Wednesday, March 31, 2004
He's a legend, apparently. So, rather than ignore the hype from the past 20 years, I thought I'd listen to a show. So I downloaded one with BitTorrent, and gave it a go. It's ok. Nothing special. I'll give it a few more listens.
Also, that new advert on TV, where the woman walks down the road, and gives everyone bottles of Coke. It's like, "all the world's problems, solved! Thanks to coke! Yay coke!" What now? Hand out bottles in Iraq? See if you can spread the sugary goodness? Christ...
Monday, March 29, 2004
Just got asked if I want to go and help out on a school trip to the Lake District this May. This sounds kinda cool but I'm not sure if I'll have to help out with snivelling kids being sick everywhere. I have to decide by tomorrow, so, hummm. Also will my mum moan at me being away for a week. Maybe my grandparents are coming that week.
My server at work is FUCKED. And they wont buy me a new one. If they continue to moan while not giving me the resources they need, they can fuck off. Also, if anyone knows what the following error code from the NT4 Server event log means, let me know, because it's DOING MY FUCKING HEAD IN:
Event ID: 2000
Description: The server's call to a system service failed unexpectedly.
0000: 00 00 04 00 01 00 54 00
0008: 00 00 00 00 d0 07 00 c0
0010: 00 00 00 00 43 00 00 c0
0018: 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00
0020: 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00
0028: c5 0b 18 05
0000: 00040000 00540001 00000000 c00007d0
0010: 00000000 c0000043 00000000 00000000
0020: 00000000 00000000 05180bc5
Thursday, March 25, 2004
Going bowling on Friday. I do hope this particular person is there, but also I don't, because I don't want to be embarrassed and feel like a prick.
I might just be a recluse for the night.
So, some clever statistics type people at Liverpool University have found that the longer a horses odds of winning the Grand National, the less of the course it completes. Link
WELL FUCKING DUH!
Isn't that the whole point of bookmakers odds? They give the shorter odds to the better horses? Jesus Christ, why the hell is money spent on stupidly dumb research like this. They could have just toddled down to William Hill's and asked to speak to Dodgy Tony behind the counter, for his in-depth analysis.
Wouldn't the money spent on this frivolous endeavour have been spent better elsewhere?
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
So, the day started off really well, it was nice and sunny, the summer months are approaching, and the warm rays were hitting my face through the bus window as I sat reading the paper on the way to work.
Last night before I left work I turned off all the servers and workstations so that the electricians could test them early in the morning, and I could turn them back on before the morning started. Only, it didn't quite go to plan.
I had a disk check scheduled, so, it took 90 minutes to run through it before crashing out anyway with an insufficient memory message (I mean, wtf? On startup? Crazy...) - so that was abandoned. Server up, everyone happy.
Then, I got told by someone putting new equipment in that they couldn't get to the server. I think, "uh oh," and leg it upstairs. The server is fine. I check the comms cabinet. It's fine, and there are lights in the right places. All good. I run to the other comms cabinet. I see electricians there. Who tell me they turned it off to check it.
And at that moment, Adrian leans out of the computer suite to tell me they are having network problems.
So, kids lost their work, i get fucking angry, electricians get it in the neck for not telling me before doing important stuff like that.
And who gets it in the neck, ultimately. Muggins here. Anything is always my fault. The buck stops here, just because I'm the computer guy. It doesn't matter if the problem is external or not my fault, it just turns out to be my fault in the end.
Also, I had to move a computer trolley today up a flight of stairs. I did have help, but it was heavy. Oh, and photocopier jams. Oh, and having to apply some UV paint stuff called Smartwater to every piece of equipment we have here, which is going to take me weeks. And I have the resource register to update.
Basically, I've had a shit day and I want to go home. And I can in 2 hours and 5 mins.
Everyone else is in a bad mood today as well, for one reason or another. I think everyone is just waiting for Easter.
Roll on the holidays, I've had enough of this shit.
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
If you haven't seen this already, it's a competition started by the Move On organisation [www.moveon.org
] to spur people into making political advertisements to get their point across. The fact that Bush has funding directly from his Government to pay for his political campaign, whereas other competitors have to rely on donations, is grossly unfair and allows for a skewed viewpoint. The purpose of this competition was to get people to make low-budget films that were high on creativity and to get them out to people where they can be shown (they are all released under GPL-Like licenses).
Some of them are brilliant, well recommended for people into film making and media issues: [www.bushin30seconds.org
Controversial topic time!
