’ll never see them play live; it’s taken me decades…

  • Obsolete

  • I just finished making dinner for me and the girls and realised something quite profound.  My web site has existed in various forms and at various hosts over the 20 years since I arrived online. That’s not the important thing, no. 2017 is the first year that events outside my control rendered the vast majority of its content obsolete.

  • IT support request

  • This user-requested software upgrade exchange didn’t happen. I’ve made it up. Yes.*

  • App.net legends

  • Just short of a millennium ago, and handily beating Project Gutenberg, the Chinese invented movable type. Thus began the slow march of the dissemination of things important and unimportant (though perhaps entertaining) through the intervening ten centuries towards this, our almost ephemeral, digital age.

  • 256

  • Quite a few people have written (and spoken) quite a few words on the subject of App.net’s imminent oblivion. I’ve written (and spoken) my fair share too! Right now I’m going to restrict myself to a very narrow definition of what helped make App.net (ADN: short for App Dot Net) special for me. Characters.

  • Relief

  • After a weekend of comparative misery, earlier this morning I sent a text message to my wife. It read thus:

  • Stranger

  • I wonder how it feels, when out with your family, if your partner attracts the attention of someone you don’t know but they do, and that person shouts out your name to ask you a trivial question.

  • Wild Turkey

  • The Wild Turkey brand of straight Bourbon whiskey is well-enough established in the film world that I thought I ought to give it a whirl.

  • Blinkers 2

  • Yesterday evening, fresh out of the gym and leaving the leisure centre, my attention was diverted, pleasantly I might add, from the single-minded pursuit of getting out and home for dinner. Diverted by someone I’ve known for a few years now, and whose husband used to work for the same company as I.

  • Blinkers

  • We went to the pictures yesterday, to watch the Lego Batman Movie. I suspended my sense of disbelief as usual and yes, cried near the end. Who knew that hanging a picture could be so moving‽

  • I lost the plot (ADN)

  • A slice of history: me reading out loud a blog post I wrote in May 2014, about App.net as I saw things at the time.

  • micro.blog

  • There’s a social network in the works called micro.blog. It aims to bridge the gap between microblogging and longform blogging. Though I as a blogger-of-sorts see promise in the concept I didn’t back it on Kickstarter. Nevertheless it raised over US$80,000 – something like 10x the stated goal? It’ll likely be moderately popular.

  • Mug revisited

  • My wife bleached my mug. Having acquired over 3 years of patina it was perfect!

  • 7 bits

  • Last week, during the school holiday, my wife took our daughters to a National Trust property. My oldest has to prepare a piece on Victorian England, so where better to go than a historic home and mill?

  • Nine

  • Today marks the ninth anniversary of the sale of our first home together, my wife, my first daughter, and me. A precarious few months preceded the joy of signing that piece of paper and terminating the first of our two mortgages together.

  • Sinclair C5

  • Can modern incarnation of C5 succeed? (BBC)

  • Poo bag

  • No, not an insult. Why, when it’s absolutely necessary to have a bag for collecting poo, there isn’t one? Why, when it doesn’t matter, is one’s pocket full of the things, often bags sliding languidly to the floor when rummaging for keys, cards, cash…?

  • Pinboard fail

  • Well, 3 weeks after paying for a Pinboard.in bookmark tagging and page archiving account, I’m no closer to having the site owner fix the issues I’ve mentioned.

  • Telnet

  • Today, a day of nerdy firsts: I had my first-ever Telnet session, and very tentatively started to play in my first-ever MUD. Bear in mind I’ve been on the Internet since March 1997; that’s twenty years! It’s interesting to note that both Telnet and the MUD precede myarrival in the slow lane of the Information Superhighway.

  • Unsolicited

  • Some of our work numbers are regularly targeted, plagued by unsolicited callers wanting to talk about a recent motor vehicle accident. I’ve been spared, luckily. Until today.

  • Improbable

  • I have a theory: that Douglas Adams’ Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy was close when wondering that, if the secret of the universe was ever found, it would be replaced by something even more improbable.

  • Hungry

  • In the hurry to leave the house for this morning’s school run and journey to work I forgot my lunch, I forgot cash (the cash my wife got for me yesterday evening) and…

  • Bourbon

  • Ah… I remember the days when getting home and having one meant chomping on a nice, brown biscuit sandwiching a buttercream filling: the Bourbon Cream.

  • Pinboard

  • I’ve been messing about with computers since 1981, on the internet since 1997 (yes, even thatis 20 years!) and so it was a surprise to find, by chance, a bookmarking service that made sense to me. Tags: I know what they are, but the things never clicked until a week-and-a-half-ago. I’ve used GTD (Getting Things Done) in various forms in a personal and to a lesser degree work capacity, but this is different.

  • Frailty

  • There’s no doubt in my mind that I’m no longer the invincible fourteen year old my sense of self has identified with for the past few decades. I had the first inkling over 11 years ago, simply waking then walking downstairs. This latest indication that I must re-evaluate ‘me’ though, it simply shouldn’t have happened.

  • Stop Making Sense

  • Aw crap, the cat’s looking at me in that way again. Not sure where my uncontrollable giggling came from there, but he’s right to look askance.

  • Slapstick

  • My oldest daughter has just been watching a YouTube video of children falling over or off things, and some are obviously hurting themselves. The thing I find most disturbing is the parents continuing to film and laughing. It mirrors the response of a mother to her son falling up the steps at the cinema earlier today: uproarious laughter.

  • Cinema

  • Ordinary visits to the cinema of course provoke my tears, but not today’s. The frankly inconsiderate, moronic behaviour of the phone users around me provoked me into doing something I’m not proud of, something terrible.

  • iOS

  • So here I am again, iOS!

  • Constipated

  • Conversations often bring up what seem to be the weirdest things. And then I think for a bit.

  • Bananas

  • I know I shouldn’t but I did; I watched the BBC politics Q&A programme ‘Question Time’. Brexit was discussed of course, and one particular commenter stood out.

  • Unfollowed

  • And then, in one smooth operation, I unfollowed all my Twitter political accounts… Which was nice.

  • Slag

  • My wife just called me a slag. I honestly cannot believe she meant it in connection with my unconventional delivery of ginger nut biscuits to Ruby dog; mouth-to-mouth. Surely not.

