We've got a copy of "Bust A Groove" in the lounge, and I've got an urge to play it - I can't tell if it's nostalgia, or wanting to hear those darn catchy songs again. Shorty and the Easy Mouse, indeed.
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A flurry of comment spam earlier. There has been a Hitherby about forcasting the future from the spam you receive (The Interpretation of Spam), which seems just as reasonable as watching the flight of birds or the patterns of clouds. However, if I don't bother reading my horoscope, I can't imagine going to the trouble of spammomancy.
I presume that the main reason they do it is to boost their page-rank, so that search engines think that tonnes of other pages link to the spammed site. I wonder whether Google is purging references from sites running Movable Type yet...
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I seem to be falling into the 50 hour trap already - I had hoped to hold out a little while longer. For some reason, it's just gotten really busy all of a sudden; unfortunately, there are about three or four projects that need just a bit more work before being rolled out, but can be used as long as I'm doing it. I've seen people doing this in order to become indispensible; I'd much prefer to be able to get it off my plate, but it's a matter of having enough time...
Huh. To make this a completely typical Svend post, I guess I should write about what I cooked for dinner - roast lamb, kumera, potatoes and garlic, brocolli and mushrooms & corgettes. Oh, and bread and dips beforehand (brought by the lovely Ming and Caleb). Sok and I compared the cream sherry I bought a couple of days ago with my Danish sherry, we had a nice reisling with the meal (because Caleb doesn't like reds), and had a bottle of Black Doris plum wine after dinner. Very nice.
Oh, and I guess I need to mention some music.... uh, listened to Respect Overdue today, which is a bunch of Australasian jazz tracks from (I think) the 70s/80s.
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I've just been summoned to Editorial. Urgently. I hope I get to go home soon...
[edit at 6:50pm]
And the crisis is solved - random undocumented changes, how I love you. Leave at 4pm, bah. I better run away before they break anything else.
I'd just like to point out that last night (the 19th) I made dinner. It was fried rice and delicious. I also had to empty the dishwasher, the dish rack and DO dishes before I could make dinner. Then, I ate it alone as noone else made it home until late. Lucky me.
Posted by: giffy at October 20, 2004 4:53 PMI finished that darn game Bust-A-Groove. Frickin' weird thing that it is. Thanks Mr Rhodes.
Posted by: Pearce at October 21, 2004 2:52 PM