So, one of the members of Big Brovaz was fired from the band because he was caught with drugs on him. Good riddance, i say.
If there was any doubt that rap, r&b, and hip hop, specifically around the black community, was infested with crime and violence and drugs, this should go some way to erasing it. And, I'm only saying what a lot of people are thinking. It's not racist. Racist is inciting hatred on someone for no valid reason other than the fact that they are different from you. If I was racist, I wouldn't have black friends. The thing is, a lot of them agree with me! Like I said, this isnt racist, this is different. This is looking at the evidence that is all around us, in the media and on our streets. Maybe its a poverty thing, or something to do with a bad upbringing, but really, they aren't doing themselves any favours when stuff like this happens. Oh, and it's not just the black community, I'm wrong there. It's also the pasty faced inner-city white boys that are trying to be well 'ard and black. They're just as bad.
Who'll bet me money that there'll be more of this kind of thing surrounding rap, r&b, and hip hop artists? I should patent that So Solid Bingo game I came up with a few years ago. Everytime one of them is arrested you tick them off, and you get a prize for the corners, a line, or a full house. I want to see it being sold this Christmas. Fun for all the family!
Sunday, March 21, 2004
Mothers Day, and other things
I took my mum to the zoo today, a rather random thing to do, but it was a really good day, apart from the rain and wind :( I took some pictures too, and they can be found in the gallery. Of course, I have been running around all day doing all those jobs my mum would normally do. She is ordering me around like a drill sargeant. All i need now is a uniform and a gun and I can get that proper Army experience...
Oh, and I made a complete prick of myself on Friday night, go me! But I won't go into it, because it's too traumatising. Also, I'm embarrassed :P It involves a lass, and that's all you need to know.
Weekends go so quick now :( I hate the fact that I have work tomorrrow, and I'm getting really depressed, On the plus side, it's a short day, and I have lots of holidays. So yay that.
Mmm, cheese and crackers *munches*
Friday, March 19, 2004
On the insistance of *THREE* separate people in the space of 10 minutes, i signed up to ateaseweb.com's webforum
. It's a radiohead website, which is good. And the people there are very nice! Which makes a change from the OTHER
web forum I post on.
AsylumNet test link approved, IRC server now running at Reading.UK.EU.AsylumNet.Org on ports 6660-6669
I am 51% Internet Addict
I am pretty addicted, but there is hope. I think I'm just well connected to the internet and technology, but it's really a start of a drug-like addiction. I must act now! Unplug this computer!Take the Internet Addict Test at fuali.com
Thursday, March 18, 2004
Test link accepted, irc.beergut.net on the usual ports.
See you on there.
Wednesday, March 17, 2004
My first official bollocking at work
Well, not really a bollocking. More a "for future reference, dont ever do that again".
A teacher asked me if there was a spare printer lying about, because he had a shitload of printing to do, and needed one in his classroom. I knew that a computer was being relocated to somewhere more useful, and that it had a printer attached to it. The printer didnt really work on this machine, and probably wouldnt be needed at its new location. So, I told the teacher he could have that printer.
One of the deputy heads finds out, and im told in a calm, but authoritive tone, that other teams might have needed that printer, and that all of this should have been cleared by her, and by my line manager. The problem is, in this place, everyone is so friendly that people regularly come directly to me instead of my manager, and I do jobs for them. It shouldn't be this way, but thats the kind of friendly working environment I'm in.
So I think I'm in trouble, but the teacher saw the deputy head and talked to her, and really, it's his fault for not going to my manager, and being too demanding. So, I'm rattled, feeling a bit naive, but I'm ok, on the whole.
Still, I've managed 13 months without so much as a dodgy glance or comment from anyone, so I've done ok.
Two subjects I wanted to touch on briefly.
In Saturday's Independent there was a supplement about money, and how to save it. It looked at something that has come to be known as "The Latte Effect" - the hidden cost of living. Basically, this boils down to all those coffee's, sandwiches, newspapers, little bottles of mineral water, pointless magazines, etc., that we buy every day without thinking, not noticing how much it all costs.
As an example, this morning, I bought a bottle of milkshake, and a packet of crisps. Sometimes, I don't even feel hungry, I just buy these things for the sake of buying them. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's a sign of independence. I know, from my own experience, that when I started getting more independent with life, ie, when I started work, when I started not relying on my mother, and so on, that I started to do my own thing. It was like, "Yes! I have arrived! I am now an adult! Let me spend my hard earned cash!" - you get the idea.