  • Cancelled

  • After a rubbish day, a tale of woe: posts detailing a short journey from pleasure to disappointment, spanning around 3 hours:

  • Screen (song)

  • My wife and daughters (when they’re older!) might appreciate this song:

  • Literally

  • http://daringfireball.net/linked/2017/01/28/thiel-trump

  • Christians

  • It’s time to refer to people who are obviously not Christians as something else. Something from the Old Testament maybe; not Puritanical…?

  • Retweet

  • Inspired by a tweet:

  • Alexa

  • I used the app to change our Echo Dot’s name from Alexa to Computer.

  • TrumpTon

  • The TrumpTon:

  • Ascetic

  • As the year unfolds I am for the most part now leaning towards shunning social media. At least my involvement isn’t quite as conspicuous as it once was. Part conscious decision, part response to external stimuli (e.g. Brexit, Trump), the result is somewhat confusing.

  • Server

  • It screwed up, big-time. The Softaculous installer is so-ooooonot my friend.

  • Cognitive dissonance

  • Right now, in an attempt to work through some interesting conundrums, I am mainly reading about cognitive dissonance.

  • Gaslighting

  • Gaslighting is a form of manipulation through persistent denial, misdirection, contradiction, and lying in an attempt to destabilize and delegitimize a target. Its intent is to sow seeds of doubt in the targets, hoping to make them question their own memory, perception, and sanity.

  • The Day After Tomorrow

  • We just watched The Day After Tomorrow again, a fine film and one of my favourites.

  • 10C App list

  • I created a list of apps and integrations currently available for the 10Centuries social network.

  • Twitter diminishes

  • I’m scaling back my involvement on Twitter (in addition to a recent step away from Facebook.) It’ll mean a more casual attitude to my timeline: no more devotion to reading all the tweets, no more politically-charged retweets, no desire to keep up with and research the background behind the very latest news. In short I need a break, a chance to examine what I want.

  • App.net #ThemeMonday

  • The App.net community was small-enough and its people got on with each other well-enough that little sociable initiatives blossomed. It was very much a fun, slightly-nerdy, place to be.

  • Drunkard

  • Today, for lots of reasons, I felt the need for a little alcoholic refreshment, and so it happened that I had half a glass of coffee liqueur; from a small, thistle-shaped whisky glass bought for me in March 26 2005 by the lovely vibrant lady who was destined to be my poor, downtrodden wife and the mother of my 2 girls, 2 cats and a dog.

  • Brexit insanity (sweary)

  • I voted to Remain at the ‘Europe Referendum’ last year, hoping that the political system would take heed of the will of the British people, essentially reinforcing our desire to retain the benefits of being within Europe and substantially outvoting the hopes of a return to the dark times of jingoistic nationalism and a belief that the inhabitants of England are better than anyone in the rest of the world.

  • Chatty

  • This might sound a little odd. Quite a lot of my prose is indeed odd to the uninitiated, but this is a post about communication, specifically integrations. I know I’m not the first to write about this but I’m on a bit of a journey right now.

  • App.net to close

  • During the springtime of 2013 I decided to join a new online community at App.net  (Wikipedia entry). Heck, as it’d recently changed to a’ Freemium’ funding model I even paid for social networking! Today (Friday the thirteenth in year 1 PostCelebPocalypse) I found that the service will close in the middle of March 2017.

  • Cabbage (band)

  • I recently came across a retweet mentioning a news article about a Mossley (NW England) discordant neo post-punk band named Cabbage. The ironies within the article, well, I’ve already determined 2017 will be one led and thus eventually characterised by Schadenfreude. Now the band’s genre isn’t my usual cup of tea, but the introduction alone was definitely something helping to drag me out from the depths of my post-New-Year funk.

  • ADN free

  • With weeks to go before a billing cycle I’ve downgraded my App.net (ADN) account to the ‘free’ tier. Having not been there for a while the decision was, heartless as it sounds, easy.

  • Lardy

  • @Schwarzenegger:

  • History

  • I’m going to start reposting some entries from previous incarnations of my blog. (I already posted about this.)

  • Cake culture

  • After reading this, I’ve a question for anyone arriving here accidentally…

  • Bye Medium

  • I’ve been copying my blog posts, first manually then more recently automatically, to Medium.com (a site for writers or anyone with a message.) The return on my investment has not been great, indeed the most views and feedback I’ve had has been from a one-line comment I posted in response to someone else’s political post.

  • Imperial

  • For years I looked at Cussons Imperial Leather soap as being nothing special. Through my childhood I had little exposure to it (not soap!) and always wonderedwhy it appealed to so many. I thought ‘how could so many be taken in by the ads or its long history or…

  • End

  • Here we are at the end of another year. I’ve seen a lot. More than some, fewer than others. It qualifies me to say this: to the mountains it’s utterly meaningless, to the trees and the squirrels it’s irrelevant, and to humans though arbitrary it can be a time for regrouping.

  • Alexa

  • We have an Amazon Echo Dot. It’s touted as a voice-controlled electronic assistant. It’s more than that: can stream music, create todo and shopping lists, play rudimentary games, control heating, lights – and all at the sound of one’s voice. It’s, and I hesitated to use the word but shall anyway, a neat gadget, and one that works really really well.

  • Profit

  • If I were to die tomorrow I’m reasonably sure I’d be mourned, and remembered for being a reasonable facsimile of the best human being I can be.

  • Blocked

  • I made and uploaded a second video to YouTube! 20 seconds long, I guarantee it will not change your life.

  • Is it over yet?

  • No.

  • Merry Christmas

  • To everyone I know, and to everyone who sees this:

  • #rant 2

  • Testing Medium integration after my first IFTTT recipe simply failed.

  • #rant

  • Intended primarily as a test, this day unifies ‘broadcasting’ my blog posts created and hosted at my GitHub.com account via IFTTT.com to Twitter, to Facebook and new today, to Medium.

  • Normalised

  • 2016 has been a year of downs, and the potential for more of the same for the foreseeable future. 2017 isn’t likely to bring much in the way of relief, and I’ve already pretty-much written off the entire remaining noughtie-tens.

  • Whimper

  • It’s fair to say that 2016 started badly, reached a crescendo of awfulness during the early-middle part of the year, and peaked in misery again towards the back end.

