This is another great mac development story - about the Graphing Calculator: "It's midnight. I've been working sixteen hours a day, seven days a week. I'm not being paid. In fact, my project was canceled six months ago, so I'm evading security, sneaking into Apple Computer's main offices in the heart of Silicon Valley, doing clandestine volunteer work for an eight-billion-dollar corporation."
I just got a mail from Transport for London:
“Dear Mr Deane,
Please note Tufnell Park station will be closed all day 27 December until 19:00 on 31 December 2004.”
This is presumably based on them noticing that my Oystercard has been used at Tufnell Park quite a lot recently. I haven’t told them that I’ve moved to Tufnell Park, so there’s no other way that they could know - I think!
Interesting… and in this particular case I must say bloody useful to know that my local station will be closed.
Somehow I don’t think we rate Eagle status…
We’ve moved anyway. Only temporary (looking after a house & cat), so most of our stuff is piled into an 100 square feet storage unit!
Very zen (not the storage unit, but life without it’s contents). Or it would be, if this house wasn’t full of pictures of cats, statues of cats, rugs with cats on, cat shaped soap, cat mugs, cat… well you get the picture. Still, after this I plan to move to a cave somewhere and become a hermit (as long as the cave has broadband).
The house is great anyway (thanks Ellen!), but the best I can say about the process of moving is that we’re still alive, mostly due to the sterling efforts of Svein, Cate, Chris, Danny and our mums! A big thank you one and all.
I was just reading some old papers about Self, and was wondering about the relationship between Self and Dylan (my favourite language).
I’d quite like to print it out and put it on my wall, but I don’t think I’ve got a large enough wall…
I recently visited the site for the Institute for Public Policy Research.
What is the first thing I see?
“ippr is the UK’s leading progressive think tank”
Oh dear. If there’s one thing I can’t stand (and believe me, there are many more than one) it’s organisations which claim to be “The UK’s favourite…”, “The world’s best”, “London’s leading…”.
According to who exactly?