Maybe we're all trying to be middle class. Certainly, as I leave work to go to the bus stop, I pass a newsagents (where I sometimes buy my middle class quality paper), a bakery (where I buy a ready made sandwich, just to save time, and not always because I am hungry), and a local supermarket (where I may treat myself to a few bottles of beer or a bag of doritos for later). But, I don't truely NEED these items. It's just another expression of how I feel I now belong in the world.
There are lots of categories for the cost of living, amount spent on rent, or taxes, or mortgages, or utility bills, but there's no category entitled: "Meaningless shit that we buy every day to indulge ourselves" - perhaps there should be. It really hits your wallet hard, and it's why I get to the middle part of the month with not a lot of money left, and it leads to me relying on friends an awful lot, which isn't fair. I mean, I always pay back what I borrow, but i don't like that kind of reputation, it leads to people thinking badly of you. Hence, I need to be more careful with my cash.
So, as you leave work tonight, or school, or whatever, and you're passing the shop, instead of buying that sandwich, wait till you get home, and MAKE yourself one, for 1/6th of the cost. You'll thank me for it when you get to the end of the month and you aren't skint.
Secondly, the newly discovered object way way WAY out beyond Pluto. Named Sedna, it's so far out from the Sun that it takes 10,500 years to orbit. However, because of its orbital intricacies (highly-inclined orbit to the ecliptic plane, a VERY eccentric orbit (closest approach, 70 AU, furthest *900 AU*), there is some confusion over whether it's actually a planet, and I agree.
However, if you look at the commonly used defintions today, for determining if an object is a planet or not, then, there could very well be a case for excluding Pluto from the official list of planets, and I agree with this also. Indeed, Pluto, and its "moon" Charon, could well be classified as a double planet system, because they orbit a central point in space between the two, rather than one orbiting a point of mass inside the other (as our own moon does). But because they have a high inclination, and an eccentric orbit (coming inside Neptune sometimes), they are more likely Kuiper Belt objects, cold lifeless worlds that are remnants of the early formation of the Solar System (ie, they didn't come together to make something kick-ass).
Last time there was a debate about this, it caused uproar. And besides, if there is a 10th planet, how will all the astrologers feel, knowing that they missed the movements of this "planet" and how much influence it has on our lives. They'd be out of a job!
There needs to be a clear definition layed down by the International Astronomical Union, because if one doesn't arrive soon, you'll get a major split in the astronomical world. Schools are going to be teaching different numbers of planets, (8, 9, or 10), and you'll get some astronomers counting more objects than others. Oooh it'd be like a great big fight.
Still, a pretty cool find, and all of this really does make me consider just how amazingly, hugely, infinitessemely large the universe is, and what could be out there.
Alternatively, we could all be living on a great big computer, made by rats, and Douglas Adams could be right.
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
People leaving my computer rooms untidy annoy me.
People asking for things 5 minutes before they need them, instead of the day before, annoy me.
The person in the newsagent that stared at me like I was insane this morning, just because I bought a copy of the Independent. He annoyed me. I'm a working man of the world that likes to keep abreast of world affairs! So I'll buy my paper with pride! I feel old though. It's like, paper buying age. And it wasn't a tabloid. Makes me feel like I'll be buying pints of milk next at the same time. Ugh. I wanna be 5 again.
Dido is at V Festival this year. What the FUCK. The Pixies and Muse are there too, so I'm still gonna go, but her MOR easy listening warblings have no place at a rock/alternative music festival.
I'm being lumbered with more photocopying and it's doing my nut in tremendously.
The new Spanish PM has said the Spanish troops in Iraq will be pulled out by June if the control hasn't passed over to the Iraqis. And this has absolutely NOTHING to do with the train bombings, nothing at all. Bullshit it doesn't.
You know they are doing compact versions of broadsheet newspapers. Do they play with the layout to make it fit, or do they just shrink the image of each page. That'd be a piece of piss. Also, even though the compact versions of papers are smaller, and hence, use less paper and ink, they are the same price as the broadsheet ones. This isn't fair!
I'm still addicted to milkshakes.
Andy, Jon, and Mark have gone to Amsterdam for 3 days. Lucky wankers.
The Russian election was the most one-sided affair ever. The state controlled media (ie, run by Putin) gave little or no coverage to the other candidates, thus making their campaigns very weak. Clearly, this has to be addressed, and some European observers say this reflects badly on the country.