  • Insignificant fail

  • At the beginning of February 2016 I decided to use a goal tracker app to create and to keep in touch with blogging and other streaks. I was pretty conservative with my targets, not wishing to place undue pressure on myself.

  • Pornstar

  • I posted an image yesterday, to Twitter and to Facebook: ironic, sarcastic, call it what you will – a take on the trend to post words designed to both highlight injustice and put it right at the same time. Or expressing one’s individuality by choosing something funny from a preprepared list of names. And all without needing to exercise one’s scrolling digit. Instant gratification.

  • Frustration

  • The Sex Pistols accompanied me to work this morning; MOST unusual, as I usually rely on the calming sounds of the car’s ventilation fan to insulate me from the dullards queuing around me or indulging their moronic desires to occupy the bit of road my sensible car wishes to continue to exist unscathed in.

  • 14 again

  • If you’re a certain age, grew up and entered your teens in a pre-Internet era, you’ll have had a limited choice of music. Ok, I don’t mean a limited choice, I mean it wasn’t instantaneously there, at your fingertips.

  • 2016

  • Heading into the festive season most people would assume the worst of 2016 would be over by now.

  • Balance

  • It’s fair to say that 2016 has been a bit of a shocker for most, both in celebrity deaths and in the confounding of many’s preconceived ideas of normality.

  • XVIII

  • I’ve already established that I cry when we go to the movies. I cry when we watch movies at home. My personal record is the afternoon we watched ‘Up’ and ‘Toy Story 3’ back-to-back.

  • Patch: a sequel

  • Earlier this year I wrote about my favourite film, ‘Armageddon’. If you scroll back through the archive of my posts ‘Patch’ is easy to find. Now might be a good time to scroll; I think it is about time I explained why that ragged, singed, bit of cloth – the patch – means so much to me. And why I cried at the end of the film.

  • Toblerone

  • A Toblerone bar has the enviable position of being a luxury product for a lot of people; velvety-smooth with chewy sweetness on the tongue, idiosyncratic in design, and with a long, long history.

  • Halloween

  • On Monday evening I participated in my first Trick-Or-Treat outing. Important: that’s Trick-Or-Treat, not Hallowe’en.

  • Trolls

  • After breakfast today the girls and I again went to the cinema; we watched ‘Trolls’ and, for a refreshing change, I didn’t cry at the end.

  • Check please

  • Last weekend I acquiesced to the medical profession’s demand that I acknowledge my age and attend a non-mandatory health check.

  • Audi

  • A recent study concluded you’re more likely to meet your premature end run over by a driver of an expensive car than despatched by someone driving a shed.*

  • Storks

  • After breakfast today the girls and I went to the cinema; we watched ‘Storks’ and I cried at the end.

  • Skipping

  • My oldest daughter skipped into Brownies this evening. Most encouraging, if you know her.

  • Mass debate

  • The Internet is aghast at the news that during the US Presidential debates the moderator will not be allowed to fact-check the candidates in real time.

  • Boobies

  • We’ve all done it; had that momentary lapse of judgment with the inherent possibility of instant doom.

  • Redshift

  • I’ve not had anything to say for weeks now, nothing at least that isn’t either political or ultimately objectionable, so I’ve kept quiet awaiting the reawakening of my muse. And here we are…

  • Bhagavad Gita

  • “Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.”

  • Cock

  • Behold! You know when a dog listens to you, listens so intently and with total focus that there is no doubt it understands you? And it cocks its head on one side as-if to underscore the extent of its devotion? Marvellous! Ruby dog often evokes that feeling of omnipotence, yes.

  • Meaning

  • Words used to have meaning, used not to be mere scribbles on paper or sounds made to satisfy popular demand.

  • Self-destruct

  • For a man wanting to become one of the few this world has ever seen to attain the status of a nuclear’ button’ pusher, Donald Trump has a lot of personal buttons he just does not want pressed.

  • Huffington

  • Because there’s nothing else in this world worth commenting on, not yesterday’s family trip to Blackpool, not Brexit, not terrorism or the perceived threats from people we don’t know to our way of life, not climate change, not all the other things, I shall post a link to an article about Donald Trump.

  • Patch

  • Inspired by a Tweet:

  • BFG

  • Pizza is on its way.

  • Damned

  • Damned if you do, damned if you don’t. State, categorically, that something bad is unacceptable, clamp down on it when evidence of rule breaking is found – and STILL get castigated for being perceived as ineffective? Politics is a funny old game, especially the current Labour Party’s version – of finger pointing and flinging poo.

  • Flush

  • Thursday, today, is the first day since Tuesday during which I’ve been able to sit down on the gents toilet at work* without first carefully examining the contents of the bowl.

  • Kebab

  • I went online and ordered a kebab and a few other things earlier. ‘Twas delicious, but bloody hell that sauce was a bit spicy!

  • Meaning

  • We’re all searching for some kind of meaning in life, right?

  • Godot

  • As-intended I just watched the second act of the 2001 film adaptation of the Samuel Beckett classic absurdist play ‘Waiting For Godot’.

  • Nice

  • What follows is simply a repost of my 2015 ‘Paris’ post, but with the city and date changed:

  • Pokemon Go!

  • Install.

  • A brief history of…

  • I once tried to read Stephen Hawking’s book ‘A Brief History Of Time’. I made the conscious decision to fail to complete it right about the time I attempted to balance an apple and orange on a ruler – a ruler suspended on nothing.

  • 13

  • Today the thirteenth:

  • Not yours

  • Oh dear. I wrote to my MP 2 weeks ago, hopeful of a quick response (even a brush-off) to my Brexit-related question.

  • Lendl

  • All I can think of right now is Ivan Lendl’s sex face.

  • Certainty

  • Why is everyone who’s anyone (and a lot of those who aren’t) dealing in certainties, in absolutes, these days?

  • HTTP 451

  • Censorship is something we’re likely to see more of as time passes, as the illusion of democracy intensifies. Paradoxically we’ll know about it due to the limited ‘sense’ inherent in our laws.

  • Scams

  • Formulating government policy or a political manifesto is very much like making up a typical Facebook scam. Create a convincing document, pass it about a bit, and word-of-mouth accelerates its uptake.

  • Chilcot

  • tl;dr

  • Words

  • Have you read the preamble to the Liberal Democrat Constitution?

