| Wednesday, August 31, 2005 |
 | via Nedrichards - Linus Torvalds has launched the open-source Bitkeeper analogue, and it's called GIT. This means that a skilled user will be a GIT wizard. That doesn't make up for today, but it helps.
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| Thursday, August 25, 2005 |
| Nellie Wallace, invited to tour with the last music-hall show in Britain, refused point-blank to share a bill with Lily Morris. At first she explained this reluctance on the grounds that having two female comics on the bill was overegging the pudding. When reassured that her more patter-based style made them very distinct propositions, she responded that she was not sharing a bill with Morris "and her dirty drawers". The impressario, somewhat shocked, assured her that Lily's clothing was spotless. "On top" came the gnomic response.
This anecdote makes me inordinately happy.
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| Tuesday, August 16, 2005 |
| via WFMU I discovered Coyle and Sharp. The idea of collecting three hours of radio footage per day for broadcast the same night sounds like insanity. Chris Moyles produces three hours of radio a day, I suppose, but is a) interspersed with music, b) quite clearly in the pay of Satan and c) surrounded by imps.
Elsewhere, Zoe Williams on anti-drinking campaigns is unexpectedly readable, if afflicted by tics that no sub-editor should be bullied into tolerating:
Where's the win here? It can only be financial. And this is the way government health broadcasts work these days - they flog off playing fields, then spend a fraction of the profit telling us to exercise more. They drag their feet on a smoking ban, then spend a minuscule amount of tobacco duty telling us fags make us impotent.
Oh, and that last-minute resolution to the deadlock over the Iraqi constitution didn't happpen. More disappointingly, Ricky 'the Dragon" Steamboat also failed to run into the assembly with a steel chair to help out and clean house.
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| Wednesday, August 10, 2005 |
| Given the amount of work that goes into selling PCs, I always find the announcements of insolvency that replace their sites to be a bit drab. Why not at least have a flash intro, possibly of a couple of glum-faced punters reluctantly pushing their hands down a toilet in pursuit of vanishing banknotes?
Elsewhere, is there any really good reason why I shouldn't buy this? Ah yes, not Mac compatible. Swine.
The loss of human is never amusing, but it must be said that there are better ways to go.
Human unhappiness and relationship problems are also never amusing, but people who are friends with Julie Burchill don't deserve to be happy.
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| Monday, August 08, 2005 |
| How blessed I am, to find a copy of the Sun discarded on the train this morning! Although the desire not to look like a racist, hate-filled shitbird has so far limited my reading opportunities, I must share two beautiful moments with you, my fortunate chums:
1) On the letters page, a missive praising the paper for its 10 Ways to Make Britain Great Again campaign, which as I mentioned before veers wildly from picking up litter to suspending the Human Rights Act (a land fit for heroes to be held without charge). By no means unique, this one stands out for its description of the Government as "our politically correct Government".
How in the Blue Hell, I ask myself, can it be a bad thing for a government to be politically correct?
2) On the centre pages, a side article. I imagine, based on no reading beyond the title, that it describes a person who, suffering from some form of mental disorder, had been shot by armed police while waving a samurai sword. However, their choice of headline - SAMURAI NUT SHOT has unwittingly given me the name of my new finishing move.
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| Friday, August 05, 2005 |
| Meanwhile, cleaning behind the ears of the Internet:
Remarkably, viruses for Windows Vista are already being written.
One day, Papa found Clem sleeping with his eyes open.
I have to say, the Placentero chair looks rather good to me. Unfortunately, the makers, Brion Arte Industrial, have one of the most irritating sites I have ever seen. All I want to do is buy the damn thing. Although, of course, I am in fact only sublimating my desire for an Eero Aarnio ball chair, which I feel ultimately to be the way forward.
Dick Cheney's managerial style compared to that of Hitler in the Fuhrerbunker. I always wondered what they called the Fuhrerbunker before Hitler moved in. The Voorfuhrerbunker?
What we cannot speak about we must pass over in silence.
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