I need a new desktop background. *Looks*
We're all going to the Pleasure Beach this weekend! Hooray!
All out of ideas now...
Monday, March 15, 2004
My life has been rated:See what your rating is!
Heh, I'm aiming for 15 next time!
Which Annoying Two Towers Character are You?
I can live with this. Girls think Frodo is cute.
I am 32% Geek
You probably work in computers, or a history deptartment at a college. You never really fit in with the "normal" crowd. But you have friends, and this is a good thing. Take the Geek Test at fuali.com
Amazing. I thought I'd be MUCH higher than this.
Which OS are You?
OS/2 Warp? What the FUCK. How embarrassing.
Another quiz shamelessly stolen off Ambers blog...
Firstly, mum phoned. Shes ok. She found a lump but the doctor can't see anything wrong, she has to go back in 2 weeks though just to make sure.
Now, another quiz I stole from Amber:
First job: Booth's Supermarket, general dogsbody.
First best friend: Daniel Gatti in high school, never really had friends before that.
First car: Never had one.
First real kiss: Teresa. Christ on a bike, I hoped never to think about her again.
First screen name: TheHustler. I'm slowly phasing it out in favour of Mark, apart from when gaming. I don't need to hide anymore.
First self purchased album: (What's The Story) Morning Glory by Oasis. An absolute classic.
First funeral: Hmm. My dad.
First piercing/tattoo: Haven't got one of either.
First credit card: Never had one. They are evil.
First enemy: George Dickson in primary school. Utter wanker he was.
First Crush: Vivian Clavering in high school. She was smart, she was funny, she was artistic, she was perfect. And she wasnt interested in me in the slightest ;-)
First big trip: Calais, France, when I was about 4.. Don't really remember.
First music you remember hearing in your house: Some shitty 80's song I guess. I try to block the whole of the 80's out from my mind.
Last Cigarette: Tried it when I was 15. Fucking hated it. Ugh.
Last Alcoholic Drink: A pint of Boddingtons Bitter at The Blue Room on Friday night
Last Car Ride: Well, i took the bus to work this morning, does that count?
Last Good Cry: I can't remember. I don't do it often. I'm pretty strong I think.
Last Library Book checked out: Eech, long time ago. Probably some book on C++
Last Film Seen at the Cinema: The Last Samurai. Surprisingly good it was too.
Last Book Read Fully: Things Snowball by the American comedian Rich Hall
Last Film Rented: I don't rent films, but the last film I downloaded was Finding Nemo for my mum. Still haven't watched it myself though.
Last Bad Word: Cunt. I love that word. So vulgar.
Last Beverage Drunk: Tea, this morning
Last Food Consumed: See "Last Item Bought"
Last Crush: Can't say. I don't know if she still reads my blog. Plus I think it'd mess things up.
Last Phone Call: I answered the phone to my grandma yesterday, before passing the phone to my mum, but the last call for me was from Lynx Technology on Friday at work about a computer I needed repairing.
Last TV Show Watched: I hardly watch TV these days. Probably Harry Hill's TV Burp last night, but I only saw 10 minutes of it.
Last Time Showered: Last night at about 10pm.
Last Shoes Worn: My new leather shoes for work
Last CD Played: The entire collection of mp3's that I own by The Killers
Last Item Bought: Packet of Thai Sweet Chilli flavour Walkers Sensation crisps. Mmmm.
Last Download: Space Shuttle Endeavour 3.2 addon for Orbiter
Last Annoyance: Simon Fucking Rollinson. He's a big cocksucker.
Last Disappointment: Realising I have 60 pound to last me till the end of this month
Last Soda Drank: Cherry Coke.
Last Thing Written: My signature on a receipt in a shop yesterday.
Last Key Used: House key
Last Words Spoken: "Did you see the man down in reception showing snakes to the kids?" (See blog post below)
Last Sleep: Woke up this morning at 7:30am
Last Ice Cream Eaten: Gotta be about 3 or 4 months ago, probably vanilla.
Last Time Amused: When one of the children at work tripped up, I laughed. I'm so bad :(
Last Time Wanting To Die: Never. Hopefully it stays that way.
Last Time In Love: Mmm. Christmas.
Last Time Hugged: *shrug* it's been so long. I think I hugged Dave jokingly in the pub the other week when we were both pissed. But prior to that the last proper hug i had was off Emma a month or so ago.
Last Chair Sat In: Chair in my office. It's uber comfy.
Last Web page Visited: Amber's journal, where I got this.