  • Indie

  • Politics; it’s all a load of old bollocks really, isn’t it.

  • Blinkers

  • I’ve spent far too long this last week attempting to make sense of the post-Brexit vote. I’ve looked at both sides of the argument and concluded that, though my vote is on the ‘losing’ side, I did the right thing.

  • East

  • Stepping backwards in time around 35 years, to another period of desperate uncertainty, the time of strikes and industrial discord, I’m reminded of a computer game I played a lot. ‘The Hobbit’.

  • Boris

  • ‘Everyone knew Boris’: a quotation (paraphrased here) from someone who knew Boris at university. Not everyone knew David Cameron, 2 years behind Boris. Boris, he’s unique that one.

  • Accepted challenge

  • Coming from a non-political society as I do I’m often confused by people’s response to politicians.

  • Challenge accepted

  • Surreal situation, isn’t it. Led into something that’s obviously not good for us by people still refusing to admit they should perhaps have taken more time to look at facts rather than wishlists.

  • Chainsaws

  • Naah, that won’t work, juggling chainsaws isn’t an an appropriate analogy to use here. Perhaps sword-swallowing is a more British thing?

  • Regrexit

  • Yesterday evening I watched a video, a young woman interviewed on national television, already regretting that she and her sisters and parents had voted to leave Europe, and wishing for another try at voting to put it right.

  • Voter

  • To all those registered to vote in the UK’s Europe Referendum: Go and vote; your country needs you.

  • Space

  • Space. Mankind still hasn’t conquered it. That’s fine. There’s still an element of danger inherent in the process, but it’s a risk acceptable to everyone who participates in each and every mission.

  • Ian

  • I work for a company with a larger-than-average number of gentlemen named Ian* concentrated into a small area. It’s small-enough that three of the four could reach out and touch the others if they so desired…

  • Clinton

  • Do you, like I, recall a time a decade or two ago; a time when Mr Clinton was accused of being a bit of a thicky, driven to succeed by the efforts of his much cleverer wife – Mrs Clinton – who most commentators of the day positioned as the brains of the outfit?

  • 50p

  • One of my colleagues bought a drink from the drinks machine earlier today. Unremarkable. Another guy’s chance remark got me thinking about money. Literally.

  • Registration

  • Yesterday, and prior to midnight, was the deadline to register to vote in the upcoming UK Referendum. Unprecedented numbers of people (according to the government) attempted to register to vote on the day – over half a million.

  • Ramadan Mubarak

  • Ramadan Mubarak to anyone observing it or supporting those who are! If you’re fasting, take it easy, be sensible,

  • Boxes

  • A roundup of things I’ve done, observed, experienced, liked, loathed and tolerated during the last week. Some may be reproducible. Feel free to tick/check the vacant boxes I’ve helpfully left next to those events that fit into YOUR life, dear reader.

  • Hotdogs

  • Dinner today will be easy: hotdogs, buns to encase them, tomato ketchup. That’s me and the girls accounted for.

  • Trump

  • Not a post about ‘politics’, no. It’s bodily functions; one in particular. And physics. Acoustics.

  • Brexitcize

  • I was going to post a thing I had in my head, a lyrical outline for an exercise routine of our times. At least the times upto June 23 2016 – the date of the UK’s Remain-or-Exit European Referendum.

  • Chargers

  • I’m closer to making an American Football team decision. Yes, I’m ignoring advice, previous deliberations, random chance, all of it.

  • Europe

  • I’ve read a lot of pro- and anti-Europe opinion pieces. I’ve read all the literature that’s come through our letterbox. There’s an inescapable conclusion to be made after a period of reflection. And here it is.

  • nfl team chooser

  • This week, at work, I started the process of choosing an NFL team to follow. I’ve been here before. Not too many times in recent years, thankfully, but I have more motivation this time around.

  • Tomita

  • Isao Tomita bought an early Moog synthesiser in the early-nineteen-seventies; created the delightful album ‘Snowflakes Are Dancing’ – of Debussy’s music – and released it in 1974. It was done the hard way – recording one-note-at-a-time.

  • 3 Wolves Shirt

  • Last week I ordered a shirt. Not just any shirt, but a shirt of power, a shirt of mystical significance, a shirt to spark and fulfil dreams. It arrived last Thursday, the shirt I blogged about last week did. Yes.

  • 3 Wolves and Moon

  • My boss wore a work-commemorative T-shirt all day today; as these things do it got me thinking about life-changing events.

  • Loony

  • I’ve not decided which way, or if, I’ll vote in the UK’s local elections this week. A long standing Liberal Democrat I can’t really see past the local candidate’s pledge (if it is that) to provide the town with a theatre.

  • Toilets

  • Last weekend we went to Edinburgh, stopped 2 nights, had a really good time. I counted over 29,000 steps for the trip, feel better for it; a successful weekend all round.

  • Liberal

  • Cake. Pies. Pizza. Good wishes… Every time we have a birthday at work we colleagues get the benefit of the celebrant’s largesse; it’s great.

  • Conservative

  • I hold a healthy amount of respect for our local Conservative councillors: approachable, local people; all with local interests at heart. All turn out to community-organised events. If not pillars of our community then friends of it, with a deep understanding of what makes it tick.

  • Labour

  • Yesterday afternoon the Labour Party’s local local election candidate called round. Not specifically to my home of course…

  • Facebook links

  • My youngest daughter simply doesn’t understand the concept of a surprise. When asked to keep a secret something seems to build inside her, a something which simply cannot be contained, a something which must be voiced – albeit in a manner a 6 year old thinks is obtuse, elliptical, not-at-all likely to let the recipient know there’s a thing awaiting…

  • I left Medium

  • I probably quit Medium in 2011; I’ve not been back there since. Being totally frank about the entire process it became hard work keeping engaged, maintaining the daily routine, sustaining the decision-making, the triaging process…

  • Chatbot

  • User: “Hi chatbot ,whats the weather like today ?lol”

  • Las Vegas

  • A colleague and his partner are there right now, starting their first full day.  I was there 24 years ago, didn’t enjoy the daytimes much; it’s a city that’s best viewed in the dark, both literally and of the mindset.

  • Autism

  • As a parent of a lovely girl diagnosed as being on the autistic spectrum, and being pretty sure I’m somewhere on it myself I’ve yet another moan coming up.

