They say that careless talk costs lives. Well, I want the head of whoever called at 8pm tonight. Allow me to elucidate. At 8pm tonight, I was attempting to get the youngest of my two sons to bed. Jeremy, just over one year old, was in my arms, just dropping off as I gently rocked ... [More]
Category: Friends and loved ones
GP or not GP
Utter tragedy at the Formula 1 Grand Prix today. My mate Mick was forced to break the tradition of two years, because he couldn’t hold his usual GP party at his flat. It’s just near the track, with a roof garden, so you get all the atmosphere – the helicopters, the noise from the cars, ... [More]
Where’d the month go?
Good grief, only two diary entries this month? What can be happening? Well, given that I spend most of my working day at a keyboard staring in front of a screen, I try to limit the amount of time I spend at home doing this, and this month, just like every month since October, much ... [More]
Very Important Photocopy!
My mate Brian flew out to LA today with his fiance. She’s American, they’ve been rushing around getting papers together for an immigration application. On Friday night we were trying to work out where to get something photocopied – we ended up driving up to K-Mart at Chadstone! Ten minutes before the place closed, and ... [More]
Christmas yesterday for me was one of the all time great Christmasses. Everything went brilliantly. We started with a picnic at Point Ormond, letting the breeze coming off the bay keep us cool in the heat. When it got too hot and windy to stop the food blowing around the park or to keep playing ... [More]
Baby Jeremy poked his head out into the world at about 6:47pm on Thursday the 12th of February 1998. About three minutes later, the rest of him came out into the world as well, and he’s been here ever since. He weighed 4060 grams. This of course means nothing to anybody, not even here in ... [More]
No baby news yet. The due date is still a week away. In theory, he could arrive any day, but only he knows that. Today at work Ive fallen victim to Rafflemania. One guy came around selling tickets for a Football Club raffle. The prize? 500 cans of beer. Thankfully, you can take the cash ... [More]
The weeks ahead
Well, on Tuesday it’s D-Day. Driving Test day. At the grand old age of twenty-seven and a half, I’m finally (hopefully) going to get a driver’s license. Something that most people do when they’re about ten years younger. Ah well, I guess I’m a late bloomer. To give me every advantage possible, I’m thinking of ... [More]
Start of week seven. As of 3pm, no PCs. At this point, most of us gave up for the day and went home to continue surfing oops errtechnology investigation on our own PCs. (Maybe we can charge the client for electricity?) We’ve decided to compare our situation to those onboard a ship. The iceberg was ... [More]