Chester's been around. A lot. He's probably exceeded the maximum safe number of airline meals as defined in EU Regulations, and he's definitely gone over the maximum marriage limit as set down by People Against Insanity. He doesn't travel much any more... he just pontificates. His thoughts are here.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
More Bloody Brilliance
I saw this for the first time last night, though I'm led to believe it debuted a year ago.
Bloody exceptional!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Catastrophe!
This is going to put the Aug 24 launch in doubt because there's a mountain of graphics that need to be tidied up to make everything look nice. (And if there's one thing I've learned, it's that looking nice is important.)
Frustrating.
UPDATE: It's now 11:30pm. Photoshop's been off line for more than 30 hours. I've been working on this all day, and finally found the solution buried deep in the web. It seems my Photoshop preferences file was corrupted, though how or by what I know not.
I'm exhausted. Tracking down a failure like this is bloody hard work. Damned computers. Today was a timely reminder of an important axiom... "the problem with computers is that they don't work, so as long as you start from that basic preconception, everything you get from there is a bonus".
The upside... Wroof! is back on track (sort of).
The downside... I've decided to take some pressure off and put the launch back a couple of weeks.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Quality Representation
There's no doubting it... a career in politics is attracting quality candidates in Australia.
This is Jason Wood from the opposition Liberal Party and MP for LaTrobe, who, in June this year, was trying to get his head (and tongue) around whatever benefits GM foods will actually bring to the people of Australia.
Thanks, but I'm happy with mine just the way it is.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Nine Days, Sixteen Hours...
Imagine having a blog, just like this one, where your entires are arranged by category on different pages.
And imagine those different pages having different formats... on one page it's your regular blog, on another a photo gallery, while on another, your own private forum.
It's all possible with Wroof! In fact, that barely scratches the surface.
Wroof! is coming. August 24.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Bloody Excellent
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Going To Hell!
This arrived in by spambox today...
Hello ,
It is a pleasure meeting you at last for I have waited for this golden moment.I am Roger Bird manager in one of the prime bank in united kingdom.Six months ago ,my late customer died in a fatal accident and was buried at the state cemetry.My late customer (Sir mark jones ) has an accountwith a credit balance of twenty million pounds (20,000,000:00),which has beendormant for a very long time.
All efforts to contact the named beneficiary to late Sir jones's estate,with the supplied information proved futile.My good friend ,am contacting you because i want you to claim this money with me. i have the necessary information and documents that would enable us this claim.Please kindly send me your urgent reply to enable me know which other step to take towards the claim of this money.
Regards,
Roger Bird
I hated it. It's poorly written and unconvincing, and I couldn't help myself. I just had to rewrite it so I sent the following back to the scammer...
Oh come on 'Roger'. If you're going to run this scam, you have to do better than this. There are too many typing and/or spelling mistakes in your email for this to be real.
Seriously... I thought you scammers were more professional than that.
The email needs to look something like this...
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Hello,
I have been given your email address by a former colleague of yours who has asked not to be identified. He has told me you may be interested in a "special transaction" that will significantly benefit both of us.
First, allow me to introduce myself and give you a little background. My name is Roger Bird and I am an Account Manager at Prime Bank in the UK.
About eighteen months ago, one of my Personal Banking customers, Sir Mark Jones, passed away. He had considerable wealth, and left no will.
Thus far, the bank has gone to much effort to locate next of kin, but it appears Sir Mark left no living relatives. In cases like this, the Bank holds deposited funds for a fixed period of time, usually two years, before passing those funds on to Her Majesty's Government, where they end up in Consolidated Revenue, doubtless to be wasted on useless ideology inspired social engineering or some Ministerial junket.
With all avenues of inquiry now exhausted, the file has arrived back on my desk to be closed, which is a shame, because Sir Mark managed to accumulate some twenty million pounds in his less than reputable business career.
Without a validated claimant, all that money will disappear into some treasury black hole, never to be seen again. I have the necessary paperwork to validate such a claimant, but as a bank employee, I'm unable to approve a claim of my own. That's where you come in...
What I'm proposing is that you claim the money. I'll validate your claim, and we can split the account 50/50. Interested?
Please reply ASAP, because I'm not going to be able to hold this file in my top drawer for too long before someone notices it's not been processed.
Warmest regards
Roger.
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It's written in English, it makes sense, and it doesn't try to hide the fact that there's a big scam going on here, which means anyone who falls for it deserves what they get!
Feel free to use it... just remember where it came from and let me know if you get anyone stupid enough to bite.
Look for it in your spam box soon.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
18 Days 9 Hours And A Handful of Minutes.
Care Factor = Zero
Does anyone care?
Monday, August 04, 2008
My Dog Needs What?
Apparently, there are dog opthalmologists in the USA who can determine, from the shape of Rover's eyes, whether he needs glasses or not. Yes. You read that right. Glasses. For your dog. Apparently, the dog opthalmologist prepares a prescription which is then sent to Doggles, better known for their stylish, high quality dog sunglasses and protective eyewear. (The dogs involves in the WTC rescue/recovery mission wore these, so they must be ok.)
I have just one question... no... that's not right... I have a long list of questions, but I'll start with this one... how do I convince Zac to keep the glasses on?