  • Medium

  • A new place at which I’m posting drivel;

  • Undies: A Sequel

  • The girls and mummy are having a slumber party this evening; pyjamas, sleeping bags, popcorn and, of course an age-appropriate scary movie.

  • Undies

  • In a hurry to leave the house this morning, head befuddled by sleep, I failed in one important detail. Important.

  • Dorveille

  • A metric shed-load, nay airship-hangar-load of people suffer from a life-shortening condition. It’s talked about, occasionally examined in detail, but doesn’t get as big a press as, say, diabetes, cancer, dementia or, the recent fashionable killer, motor neurone disease (ALS.)*

  • Biscuits

  • We have an office custom; on or around one’s birthday one brings along cakes, pastries, biscuits or even better (depending on the significance of the number) and shares with immediate colleagues & all-and-sundry. I’m no different; this year I bought 1kg of shortbread biscuits and placed then at the allotted, er… place.

  • Order

  • There are a lot of things in this life that a good Getting Things Done (GTD) or reminder app will help with when attempting to sustain (or create) a sense or order in one’s life.

  • Local politics

  • The local elections roll around again in a month. I’m hoping that the prospective candidates from the party I’ve voted for all my life will make some form of appearance.

  • In Betweeners

  • Elaborating on (or maybe not, it’s not my place to say) my ‘Between’ post yesterday, @matigo provided some nicely written (as-ever) insights into a modern curse..

  • Insurance

  • Car insurance: I got home today, opened the insurance company letter, and sat. Quickly.

  • Between

  • It would be fair to say that I’m between social networks. I don’t mean I’m not participating, no. I mean that I’m inhabiting the void between those I used to be active in. Ok, ok, I’m bouncing about in either the Venn diagram voids or the overlaps between services. Or both.

  • SIM

  • Last year, amidst a mood of indecision, I decided to move my expired phone contract to the UK’s budget MVNO ‘Giffgaff’. It’s cheap, user-friendly, 4G, and cheap.

  • Bugs

  • “Developing an application is not easy.”

  • Stripper

  • Yes, it’s that time of year again; we’re decorating!

  • Invisible

  • During winter the darker hours bring out the worst in people. I’m not talking about death, mayhem, increased criminality; it’s a simple as a disregard for child and personal safety.

  • Steps

  • A week and a half ago the Sony Lifelog app on my phone announced that I’d passed a milestone: 500,000 recorded steps.

  • Stand

  • Assembling a new, glass-shelved TV stand is very much like making love to, er…

  • Rubus cockburnianus

  • My wife was watching TV earlier; Monty Don, the gardening programme host, mentioned a flower variety and I’m assuming a caption appeared onscreen.

  • Sperm

  • As my youngest daughter started to read one of her homework reading assignment books, ‘Amazing Whales’, I have to admit I struggled mightily attempting descriptions before she got the book’s true facts.

  • Jetwash

  • My girls and wife went out to the craft shop earlier, getting stuff to decorate their Easter bonnets. I jetwashed the patio – this time with the lance rather than the usual brush with rotating jets.

  • Stony ground

  • A variation on a theme; a joke told to my daughters a few minutes ago:

  • Slumber

  • There’s a modern disease I share with a good proportion of the world. There’s not a massive social stigma attached to it these days yet all kinds of crackpot remedies are supposed to help…

  • Paralympics

  • Posting something about the upcoming Rio Olympics yesterday, I asked a question:

  • Olympics

  • It’s nearly 4 years since the London 2012 Olympic Opening Ceremony. 4 years. Wow!

  • Legacy (apps…)

  • I made a conscious choice to develop my 10Centuries.org app (10cbazbt3.py) in Python 3.x. Python 3.x was introduced in 2008, 2.x updates ended in 2010; 3.x seemed a logical choice.

  • Drink

  • Right now I feel as if I’ve melted. I’ve been drinking wine; half a bottle of a rather nice Merlot. It’s a ‘Turner Road’ or ‘Turner’s Road’ or something, my vision’s a bit blurry now too. I must also apologise in advance if this post makes more sense than the usual…

  • Haircut

  • The mobile hairdresser paid a visit today. She tidied the girls’ fringes and hair at the back, did something with my wife’s and, rather odd this; dropped a load of greying hair on our kitchen floor after she’d cut mine.

  • Documenting

  • I decided early to add comments to the code I’m putting together for my early-alpha application for the 10Centuries.org social network.

  • Plumbers

  • 3 plumbers were asked to quote for work – to replace 2 radiators. Here’s a mercifully shortened tale of woe…

  • Mothering Sunday

  • This Mothering Sunday (aka Mothers Day) we went to church – it was the Brownies’ and Ladybirds’ Flag parades too.

  • Snow

  • It snowed in Rochdale today, and Rochdale ground to a near-halt. My drive to work, a journey that normally takes around 20 minutes, took 2 hours!

  • Hello World

  • print ("Hello World")

  • Spacetime

  • I got married late in the third quarter of 2006, but this isn’t about anniversaries, family, lazing about in a tropical paradise, no; it’s about technology. Again.

  • Technology

  • The mists of time have of course dulled the memory, but it was the early nineteen seventies, was probably a very early, very basic, very Casio pocket calculator (replacing a slide rule) that started me off down the road to…

  • Maths

  • Not maths as such, more precisely pseudomaths:

  • Shi(f)t

  • During November 2015 I decided to start a daily journal – an activity which soon changed into an almost-daily series of blog posts. During the time since I’ve noticed a shift in the way I approach social media. I’m not sure I like it.

  • Twentynine

  • February 29 (Wikipedia) is a date that appears only during years divisible by 4 (with an integer remainder!) – apart from those divisible by 100 (but not 400) no, don’t stop reading…

  • Testy2

  • Finally, we have liftoff! A week-and-a-half in, and I’ve managed to configure a £30 computer andcreate a functional pair of shell scripts to post blithering idiocy to my test site/blog.

  • Testy

  • I’m annoyed that it’s still not working. My blog post build thing.

  • Insomnia

  • I’ve been asleep, honest! Knowing there would be a solution to my Raspberry Pi automation woes I started to search around 2am.

