Tuesday, 25 January 2011

Nothing to see here.

Ok so this isn't really a blog post. It's more the sort of thing I would put on twitter or facebook but I couldn't think of a way to put it in only a few words.

LOOK UP (Or at least across!)

Everyday I walk around and I see people looking at their shoes as they walk from place to place. As an outsider looking on it is simple the most depressing sight. Not only is it a horrific depressing sight but you miss so much of the world. Legs once told me that she saw such beauty in London just by looking up and enjoying the beautiful architecture of the streets. It is the same here. So many people in Gloucester (and elsewhere I'm sure) spend so much time looking at the floor that I doubt they actually realise they live in an impressive city.

I might add, to finish, that I am just as guilty as the next person for looking down but I am picking myself up on it now and looking around. I am looking where I am going too.... just appreciating the journey more.... ;-)

Thursday, 28 October 2010

Fuzzy duck

Flees lkie I am brniung the cadnle at btoh edns tehse dyas. Not atclualy a bad tihng. Beivele it or not I lvoe hanivg a flul lfie. My hsoue wrok - DIY - is gonig wlel, kruelintent.com wrok kpees cmiong in and affdnoirg us new tyos. The ltaest bnieg bliut in wbeadrors for Alfie's new room. Cionmg bcak to wrok afetr tinakg the 2 wekes off has been a bit of a sochk to the sytsem. Unsig my barin agian has tkean a cloupe of dyas to get uesd to. Charlie is a llitte dmnoiad toughh and, as wtih Alfie, Legs and I hvae lanedd suqrae on our feet trehe. He is ctue and entvrhiyeg you cuold hpoe for in a bbay. He splees as mcuh as I cloud hpoe wnaikg olny a cpolue of tmies in the nihgt. Nolamlry tihs maens I can cnuot on a good 5 hruos aleibt in 2 patrs... Need to get ctoronl of my lfie aiagn tuhogh now as I thnik if I crary on lkie tihs tehn brun out is jsut aurond the cnreor. At the smae tmie, in the bcak of my mnid, I konw the selep srotahge olny ltsas a few mhntos.

As you can see, my mind is a little muddled right now. I'm sure I'll get over it...



Champagne?

Saturday, 16 October 2010

security or popularity...?

I think I am reasonably safe to say that I was one of the first amongst my friends to use facebook. Back then there was a very different outlook on what constituted a good set of friends. There was only one rule. More is better. At one point, once I had added just about everybody I know I had approaching 200 friends... I should say at this point that I have never been one for adding total strangers. I think the most random person I ever added was another Tom Dyer who happened to go to the same university as me.

Since 2007, though, people have become very aware of the security side of facebook and how it all works to make as much information about you as possible available to as many people as possible. The most notable issue over security is that, for the most part, there is nothing you can do about the loopholes as it is down to your friends security settings....

This, in itself, wouldn't be a problem aside from the fact that in 2008 facebook went mental and just about half the planet went and got themselves an account. These were the peak days where it appeared to be a race to gain as many friends as possible. Of course, a lot of these people did no more than join up and poke people for a couple of weeks and then get bored with the whole thing. These are the problem people as they were never on-line to set appropriate security settings when all the changes to facebook happened in 2009. The changes that gave access to YOUR information through your friends.

In the past year or so my friends total has gone down from ~180 to a new low last night of 61 people. This doesn't mean that I have fallen out with 120 people but more I have decided that if you are my friend (or contact) on facebook but I haven't actually seen anything from you this year then I will take you off my contacts list.

I am thinking that in time - and probably soon. Facebook will instil enough confidence in its 'lists' that I can re-add all the contacts I have since removed and I can be sure the information I share to a certain set wont be seen by another. This confidence is still a way off though in my head so I am thinking better safe than sorry at the moment....

So. Right now quality is more than quantity....

Tuesday, 7 September 2010

2.5 hours to save the earth!!

Every evening at the moment is the same in my head. Every evening the same cheesy film quote rings in my head.

"Flash! Flash I love you but we only have 14 hours to save the earth!"



A little over the top maybe but time management is becoming a real fine art around this house. It is a fine art that, slowly but surely, Legs and I are getting pretty good at. Oh what it is to have a fab team mate!

The 2.5 hours, of course, refers to the time between Alfie going to bed and us getting some dinner down and us going to bed. Those 2.5 hours are sacred and vital. All jobs, big, small, loud or quiet must be done in those 2.5 hours. Last night, for example, I moved the office downstairs in preparation for the transformation from spare/junk room to Alfie's new haven. Tonight is actually my night off so at 9 I will be sitting down to watch my one regular TV show with a glass of wine. In the breaks of said show I will be changing the water on my fish tank... Aside from writing this blog I will also be spending 30 minutes before that writing some more code as kruelintent.com seems to have become very popular at the moment. Hell, I am not complaining. 2.5 hours a night is AGES!

The teamwork is vital. That much is true. All the day to day stuff could so easily swamp 2.5 hours that we would never move forward (Bullshit bingo #1) with the rest of the house. Projects are good but we have so many on the go at once it is often difficult to see the ends. This is all down to the timing of course. Some jobs, for example sorting the spare room, take longer than 2.5 hours and need to be done bit by bit. It is all to easy to pick the low hanging fruit (BB #2) and just do the washing up or banal stuff like that but as things stand we have just over a month until the family becomes 4 and we have a LOT to do to this house before it is ready. 2.5 hours a night is a lot but only if you don't want to relax. As of now I am also working on 5 different websites for kruelintent.com so I am finding a couple of evenings a week set aside for that too.

A friend of mine said to me "I always see your status' and you do so much!" - Whilst kind, this isn't strictly true. I/we certainly start a lot of jobs. Then they get finished at a rate the 2.5 hours allows. I mean hey! We are not trying to boil the ocean here! (BB #3)

With that, blogging time is up!! LOL! Time to code for a bit before CSI Miami....

NGTFOOMO

Kruelintent.

Thursday, 12 August 2010

What time is it?

I am sat here at my desk and I have just remembered that I was up at 1am this morning banging around in the dark trying to find a cup for some water to appease a screaming child. Isn't it funny what the brain decides to forget as useless pish. This little episode certainly counts. It is also pretty cool what the human body is able to do while otherwise pretty much asleep. In this case, get up, go down to the kitchen and get a cup of water, return to child's room, pick up 2 year old and take to mummy and daddy's bed for a calming drink, return 2 year old to bed and return to sweet sweet slumber.

In other news. The kitchen floor is finished * and I have a poker night tonight. Total unknown. £20 buy-in. 25-30 runners probably. We'll see. Haven't played live poker in a long time. I live in a world where the blinds go up every 3 minutes so a live (and deep stacked) tourney where they go up every 20 minutes might take a little adjusting to. I have my wingman going with me tonight and I also know one of the other runners as the manager of the Top Q snooker/pool/poker room here in Gloucester.

Need a holiday. Always need a holiday. Really looking forward to taking legs away for our 6th anniversay. 6 years. Wowza!

That's it. NGTFOOMO.

* Finished is a fluid term. Legs and I are really good at getting jobs to a 90% finished stage and claiming victory. TBC...

Thursday, 29 July 2010

A few Dilberts...

I read a load of blogs each and every day and I keep some posts that I like... Like thousands of other office people I read the Dilbert every day too. Here are some that have tickled me over the past few months...
















Wednesday, 7 April 2010

Affirmation

I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you
I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone

I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality
I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires

I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

I believe forgiveness is the key to your own happiness
I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed
I believe that God does not endorse TV evangelists
I believe in love surviving death into eternity

I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye