Friday, May 26, 2006

Damn you stupid soft!

The Mackintoosh folks over in pony tail hair-do land will lauf hysterically when they learn that my pc was running dog slow because the hard drive was thrashing.  I have 1 gig of ram installed on this little Dell beauty (don't hate me coz I run dell), but my page file was running at 2 gigs!  Internet Exploder/Explorer was taking over 300 megs of memory.  I just happen to also run Firefox, that ran at just under 20 megs.

Grrr... *wild hysterical fist shaking at Stupid Soft*

No, the fact that I have a database installed on this machine, running 2 development IDEs, Outlook, Excel, Internet Exploder, and Firefox did NOT have anything to do with it. Denial (the Nile) is just a river in Egypt after all.

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Do you believe?

Do you believe the world is controlled by secret societies?
This is an interesting watch, even if you don't believe.

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Monday, May 22, 2006

The Weekend


Michele, my good friend of many years got married today. We wish her and Andrew the very best in their lives together.

The beautiful couple cutting the cake.


Chezza. We caught up with Chezza on Sunday. Chezza is a Kiwi Chic that we met in London. I probably should have said I worked with her in London. Anyhoots we caught up for some grub (food) and for cheap ass bridge climb.
Chezza and Corin about 1/4 way in Cheap Arse Bridge Climb.

More on Pasta

To answer my previous question on the type of flour for pasta, I found this video.  The video is actually about the differences between commercial and home made pasta.

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Its only one step away from Bead Making...

Besides picking up bread making as an interest I've thought about making fresh pasta. Unfortunately that thought didn't come to any sort of tickering in the kitchen (when I can get time in there... and when Lu allows me!).

But today I'm excited. Not because I've found the inspiration. Not because I've found an Italian to teach me the family secrets (and I don't have to marry the daughter to get to them). But because on the SMH website I found this little video.

In it you will find the basics for making pasta. One thing Steve Manfredi (the presenter) doesn't state is what sort of flour to use, I suppose Google is my friend.

hmmm.. I seem to recall as a younger Denzil.. a Denzil with much less wrinkles and greying hair.. that my parents have one of those pasta machines that Steve uses to flatten and cut the dough. Failing that I've Steph's bestest friend in the world!

oh.. and I have some basil growing out in the sun room.. yes.. I think that would be a good addition to my pasta recipe!! mwoahahahaha

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Friday, May 19, 2006

We're on the map!

Google has finally put Australia on Google Maps.  Personally I kinda like Google Earth better for that eye-in-the-sky/big-brother-is-watching-you look.

Check it out here.

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Wish I'd thought of that!

Coming from the wonderful world of Japan comes Fish Footy!! This is a high level contact game where fish the colours of participating countries' colours fight for control over a food laiden ball. Read about it here.

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Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Live in Sydney. Work Google.

Yes folks... the latest news on the wire has it that Google has offically openned show in Sydney, Australia. And from the pics (here) it looks like they are close to Darling Harbour and pretty close to where one of my mates work. Now if your a Pom and are thinking about moving to Sydney... nows your excuse.. Google are hiring!!

So if your looking to move jobs give Google a Go. Now there's a catch phrase they should use in their marketing!

I wonder if they are in need of a Slightly Used Aging Programmer... Me!

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Friday, May 12, 2006


It sounds like gold... removing the reliance of modern cars on fossil fuels but a New Zealand company has producing bio-diesel from sewage. The bio-diesel is created biologically using algae and with a by-product being clean water.

I can see the day where I'm sitting at my desk taking a crap to run my computer and to feed my thirsty for clean water.

I hope one day we can totally move to renewable energy sources that produce no harmful by-products, eg green house gases.

Thats one we gotta give to the All-Blacks!

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Move over Ruby on Rails...

This courtesy of Andrew: SQL on Rails.

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When I was a Kid..

The following email is courtesy of Belinda. Oh the memories!!


I'm talking about hide and seek in the park.

The corner milk bar, hopscotch, billy carts, cricket in front of the garbage bin and inviting everyone on your street to join in, Skipping, handball, handstands, elastics, bullrush, catch & kiss, footy on the best lawn in the street, slip'n'slide, the trampoline with water on it, hula hoops, stepping in puddles, mud pies and building dams in the gutter.

The smell of the sun and fresh cut grass.

'Big bubbles no troubles' with Hubba Bubba bubble gum. A choc-top. Mr Whippy cone on a warm summer night after you've chased him round the block. 20 cents worth of mixed lollies lasted a week and pretending to smoke "fags" (the lollies) was really cool & Maison would get you pissed! or so we were told. A dollars' worth of chips from the corner take-away fed two people (AND the sauce was free!!).

Being upset when you botched putting on the temporary tattoo from the Bubblegum packet, but still wearing it proudly.

Watching Saturday morning cartoons: 'The Smurfs', 'AstroBoy', 'He-Man','Captain Caveman', 'Archie', 'Jem' (truly outrageous!!), 'The Wizard of Oz', 'Banana Man' and 'Heeeey heeeeey heeeeeeey it's faaaaaaat Albert'. Or staying up late and sneaking a look at the "AO" on the second telly. When 'Monkey Magic' with fish face & pigsy had a cult following. Miraculous Mellops. & who could ever forget DegrassiJnr High?

