God, the weekend weather was just too much to bear bare. I spent yesterday sitting on a balcony drinking beer and plenty of water whilst I smoked up a few of my fathers cigars.
It was almost too hot to do anything else. So I didn’t. Which the poor souls in Victoria didn’t get a chance to do.
I don’t want to quote a count or anything or tell you that it’s the worse natural disaster to hit Australia, all I want to do is point you to the Salvation Army website and ask that you give some to them so they can give some more to others.
Hey, remember I posted that thing about Australia’s Most Interesting People Who Use Twitter To Be Interesting With?
Well, turns out I might have been wrong about thinking they weren’t very interesting. I mean, now I know that Chris Cornell just had shrimp, I don’t think I will find anything interesting ever again.
How are you? I hope you are well. How is Sarah? She doing okay too? Hope so.
Anyway, reason I am typing this is to let you know that I seem to have birthed a monster.
See, I have this friend and she used to have similar tastes in music to me. Then I started thinking for myself and felt that Chris Cornell was not the greatest rock vocalist in the world (that would be Mike Patton) and we stopped talking for too long. Oh, I am came out about my love for all things electronica related. And Roxette. And she moved to Sydney. And years became a gaping chasm between us that only Facebook could bridge.
Fast forward to the post Facebook world of reconnecting and I felt that I was limiting myself to music that was predominately beeps and bloops and stuff, so I asked her to recommend a metal or rock album to me. In fact, I asked her to review a record that she was pretty sure I wouldn’t have heard and to sell it to me hard.
I think anyone who knows me in the flesh & blood world knows that I am not very happy with my current employment situation. They probably know I am looking for work elsewhere.
Thing is, whilst my work day is a total slog and I cannot stand going into the office anymore, it is really only the fault of a single client and my boss’ inability to deal with them properly. They make demands, we cower and comply and when we ask for money, they decline. They are also quite stupid and some of their expectations seem to be torn out of a childhood copy of a book written by two brothers with the surname of Grimm.
Anyway, today’s little rant is over a security report that was commissioned and carried out a couple of weeks ago. The report apparently came back with a couple of big ticket items that need to be rectified quickly. So the client has asked us to provide a schedule and project plan to do that.
I asked if we could see the report, you know, so we could work out exactly what the issues were.
They came back and said we could see the report after they get the project plan.
OMG! This magazine is the shizz. Seriously, dudes. Awesome! LOL! Classics lecturer (M, 48). Possibly out of his depth with today’s youth. KTHX! Box no. 2680.
I like good design. Do you like good design? If so, check out Olly Moss. He has a bunch of Threadless shirts to his name and he is (very possibly) a good designer.
Check out his re-imagining of classic film posters:
This is the year that I simplify and reduce the number of active obsessions. Of my (many) obsessions one regards shoes and another concerns jeans. If I could combine the two (and I think in a perfect world I would be able to) I would.
But I don’t live in a perfect world. Thing is though, Sebastian Errazuriz does. See:
