OK, so I took this blogging lark up as it was posted as a Favourite Thing on SimonG.org. I’ve somehow made it last a few months but, as you can tell from the recent infrequency of postings, it’s starting to wear a tad thin. There’s only so much I can bore y’all with, so I’ll quit whilst I’m still (vaguely) ahead.
I think it may be due to the fact that I really do prefer being outdoors ‘n’ healthy as opposed to being indoors ‘n’ pale ‘n’ pasty which, I hasten to add, is fine for them as like that sort of thing but it ain’t really for me. Also, I don’t think I can post much more without getting to in-depth about myself, which really would bore y’all to death.

I may well pop back occasionally, I’ll certainly still be contactable, but the call of the wild is too strong.

G’bye now.

Omally.

‹Takes a massive swerve to the right to avoid jumping over that 30ft Great White that’s lying in the way›

Don’t you just hate it when you have something buzzing ’round inside your head that you just can’t sort out? If thoughts were flies, then I have one bouncing off the inside of my skull and, like a stupid fly, it can’t find the open half of the window to escape. Not that I have a window in my head, of course. That would be silly.
The annoying thing, of course, is that I can’t pin the bugger down to analyze and therefore solve it. I don’t even know what this random thought/fly is about, I just know it’s there, buzzing away (which isn’t helped in the slightest by the echo-cho-ho) quite blissfully unaware of its full potential.
Maybe it’s a stunning new concept in account management software (lit. throw all the paperwork on the fire and wait a few days for someone to scream at you - that way you know which customers are more “important” and can ignore them), or maybe it’s a dim realisation of insufficient input, so far, into what is loosely termed “real life”.
Ah yes, I’m getting something now. There’s someting missing, something important. I daresay I’ll get more clues in good time. If I ever work out what’s missing, I’ll let y’all know.

Ah! My pint pot is empty! That must be it!

‹Tcshhhhh tinkle glug-glug-glug-glug-glug-glug-glug-glug-glug swiiii-ii-ig “Ahhhhhhhh”›

Outside of work, I have a vey small to-do list. It runs thusly:

Rebuild my website and move my blog there.
Drink some booze. (WIP)
Learn to play “Romeo and Juliet” by Dire Straits.
Drink some booze. (WIP)
Learn PHP (see item 1)
Drive out the little pixies that inhabit, and indeed inhibit, my every waking moment.
Drink some booze. (WIP)
Build a Trebuchet.

Should only take a few months, at the outside.

Night all!

‹Snores gently in blissful slumber›