When around the corner seemed a long way, and going into town seemed like going somewhere. Where running away meant you did laps of the block because you weren't allowed to cross the road??

A million mozzie bites, wasp and bee stings.

Sticky fingers, cops and robbers, cowboys and indians, riding bikes and catching tadpoles.
Marco polo in the neighbours' pool ("fish outta water?!""NOOOO"), drawing all over the road and driveway with chalk. Climbing trees and building cubbies out of every sheet your Mum had in the cupboard.

Walking to school, no matter what the weather.

When writing 'I love .?..' on your pencil case, really did mean it was true love. "heloves me? he loves me not?"

Running till you were out of breath.

Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt.

Pitching the tent in the back/front yard.

Jumping on the bed.

Ghosts stories with the next door neighbours.

Pillowfights, spinning round, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for the giggles.

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapons.

Cricket cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.

Eating raw jelly, making homemade lemonade and sucking on a Funny Face, Paddle Pop or red IcyPole.

Remember when there were only two types of sneakers - girls and boys.

Dunlop volleys with the green 'n' gold or blue and the only time you wore them at school was for "sports day."

Bloomers in primary school & Scungies under netball skirts.

You knew everyone in your street - and so did your parents!

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best friends" & you would ask them by sending a note asking them to be your best friend.

You didn't sleep a wink on Christmas eve and pretended to sleep for the tooth fairy.

When nobody owned a purebred dog.

When 50c was decent pocket money.

When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for 10c.

When nearly everyone's mum was there when the kids got home from school.

It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.

When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at the local Chinese restaurant with your family.

When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed her or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.

When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home. Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! Some of us are still afraid of them!!!

Remember when decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo" or dib dib's-scissors, paper, rock.

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly".

Terrorism was when the older kids were at the end of your street with pea-shooters waiting to ambush you.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was boy/girl germs, and the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to one.

Where bluelight disco's were the equivalent to a Rave, and asking a boy out meant writing a 'polite' note getting them to tick 'yes' or 'no'. When there was always that one 'HOT' guy/girl.
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot.

Your biggest danger at school was accidentally walking through the middle of a heated game of "brandies".

Nobody was prettier than your Mum.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

Taking drugs meant scoffing orange-flavoured chewable vitamins Cs, or swallowing half a Panadol.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group.

Going to the beach and catching a wave was a dream come true. If you actually lived there boogie boarding in the white wash made you the next Kelly Slater.

Abilities were discovered because of a 'double-dare".

Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.

Now, didn't that bring back some fond memories?? If you can remember most of these, you're an Aussie legend!!! Pass this on to another Aussie legend who may need a break from their "grown up" life... I DOUBLE-DARE YA!!!!!

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Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Why I bought Dell.

This is (not) why I bought Dell: Watch Me / View Me / Listen Up Hear
Other disturbing videos you might like are:

This one
Or This
and this is not the same girl
this one's kewl
you've probably seen this one
and perhaps even this one
some crazy rasta

If you have links to other crazy videos please add them to the comments

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Wednesday, May 03, 2006

In case your wondering....

The line in the previous post about being so "cunning you could stick a tail on it and call it a weasal" is a quote from The Black Adder.

More Black Adder quotes can be found here: Favourite Black Adder Quotes

Wonderful stuck British sitcom. Other favourites of mine include 'Allo 'Allo, Faulty Towers, Yes Minister/Yes Prime Minister, Open All Hours, Dad's Army, Benny Hill and oh whats that one thats situated inside a department store called "Grace Brothers"?!?! That one had a rather camp guy selling mens wear.... anyone remember it's name?

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Gawd I hate telemarketers.

They're like used car salemen who are too lazy to sell shit cars to nieve little old ladies, instead they sit behind the safety of their jacked-in headsets at the other end of the telephone line. They'll lie and cheat and sell their own mother's to meet their quotas.

The latest incident, still hot on my (now) grated temper of 5 minutes ago involves a telemarketer who had a strong accent making it difficult to follow what he was saying. He's probably based in some cheap call centre in Bombay, India by his accent.

His pitch was devious, so cunning you could stick a tail on it and call it a weasel. Instead of the usual pitch of you can change from your current telecom supplier to us, he started out with "from next week you'll enjoy reduced rates..."

Smelling the fox amongst the chickens I asked him if our service is currrently with him. He decidedly avoided the question and I took him I'm not the account holder. He tried to get me to say I have authority over the account to which I do not. So next he tries to talk to the account holder. I flatly refuse his attempts to circumvent me, so he tool just hangs up.

How bloody rude! I should have gotten his name, and the company and make a formal complaint. I think if he didnt just hang up I wouldn't be so annoyed about it.

Working at home has its draw backs. Actually being home to receive telemarketing calls is one of them. Getting calls to the wrong number because our number is similar to that of a doctor's surgery is another. The rude ones don't say anything and just hang up.

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Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Wrong number

I just love wrong numbers.. apparently i'm the catholic club around the corner.. and i run bingo nites for old ladies with blue rinse thro their hair.

I reckon the catholic club is after the pension cheques Its not an illegal activity.. They provide a service to the community.

If it wasnt for our bingo nites can u imagine all the old ladies running amock in the streets.. we cant have that now can we! they'd be skate boarding down the footpaths and stealing lunch money from the kids. Its just not on!