  • Engineer

  • A small number of us wear similar sweaters for work – similar in that they’re self-coloured and pleasantly form-fitting. Ok, in my case it’s because they’ve shrunk in the wash… (but that’s the subject of a previous, uncomfortable-for-me, blog entry here.)

  • Anticipation

  • Apologies for my absence from everywhere social for the last week. I haz bean programin stuf!!!2!¡

  • Nerdity

  • Another short one today; it’s been a ‘nothing’ weekend outside my ongoing Raspberry Pi playtime.

  • Git

  • A short one today. My nearly-week-old Raspberry Pi is now behaving, more-or-less.* Here’s a link to what I wanted to do, what I’ve done, and what I’ve actually accomplished so far.

  • Meh

  • Summary: Meh.

  • Uniform

  • What idiot would design a nurses uniform to make it more stylish, form-fitting, and ignore the fact that 2 separate machine temperature cycles are required to wash it effectively‽

  • Ruby

  • Ruby, I could tear my hair out!!

  • Nope

  • Another summary post, this of a wasted day:

  • Raspberry Pi!

  • Raspberry Pi update. Firstly, and finally, I bought one! The day before Valentine’s Day; the trembling anticipation of using ‘Amazon Prime Now’ proved too strong to resist. The delivery arrived 1-1/2 hours after my finger left the ‘Buy Now’ button!

  • Misc

  • I’ve not blogged for a couple of days, hence this ragtag collection of unconnected thoughts. Incidentally, I’ve set a target of a minimum of 5 a week. Easy. Really, it is.

  • NOW!

  • It’s 8:10pm.*

  • Tosser

  • Daughter 2:

  • Super

  • Another Super Bowl (50, not ‘L’) over, the serious business of me choosing a team begins.

  • Sweaters

  • I have 3 sweaters I wear at work; rotated in an unconscious pattern, washed to an irregular schedule.

  • Depleted

  • Not exactly a perfect storm of events, not by any means; nevertheless, we ran out of:

  • Deliveries

  • I’m sat on the toilet, right now.

  • Refill

  • My Fisher Space Pen leaked; the brand’s legendary status is in jeopardy! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

  • Backups

  • I have a NAS – a network-attached-storage device. Bought to serve photos and video and music to the family and cut our reliance on cloud storage, it has of course failed to live up to its potential.

  • Anthropomorphised

  • If you’ve ever watched a Disney or Pixar film you’ll know that cute little animals, hulking great animals, otherwise-inanimate objects such as teapots and desk lamps, and vehicles, all can occasionally spring to life possessed (I chose the word carefully) with human characteristics.

  • Valentine

  • In a couple of weeks time it’ll be Valentine’s Day. I’ll be buying a card and some flowers for my wife, and maybe even a small gift?

  • Bins

  • My wife had gone to work, I’d sent the girls upstairs to get ready for bed and clean their teeth, the cats and dog were fed. At a temporary loose end, the desire to create another podcast had simply grown too strong; I had to…

  • Meta

  • My grasp of the English language isn’t as wide, deep, or rounded as I’d like it to be. I know lots and lots and lots of words but occasionally some have meanings that elude me. Some long, some complex, some ridiculously short but tricky as…

  • Mortality

  • “Simple life good.”*

  • Hawaiian

  • ** Newsflash!! **

  • Rule 34

  • Yesterday I created and posted (if that’s the correct term) my first podcast. (It at least looks and sounds like one.)

  • Audio file

  • No, not a clever play on words, I’m simply linking an audio file to this post. And hoping it works.

  • Developing

  • I may have mentioned my programming days are >30 years in the past? Well they are. It’s not to say I haven’t dabbled in the last few years. Because I have.

  • Ruby dog

  • If you’re not following me on App.net you’re missing out on the occasional post about Ruby – our dog.

  • Sock monster

  • My youngest daughter is a Ladybird (a member of the local Rainbows – pre-Brownies.) Every week her mummy takes her down to the church hall, she participates, and then I collect her at the end of the session.

  • Todo list

  • Where do I start?

  • Status

  • A recent all-too-brief conversation prompted me to think about what defines the success of a social network.

  • Pineapple

  • ** Newsflash!! **

  • Beans

  • The story of Jack and the Beanstalk encompasses a great many moral lessons, chief of which is planting magic beans isn’t always the easiest path to riches.

  • Holidays

  • “I don’t want to holiday in the sun
    I want to go to the new Belsen
    I want to see some history
    ‘Cause now I got a reasonable economy”

  • Broken

  • A-aaand, just like that, both my blogging and cold toilet seat streaks (see my other blog) are broken.

  • Bowie

  • David Bowie is no longer with us.

  • Workflow

  • Here’s a screenshot of a mind map of my current blog posting workflow:

  • Reverie

  • I’m simply not going to list the deaths of well-known individuals during 2015/early 2016. Each has a place in my past, however small that place is. I have no doubt that all have enriched my life by some variable, though small, amount…

  • Ego

  • I have a new redirect from my vanity domain. The general structure, as of today, is:

  • Twitter10k

  • Twitter seems likely to announce an increase in its post character count, upwards from 140, sometime in the next few months. For many it’ll be a welcome move, especially given that 140 characters is artificially restrictive – a holdover from the time Twitter ran on the back of SMS messaging.

  • Cat

  • We have a dog. Ruby is lovely. Smelly, eats poo, she’s as mad as a box of…

  • ADNHackDay

  • App.net’s @lukasros asked a couple of days ago:

  • ThemeMonday 2016 January 11

  • In a new departure, I’m experimenting with a blog post to call ADN to choose our #ThemeMonday theme for January 2016.

  • Layouts

  • I have a Github Pages test blog, adapted from a repo I found on Github.com. It’s there simply to allow me to figure out how Git & Github work, to refamiliarise myself with basic HTML (and with Jekyll/yaml code), and to extend my very rudimentary knowledge of CSS.

  • Blogging

  • Blogging is simultaneously simple and complex. The simple bit is writing something interesting. Or simply writing. The complex bit is, er… a bit complicated, obviously.

  • Hitler

  • Yesterday I posted this on App.net:

  • New

  • Well here we are; at the time of writing another year has, for a large percentage of the world’s population, already expired. For the rest, the next is only a few weeks away.

  • Semicolon

  • 2015 was a year with a lot of downs, and I’ll be glad to see its end. Really. There were of course positives, but overall zero sense of balance.

