Disordered Thoughts and Curmudgeonly Ramblings
Not only do they appear to have located the remains of Richard III, they found them right next door to where I took this somewhat random photo.
Yey me! 😛
But I suppose this puts paid to the idea of a secret society headed by Black Annis concealing the royal bones under the Kings Lock tearooms…
Kibo
 Kibo inhabits a radar range. |
 Kibo constructs a colossus. |
 Kibo launches humanity into the space age. |
Asylum of the Daleks premiered on Australian TV on Saturday night. Not the best season opener ever, but major props to whoever came up with that giant Dalek building on Skaro, and even more major props to whoever slipped a Special Weapons Dalek into one of the shots. Woooo Special Weapons Dalek!
That’s all I’ve got to say.
I’m back. Well, I’ve actually been back since Thursday afternoon, I just haven’t got around to making a post about it. As I kind of suspected, my hard drive was to blame. It was on the verge of complete failure, so I needed to get a new one put in and Windows reinstalled from scratch. Bwah.
On the upside, the machine now seems to be running beautifully. Thanks to semi-regular backups and that Ubuntu disk I mentioned I don’t seem to have lost any serious data – just my iTunes playlists and ratings, which is a pain, but not a major one.
On a completely different subject, I know I’m completely behind the curve on this one, but isn’t the opening sequence of Games of Thrones astonishing?
Back to work tomorrow. Bwah 🙁
Bwah! My computer has decided to die, right in the middle of my two weeks off work. This happens now and then, but I can usually manage to resuscitate it – this time? No dice 🙁
I’m currently accessing the Wyrmlog (and the net in general) via a Ubuntu live disc I had sitting around. This should at least let me backup some stuff before taking the box into the shop. But once I make that move, I’ll have no net access at all.
So if you need to contact me – phone. If you don’t know my phone number it’s 08 9…
No, I’m not that dumb :). If you don’t know my phone number you’ll just have to wait for my glorious return.
Whenever that may be. *sigh*
The first human being to set foot on another planetary body has passed away. Damn 🙁
I have to wonder. When the hell are we going back out there?
There’s been a fair bit of to-do around the country lately concerning electricity costs. In most states they’ve jumped up, primarily because the power companies have been holding back on infrastructure related price rises until they could blame the new federal carbon tax – after all, why increase everyone’s bill by $75 a year and have no-one to divorce responsibility onto when you can increase them by $85 and say it’s all the fault of Ju-Liar Gillard and her evil compact with the Greens?
In any case, prices have risen and as a consequence the state government here in WA has been a running a series of ads in which an impossibly well groomed young family lecture the audience about all the things they’ve been doing to reduce their power bill. Most of these are common sense – turn appliances off standby, don’t leave the TV running if you’re not actually watching it, grow your marijuana in the backyard instead of under lights in your roof cavity, that sort of thing – but one of them left me absolutely gobsmacked.
The impossibly well groomed mother is loading clothes into the washing machine and turns to the camera saying “Instead of running three loads of washing a day, I wait till the end and just run one big load”…
Ahem.
THREE FREAKING LOADS OF WASHING A DAY!?!?
What human being needs to do three loads of washing a day!? Someone who shares their home with incontinent farm animals? A family who rent their loungeroom out for Haliburton fracking operations? A cult who await the second coming of the Napisan Man? What kind of insanity is this?!
Now, I accept that a family, particularly a family with small children, will generate more dirty clothes than a single guy like myself, but I only need to do two loads of washing a week. A circumstance where I’d need to fire up the washing machine on a daily basis – let alone on a tri-daily basis – is to me like something out of a Chuck Palahniuk novel. Seriously, if you’re creating a full load of dirty clothes on a daily basis, and need them washed on a daily basis, you need to see some kind of endocrinologist (or possibly you need more clothes).
If everyone in western society is running their washing machine at these levels, it’s no wonder we’re running out of fresh water.
Your clothes will be fine in the washing basket for a few days people. Seriously.
Seriously, is there anything not to love about Megan Washington?
And yet another stupid video in lieu of real content (I have some leave coming up so things should get back to normal then…).
Warning! Contains adult language, Nazi references, abuse of an innocent farming simulator, Skrillex and abject stupidity…
Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response
ASMR eh? When I were a lad I thought that were the hand o’ god himself reachin’ down from the heavens to pat me on the head for bein’ a good Catholic boy.
Yeah, I was a weird kid.