Single or Taken: Single. But I like someone. I think. But it's not going to happen.
Sex: Are you offering? Er, I mean, male.
Birthday: July 20th 1982
Siblings: None. Which sucks and rocks at the same time
Hair Color: Brown, with occasional ginger and grey *shrug*
Eye Color: Hazel
Shoe Size: 6 (I'm tiny)
Height: 5'5"ish Blah :(
Mum has gone to the doctors today. I won't: 1) bore you with the details, or 2) violate her privacy by telling you what it's about. I will if the news is good, though.
I submitted a link app today for a new AsylumNet server. Twpsyn has asked me to admin a server on his box (deviant.twpsyn.com) on account of him being too busy himself. I enjoyed my last admin experience, so, with any luck, I'll get accepted for a test link and I can do it again. Twp's gonna be my co-admin, and Bob is going to return as an oper. So, hopefully, you'll seen be able to point your IRC client of choice at Reading.UK.EU.AsylumNet.Org - that is, if you really want to come and see us lunatics...
I officially started doing the job of photocopier-helper-outer today, even though I've been helping for a few weeks now. It's going to carry on for maybe up to 6 months... But then again, we only have 3 and a half months left at work before the summer holidays, and I hope to be leaving by then. It's an easy job, it's just boring, and it stops me doing my actual job. I only do it for an hour though so it's not too bad.
Woah there's a guy down in one of the reception classes with a snake and some spiders and other creepy crawly type stuff. Uber cool. I wish I was 5 again.
Saturday, March 13, 2004
1) Friends is a really really funny show and I wish I'd got into it a LOT earlier than I did (ie, when it wasnt bloody finishing for good)
2) The Killers
are my new favourite band.
Friday, March 12, 2004
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Did i mention that I hate Simon? :-)
Thursday, March 11, 2004
Bryan has left Westlife then. Only four to go... Who has a rifle they can lend me?
*warning, controversial viewpoint ahead* Apparently black rap and hip hop stars are being spied on by police in Miami, in an attempt to stop gang violence and crime. But people say this is racist. Hello! It's not racist! Look out of the fucking window and watch the gangs of black youths running around with guns causing trouble. Turn on the TV and watch the black music artists videos with their demeaning attitude towards women and their songs about putting bullets in other people. It's not racist at all, its looking at the evidence right in front of your face. Stop crying racist everytime someone points out your flaws and sort it the fuck out.
All five of the British nationals that were being held by the US in Guantanamo Bay have been released *without charge* - IE, there was insufficient evidence to prosecute them for anything. Cut off for two years from their family, legal representation, and the outside world, under NO criminal charges. If the US isn't violating some human rights law, then I'm a bloody Chinaman.
OK, done with the ranting.
In other news, I started playing the Sven Coop Half-Life mod yesterday night. It's like the normal single player HL, but you play on a server with lots of other people, all working together to complete a mission. It's bundles of fun, moreso than some stuffy real world war game. But I still loves my DoD.
I've given up on the Times shares game. It sucks cock. I keep losing money without even trying. Maybe I should try and get down to zero.... hmm....
Monday, March 08, 2004
Back to work. I hate mondays. Really. Normally, I don't mind them THAT much, but this Monday is especially bad. I have a severe case of "Can't be arsed" today that just won't go.
I left the VUSSP today. I don't have the time or motivation to put in. Plus, I don't play Orbiter as much as I used to. Which is ironic, considering I'm a moderator on the official forums, but oh well...
I'm doing shit in this shares game. Imagine what it's like in real life. Sheesh.
Know whats really difficult? Trying to think of witty MSN nicknames. I need to get some sort of autoname generator.
Sunday, March 07, 2004
Things of note that happened today
My grandad made me piss myself laughing. We we're talking about a kid at the school my mum works at who had an operation to pin her sticking-out ears back. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, grandad goes: "Funny things, ears, aren't they?" I just burst out laughing and he was like, "What? What's so funny?"
Speaking of grandad, he was looking well today, better than normal. It could have been the red cardigan making him look more sprightly, or, he could have visited one of Manchester's many crack dens for some drugs. Also, grandma was a bitch again, she has a heart of stone, shes selfish, and she talks about people behind her back, so bloody two faced. She treats my grandad like shit, I'm amazed they are still together after 40 odd years without murder playing a part.
