Archive for March, 2004
I would like the entire world to know that today, Alex was defeated single-handedly by me in a fair match of Star Wars : Galactic Battlegrounds.
Such was the swiftness of the crushing blow that there was enough time left of the lunch hour to start a re-match; a re-match that I am currently also winning.
Alex’s comment can not be printed here since it was a low mumble under his breath and I couldn’t make out what his excuse was.
If you knew how many times I have lost games to Alex with a 100% track-record, you would understand the importance of this event.
All hail me, lord and commander supreme of all strategy computer games ever in the universe; Destroyer of the weak, conqueror of land and sea. I think it may be time to retire from the game (tee hee hee…)
March 31st, 2004
Text on things
March 30th, 2004
Transformers porn
March 30th, 2004
Saturday was the first day of the photography techniques course. No actual photography (Or even touching of cameras) was done. The first hour was consumed by registrations and form-filling. The nice man who takes the course is a professional photographer who is employed by the college just to take that course.
As well as form filling, he took a note from each student of what their first ever bike was. Mine was a metallic blue grifter with rubber mudguards. The mudguards were important because you could kick them against the chunky tyres and make a loud motorbike noise racing around the streets.
I was expecting him to assign us some kind of homework like ‘take a picture of a bike’. He never did. He did assure us that he wasn’t a ‘bike fetishist’ though. Personally I had never even heard of bike fetishists before, so he obviously knows something about bikes that I don’t. I’ll let the reader come to their own conclusions. The information about our first ever bikes remains unexplainedly folded away in a little notebook.
By the end of the course we need to produce a portfolio of twenty-one photographs. I might post them here, I might not. Depends on wether I can scan them in or not. Also on wether they’re completely shite or not. Personally I’m going to go for twenty-one pictures of bikes. I have a feeling he won’t fail me if I do that, and let him keep them.
Next week, the task is to bring in two photographs that we may or may not have taken ourselves that are good or bad. I’m taking in nine, coz my pile of photos that I wish were better is too big to reduce to just two examples.
March 30th, 2004
Ever get that thing where you can’t be arsed blogging?
Don’t worry. It’ll pass.
In the meantime, here’s a list of things that happened to me lately.
Three-day weekend. Very good. Wedding in Dundee. Very good. Way over-the-odds Offer on the flat within the first week on the market. Very very good.
Back to work. Not so good. New shiny PC at work. Good, but curiously unthrilling. Perhaps I’m losing some geekiness.
Oh, oh! I forgot to mention the next installment in the continuing saga of the dog walker.
For new readers, the person who comes round at lunchtime to walk the dog was told not to bother any more because she didn’t bother doing it. She only came round on a Friday to collect the money. It was a terrible case of animal cruelty and daylight robbery.
Things have, however, gone from one extreme to the other. The nice lady who does it now couldn’t be better. She brought the wheely bin in for us. She even washes the dog’s bowl and tidies her bed. Best of all, she writes a full page of A4 about what doggie got up to that day. Every day. On the one day when she couldn’t find a pen, she recorded an answerphone message that lasted over a minute telling us of how much fun they’d had that day.
When we were at the wedding, we got a text message from the dog to ‘mummy and daddy’.
She’s bonkers, in a very good way.
Oh! It’s five o’clock. Time to go home and read up on the doggie’s adventures for today. I left a pen out especially.
March 29th, 2004
Sorry about that last post. Lesson is don’t leave the keys to your blog just lying around.
March 28th, 2004
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