  • Knife

  • During 2000 I visited the USA on an escorted coach tour. Part-way through we stopped at a tax-free shopping outlet; not a mall but one of those unpreposessing, drab buildings, the exteriors of which belie their contents.

  • Git

  • I have absolutely no desire to learn command-line Git; the available GUI-based tools are more than sufficient for me, and especially that installed on my Android phone.

  • SVG

  • I attempted to create an SVG file suitable for my test blog at bazbt3.github.io (or here if you’re reading it as a test!)

  • Wrapping

  • To be absolutely fair to her, my wife shouldered the burden of wrapping the presents prior to Christmas. Most at least.

  • Sales

  • The seasonal sales have already started. In fact, some have been going on, on-and-off, since the week before Black Friday.

  • Pudding

  • I just now had my Christmas Pudding. It was delicious, laced with brandy and, I think, rum, and covered with single cream – and ‘twas an individual-sized portion.

  • Fat

  • I’ve eaten too much over the last few days. For most in the western, developed world it’s an obvious thing to do at this time of year. Eat to excess, buy to excess, etc.

  • Jekyll-Now

  • My first blog post using jekyll-now repo. Yes, this is indeed a test.

  • Hello World!

  • My second (test) blog post using jekyll-now repo. This may work! Simply deleting the original file and expecting the blog to catch up did not.

  • Floods

  • Not much to say today apart from to mention the local flooding (thankfully not hyperlocal, i.e. not right here.)

  • Adventure

  • Adventure!

  • For the past few months, on and off, I’ve been running an adventure game – me as the Game Master* and @mlv (App.net) as the lone player.

  • It started, innocuously-enough, here.

  • Here’s a recent map.

  • It’s been fun making it as we go. Some stuff is planned, some off-the-cuff in response to Michael’s responses, some totally spontaneous, and nothing whatsoever that could be termed capricious behaviour on my part.

  • You know what, it remains fun!Therapeutic, though from/against what I do not know. And I don’t care.


    • Hah! If I knew what one was I… Ok, it’s my first time.
  • Charitable

  • How do you explain to someone, without actually explaining, that you will not buy their raffle tickets (all proceeds to local charities, prizes donated by local businesses) because you already gave more than your allocation for the month?

  • Paris

  • Life is complicated. Living it is easy. Put one foot in front of another, breathe in, breathe out, drink, blink, eat, pee, poo, sleep, work, play, laugh, cry. And then it’s over.

  • Baz’s Law

  • The probability that footnotes could be added to a social media post* whilst retaining meaningful content in at least 2 component parts is proportional to the number of available characters per new post but tends towards zero below 256.

  • Barrie Turner. (@bazbt3)

  • Version 1.0, 2015-03-09.

  • Flasher

  • I can only now bring myself to talk about it – such is the impact on my family.

  • On Sunday evening, wearing my trusty grey dressing gown, I flashed Mollie, our female cat.

  • Swinging dangly bits, hip sways, whatever real flashers do, I did, my wife looking on aghast. Mollie’s normally inscrutable gaze faltered a little before she rolled onto her back, hands clasped cutely at her chest, legs ‘akimbo.’ Cute.

  • To me it felt liberating.

  • Giving an added sense of perspective, Mollie is coming up to her 4th birthday – all-but 7 months spent in our home (assuming the dates we were given are appropriate.)

  • And then it happened.

  • “You do know you just flashed your daughter,” my wife said.

  • Ah.

  • Lubricant

  • We have a new liquid handwash. It’s supposed to be scientifically formulated to minimise odours but doesn’t quite get there. Now is not the time to mention the smells I’m…

  • Challenging

  • No. I’m not participating in a public fundraiser. I’m not challenging anyone else to do it, nor am I demanding they forfeit large sums of money if they fail.

  • A lot of people won’t bother to ask what the Ice Bucket Challenge is for, concentrating merely on the social dimension. A lot will do it and donate to their favourite charity. Most, I hope, will donate to the MND/ALS charity in their region – and have fun doing so.

  • There’s no sugar-coating this, so here goes.

  • Me? I’ve painful memories of my dad’s last days to battle with. It’s enough. Ok, so I donated £25 this time round. No fanfare, no fuss, just went online and pressed buttons.

  • There’s no escaping the simple fact that Motor Neurone Disease is a fatal disease. The odd exception stays around for longer than most but it’s not much of a life.

  • Nearly twenty eight years after his death in hospital some memories remain undimmed. Not the kind that return on seeing a nearly-forgotten photo. Not those based solely on the photo with no memory of the actual event, no. Powerful stuff.

  • After the diagnosis my dad knew. And knowing, he gave up, or at least that’s how I remember it. There’s no shame in that, no recriminations from the people he left behind. None.

  • When your wife and son have to wipe, wash, dry and dress you, when eating becomes difficult, when breathing becomes a strain, the very very worst thing remains – the mind is…

  • My dad did crossword puzzles when other pastimes became impossible. He did them in his head. Let’s face it, no longer being able to hold a pen can’t be much fun. He’d struggle to make himself understood when we filled the words in but upon completing the grid together the sense of achievement, the triumph, the bright eyes – if only for a moment – gave me an inkling of how important this achievement was.

  • I also remember the good times – that’s the important thing to remember here.

  • £25 seems a pitifully small sum of money to give, especially if the current massive outpouring of goodwill advances the understanding of MND/ALS and eases the suffering of those whose lives it destroys.

  • Please don’t make the mistake of thinking you can have a bucket emptied over your head and then give your money to just any charity – the biggest do not need your money right now. Cancer affects much greater numbers. Fighting cancer is important. Everyone I know has someone in their lives who’s survived, or succumbed to The Big C. Yet…

  • The effects of natural or man-made disasters are, nowadays, there for all to see – often within a scant few hours of the events happening. Such things are often forgotten a scant few hours or days later – there’s no personal connection thus the average human simply can’t grasp the impact.

  • More fleeting events such as, oh I don’t know, the continuation of famine and poverty worldwide caused by the diversion of funds away from those who need them most, cause me to stop and think.