I'm typing this sat in the car on the way home, listening to the finest piece of audio trickery ever. Simply Kev (AKA DJ Food) made a Superchunk for The Remix on XFM, and its 3 gigs, 130 tracks plus tons of speech samples inside 40 mins. Go get it, and be amazed: [Link
*closes laptop lid to cut out screen and save power, while listening to said MP3*
Friday, March 05, 2004
Here's a short guide, in response to people who keep moaning at me that I always have my mobile phone off:
This is Blackpool. I live here. It's very nice. Kinda. Anyway, if I'm in Blackpool, outside of my house, then my mobile will be on. The chances of me being near a landline to take your call are slim, and the chances of you guessing the number of any phone I *might* be near are slimmer, close to about 0.0001 * 10 285618
. This having been said, you should try my mobile first, and if you get voicemail, or no answer, go to step 2.
This is a house. I live in a house too. Unfortunately, it's not as nice as this one, but I live in a house all the same. If you followed Step 1, and didn't get hold of me, it's because I'm here. Therefore, phone my house phone. There are 2 phones in my house, one upstairs, one downstairs. This means that there is a 100% chance that I'll be on the same floor as a phone. In turn, this means I'll definitely be able to answer one within 10 seconds. If my mother is home too, this will probably decrease to 5 seconds or less.
I hope this was useful. NOW STOP FUCKING BUGGING ME.
Thursday, March 04, 2004
I'm wearing a pirate costume. This is what it's come to. Hooray for World Book Day. And theres quite a few members of staff with revealing schoolgirl costumes on. Mmmm.
Pictures to follow!
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Jolt Public Day Of Defeat Admin! Kudos to Duracell and Lara. I rawk.
Which made me think, hm, what other affiliations and positions of responsibility do I hold on the Interwebnet. So, here's a (probably) incomplete list:
IRCop on AsylumNet [www.asylum-net.org
Co-Founder, Jolt Music and Radio [www.music.jolt.co.uk
Junkyard Corps HL2 Mod Team Member [www.junkyardcorps.jolt.co.uk
The afformentioned DoD Admin spot [www.jolt.dod.co.uk
Forum Administrator, Orbiter Forums [orbit.m6.net/v2/boardtalk.asp
Assistant Director, VUSSP [www.vussp.com
If I think of anymore, I'll let you know...
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
The cleverest advertising campaign ever?
OK, watch the documentary here:
Now. Too good to be true? Of course it is. Which is why the film maker himself, Carlos Soto, believes he was duped by Volvo into making a documentary about something that turns out to be a complete fabrication, made up by Volvo as a spoof to sell cars. He explains this on his website, and shows you his unedited footage where he spells out the inconsistancies in the film that he shot:
OK. Sounds plausible. The thing is, Carlos Soto is a fake as well. All the evidence, dodgy references on his page, a hotmail address hastily created, and a whois record that points to a website registered by the advert agency that works for Volvo cars. So what you have is a spoof within a spoof, if you want to call it that. It's very clever, and the viral marketing approach is definitely at work here. People will say "Have you seen that ad" followed by "OMG, it was all fake, look at the directors website!" - The ad definitely appears to be a brand image ad rather than pushing one particular product, even if it is about the new model they have released. I mean, it doesnt want to make me buy a car, but it does put the Volvo name in my head.
Heres the inside info on the campaign from an advertising industry website:
All in all, this is exceedingly clever. Top marks all round. Gave me a chuckle.
If anyone knows of a p2p filesharing program that only uses ports 80 and 443, let me know. (Yeah, right, but I can dream...)
My memory is shot to pieces
I remembered yesterday that I had to tell my mum something. This was 10 minutes before she was due home. She gets home. I forget to tell her until the morning. Why is my memory so bad? I can't remember shit. I forgot about the LAN i was going to instead of going out to the pub, despite knowing about it for 2 weeks. Theres other little odds and ends I always forget about, sometimes minor, sometimes major. But it's doing my nut in. I can't exactly write down everything I hear or see or do to use as a reference. So wtf do I do?
If you have any suggestions, let me know. But email me so I have a hard copy, otherwise ill just forget....
Monday, March 01, 2004
Went to dinner party. Odd one out. Complete gooseberry. 5th wheel. Sucked cock.
Went home. Paid taxi driver. Lost wallet. Pissed off. Noone can find it.
Shit end to shit night. The end.
PS: Food was good. Becca can cook like a pro.
Everyone download All My Life by Evan Dando. It will make you happy.
Also, why the hell does it take 6 days to send me a new cashcard. Ffs.
I FUCKING HATE PHOTOCOPYING.