I’m not sure what made me think this, really… I was just pondering all the ‘dead’ sites out there. There are loads of ’em. There’s a site out there by me, actually, that hasn’t been updated for six years, but still exists. (Just a fan site on Geocities. I’ve long since been unable to access it.)
Read More »Macabre Thought
I haven’t looked at my search requests for a while. Most of them come from Google, and I get quite a lot of them these days, even if my regular readership has remained fairly static.
Here are the searches I’ve had since around 10pm last night (w/my comments added):
CHEZ CHRISSIE
Presumably, someone who knows this site’s title/URL, but prefers to surf in from Google rather than use a bookmark. Bizarre.
Read More »Searching Again
My host, Datasnake, moved to a new server over the weekend, so you might have noticed a few hiccups and slight weirdness. Movable Type grumbled… Read More »We Resume Normal Services
You have to love George Bush. He has an innate crudeness that is almost charmingly primitive. But not quite. The latest news is, he apparently wants to know WHY no WMDs were found in Iraq.
Well, Dubya, old buddy, that sure is a toughie. My only suggestion is: take a wild guess. It might just save you an extra few million bucks.
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I have to say that John Lydon is tremendously entertaining on the latest I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here, in what is otherwise a pretty tired lineup. This, from someone who never liked the Sex Pistols. Then again, I had few thoughts about anarchy when I was seven or eight years old; the attitude probably seems more relevant today. Maybe I should go buy a copy of Never Mind the Bollocks…
Read More »He Ain’t No Human Being
I’ve been tempted to write a lengthy ramble about the so-called Hutton Report, it being one of the few things sparking my attention in the news… but, nah, I’ll be brief (I think).
What does this report mean, anyway? Are people getting confused about the Lord in Lord Hutton? It doesn’t mean Lord as in God, you know. In my opinion, for a report of this kind to carry any kind of weight, it needs to be the result of analysis by panel (in the same way that a trial verdict is reached by jury). Even that hardly ensures true objectivity—whatever that is—but it’s probably the best we can hope for.
One man’s allegedly objective analysis simply isn’t good enough, particularly when he admits the ‘scope’ of the report is so limited as to rob the process of any genuine context. Aw, who needs a context anyway? Hilarious.
Read More »Report Schmeport
Noticing that some people still look here every day, it seems almost churlish to be neglecting this place. But I really haven’t had anything interesting… Read More »Whatever
Speaking of all this design stuff… actually, I do have a serious problem. A problem that would make it hard for me to even do a new logo for this site, for instance.
The logo at the top of the page (at the time of writing!) was done in Photoshop 4.0 on my old computer. It was nothing fancy; two gradient fills stitched together, Black Chancery font stretched vertically a little bit, standard emboss filter. That’s as fancy as my logos get, anyway.
Then: new computer, not running Win98 but WinXP. It doesn’t like Photoshop 4.0. It hangs/exits very frequently on load and save of images. I’m sure this is due to the age of the software. So now I’m stuck with a thing called PhotoStudio (I think it came with my old scanner), which works fine but is frankly crap!
Read More »Okay, So What Do I Do?
I’m not sorry to see 2003 go. It was in some ways a significant year… we got the house move situation sorted out, finally, and I made the arguably foolish decision to kiss Der State Benefit System goodbye because I no longer felt my life was my own…
That said, I can no longer define a year as a unit as precisely as I felt I once could. Each year once appeared to have a particular ‘personality,’ which no longer seems to be the case (to me). Well, after all, a year is just an arbitrary unit of measurement, so the former impression was probably illusory.
Read More »Does a New Year Mean Anything?
Bob Monkhouse has sadly died. I heard it on a radio playing in the background this morning while I was out and about. Immediate thought: ‘Shit.’ It wasn’t a great surprise, but I was hoping his treatment would give him a bit longer.
Read More »Bob Monkhouse, R.I.P.