  • Just after the shock of 9/11 I donated money, like many, to the American Red Cross’s appeal. My donation was misplaced. Blood donations had to be destroyed as the existing infrastructure was unable to cope. A vanishingly small percentage of the blood got through to 9/11 victims. Sure it swelled their coffers but…

  • I failed to donate after Hurricane Katrina wiped out much of e.g. New Orleans. If the richest country in the world cannot look after its own why should I, a man of moderate means living in the UK, even think of doing so?

  • There’s nothing wrong with donating time or money. There’s nothing wrong with feeling better that you’ve helped by giving money. I’m not going to get into ‘Liking’ or retweeting though – suffice it to say I know people who think pressing a button HELPS!

  • Right now it’s great that MMD/ALS is, even tenuously, high in the public’s consciousness. Don’t be an arse and say they’re ‘stealing’ from more established causes. Don’t try to justify your charity’s position by saying ‘no-one OWNS #icebucketchallenge.’ Some little person somewhere managed to do something innovative without the benefit of advertising departments and focus groups – and it worked. Just accept it.

  • There’s nothing wrong with a spur-of-the-moment donation either. On this 9/11 (ok, 11 September 2014) a Manchester, UK dogs home was the victim of a nasty, cowardly arson attack which killed around 60 and caused a massive surge in donations. By lunchtime the day after £622,000 (a cool million US$) had been raised. It easily doubled in the few days following – something that no-one could have predicted.

  • “Think first, donate later.” It’s how I operate now. I happen to believe it’s the responsible way to approach the thorny issue of wanting to do something good whilst staying within the confines of an ever-shrinking pot after all the bills have been paid.

  • School report

  • I like ‘The Internet.’ I like it a lot. I interact with an at-glacial-pace-decreasing-number of the myriad of services available ‘on’ it as I understand more about what I need from it. It wasn’t always thus but since Q1 1997 I’ve found it to be indispensable.

  • Glasses

  • My eyesight is deteriorating as I age. In the early nineties (last century!) I was short-sighted and experienced headaches whilst driving. Now it’s the long-sightedness of my advancing years.

  • We get regular eye tests at work but my urge to remedy the sight issue has fallen between the cycles. No problem, I bought my own – these. They have spring-loaded sides which, it has to be said, gave me some initial discomfort. Running boiling water over the sides and gently re-shaping to fit my unique head profile proved a permanent solution.

  • Now, I think they add an air of sophistication to my otherwise-morose appearance, and the design fits my needs very well. I can read comfortably and, if needs be, look up at my family or the telly without too much re-focus disorientation.

  • Voted yesterday

  • Yesterday, before work, I voted. In the greatest of British traditions I was able to make small talk with one of the sitting councillors (not up for re-election) and wished his candidate every success in the polls. Not that I was voting for the party. That was the easy bit – the area demographic made the result a foregone conclusion.

  • Voting tomorrow

  • We’ve got the local councillor and the European Parliament elections here tomorrow. I’ll be honest and say I’m thinking of voting UKIP. Taking their stated aims at face value and remembering all politicians lie is the key to my decision-making process. I’m all for saving the money currently used to prop up the economies of new entrants to Europe and helping Britain first.

  • Hand of shame

  • I have, like the vast majority of humans and humanoid creatures on this planet, a right hand. I’m naturally left-handed but the right is used frequently. Doors, steering wheel, scissors, shaking others’ hands… though the list is not endless, ‘versatile’ is a fair description

  • I Haz Laphroaig

  • This morning I badly needed a decongestant, so the timing of the gift could not have been more appropriate. Purists (and those who abhor the practise, however infrequent, of drinking alcohol before 10am) look away now…

  • I had it with hot water, maple syrup (the squeezy bottle of honey had solidified due to lack of recent usage,) sugar and a few drops of lemon juice (yup, Jif, from a bright yellow squeezy plastic bottle.)

  • Catharty-ism

  • My children’s discipline is a constant source of frustration to me. I’ve spent the last few years being consistent in my approach to it, even with the obvious discord it engenders. I’ve honestly thought I’ve being doing the right thing. Apparently not.

  • Computer book required

  • I don’t read enough. I bought 3 novels a few months ago with the intention of making time. Of courseit didn’t work! To help speed things along I’m thinking of narrowing my focus somewhat – to something I’m certain can start this process off. At the dawn of the UK’s home computer revolution I bought a book about computers.

  • Not a blogger

  • I’m not a blogger, not really. Why? I have a blog, I post stuff to it, I have extended periods of time without activity (in the blog and real life.) So, why do I consider myself not a blogger?

  • A sense of humour

  • My oldest daughter is often challenged by her homework – there’s way too much for a 6-year-old, but the school gets good results and we don’t want to rock the boat, at least not just yet. The latest batch has what I presume is an exercise related to imagination.

  • Ketchup

  • A potentially contentious post follows.

  • Dads Army mug

  • Here’s one of my favourite Christmas presents from 2013. On the face of it just an enamelled mug, but to me it’s much, much more than that. There’s a massive amount of symbolism going on here. Drinking from it in the comfort of my comfy armchair and surrounded by the comfort of our modern age I can nevertheless imagine myself transported back it time to…

  • Computer assistance required

  • Why do people ask for assistance with computer problems they haven’t solutions for? That’s an easy one to answer: so they can show off their superior ability.

  • Cake as a currency

  • This post was inspired by a comment from @neilco on the App.net social network:

  • Follow

  • I don’t follow everyone who follows me on App.net (or previously Twitter) for a number of reasons, all selfish. Here are a few:

  • On the date I’m writing this I follow 73 people on App.net. Sure it’s not a massive number, but it’s enough for now. Some are more prolific than others.

  • Important to note: I read my timeline daily. All of it. Sometimes it takes more than one day to get through it all.

  • I skip over some posts of course, but the key thing to remember is I have directed posts (the one side of conversations of people I follow) turned on. It’s a lot of posts.

  • I used to cite my now-practically-inactive Twitter account as evidence that I’m over-committed on social networks. That’s no longer the case but my reading strategy is unfortunately still based on that network.

  • So, if a user’s average post count is low I’ll follow.

  • One day I’ll figure this out but I’m such a nosy sod I reckon it’ll take a while. I hope this helps you understand why I may or may not follow you.

  • Thankyou for feigning patience!

  • Killed

  • All, ok, most old content is gone. I wasn’t really interested in keeping it. A late spring clean?

  • Alternatively: Oops!