Archive for September, 2006

Today’s Seaside Tale

Saturday, September 30th, 2006

From the “Liberty Post” (whatever that is), retold in Private Eye, comes the following:

‘Mario Visnjic called me on his mobile phone, and asked me for help,’ a member of the beach staff in Valalta, Croatia, told reporters. ‘He wouldn’t tell me over the phone what the matter was, but when I found him sitting on his deckchair, his problem was obvious. He’d gone swimming naked in the cool sea, and had then sat down on his wooden chair to relax. Because his testicles had shrunk with the cold, they’d slipped easily through the wooden slats, but as he relaxed in the sun, they’d expanded back to normal size, and he’d become stuck.

‘We tried everything. We coated his scrotum in coconut oil, and poured ice-cold water on his testicles. But they wouldn’t shrink, and we couldn’t pull them back up between the slats. In the end, we had to saw the entire deckchair in half to release him, and by then he’d attracted quite a crowd of onlookers.’

Skinnydippers of the world, beware!

Today’s Motoring URL

Thursday, September 28th, 2006

They say that the signs on escalators here “Dogs must be carried” means that everyone who doesn’t have a dog is technically in breach of the London Underground bye-laws. Well, a motorist has discovered that she’ll have to keep her dog in the car when she drives, because of his appetite. I don’t envy her investigating things taking their natural course, though.

Today’s Obituary URL

Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

I don’t suppose anyone over the age of 45 or so will forget the song “Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini”. Well, the composer of that classic has died.

Our Baby Boomer heritage is slowly but surely ending up 6 feet under…

NOTA BENE: Actually, we have now been told that this gentleman was fibbing and someone else (who is not dead) wrote it. Oh well…

More sad news

Tuesday, September 26th, 2006

HWMBO got a call from his brother in Singapore last night. His cousin, a young woman with a 2-year-old, dropped dead yesterday after a meal in a restaurant. Only 32 years old. The cause of death is undetermined as of now. HWMBO saw her here about 6 months ago when she was here on a business course.

Still musing on going back to full-time work

Sunday, September 24th, 2006

I know that those of you who are not retired or in school will think I’m a real cry-baby for complaining about going back to a full-time job after 18 months of mostly not working. I’m really sorry about that, but I think the most difficult part of this is the work-life balance.

Working for a consultancy does not help, as the company expects one to be available almost all the hours God sends. This is illegal (just) here, but really ends up destroying your life, if you let it. I will have to:

  • Give up most of the active work I’ve devoted to Freemasonry, as it will more often than not happen at times when I’ll be tied up at work;
  • Give up a lot of the work I’ve devoted to the Diocese of Southwark, although I’m going to fight for this on the grounds that it’s charitable work, which the company encourages;
  • Give up going three times a week to the gym–I think I’ll be lucky to get there once or twice a week.

Now what to do? I’ve pared my Internet activities back, getting rid of lots of syndicated stuff from my Friends list (but no individuals, I hasten to add!). I’ve cut down the Usenet groups I read to the barest minimum.

At the end of the day, I think that I will have to give it my best shot, without losing sight of the things which I enjoy doing. After 3 to 6 months, I’ll re-evaluate. Perhaps at that time the market will be a bit more transparent and I can try something else. Or maybe I can shift my career into its final phase, trying something else that will give me the freedom I want while allowing me to make money with the experience I have.

Today’s Culinary URL

Sunday, September 24th, 2006

…is food for thought as the holidays (Christmas in the UK, and Thanksgiving as an extra added attraction for the United States) sneak up on us. The local supermarket already has a small shelf of Christmas items on sale; by the beginning of October they will have 1/3 of the store devoted to the joys of an English Christmas.

Adjusting to a full-time job

Wednesday, September 20th, 2006

Once you’ve been footloose and fancy-free for a while (a year and a half in my case) you find that adjusting your online life to your real life is very difficult indeed.

I have filled my livejournal friends page with lots of syndicated stuff that I need to stop reading, because I no longer have time to do so. I don’t think that I’ll have to delete any real friends, but all the syndicated stuff is going out the door, I guess.

I cannot take two hours a day anymore to read mail, USENET, and live journal before taking a leisurely shower and toddling off to the gym.

Right at the moment, it’s cheesing me off; however, I believe that once I get into the swing of things at work this will cease. At least, I hope so.

Otherwise, I’ll have to play the lottery more often in order to be able to live in the style to which I wish to become accustomed.

Attended a funeral on Friday

Sunday, September 17th, 2006

My friend Louise’s mother died two weeks ago, of complications from motor neurone disease (=Lou Gehrig’s Disease in the United States). She still had her mobility, and could drive, but had lost the ability to speak and to swallow easily. She wrote on her notepad a few weeks before she died: “I can’t spit, swallow, or lick. My sex life is shot.” (she has been widowed since the late 1990’s). She was obviously a very good mother and a fun person to be around, and the family was grateful that she had not lost her mobility when she died.

In any case, after the funeral there was the usual collation at her house, and lots of old friends from my first job here in London were there. While it wasn’t a happy occasion, it was rather jolly in many ways, and I’m glad I went.

It got me to thinking about my own funeral, (yes, I know it’s morbid, but what else are funerals for but to make the living think!) The hymns that Louise’s family picked were her mum’s favourites (All Things Bright and Beautiful, Guide me now, Thou Great Redeemer, and He Who Would Valiant Be) All very nice hymns.

I want one from the US Episcopal Church Hymnal: Number 293, I sing a song of the saints of God. It was written by a woman named Lesbia Scott (1989-1986) as a hymn for her children. The tune is Grand Isle, named after a place in Vermont. It’s a difficult tune to sing because until you’ve heard it, you don’t know where the notes and the words match up unless you can read music. It’s not generally known here in the UK (at least I’ve never heard it sung here) but I WILL have it sung, if it kills me.

I sing a song of the saints of God,
patient and brave and true,
who toiled and fought and lived and died
for the Lord they loved and knew.
And one was a doctor, and one was a queen,
and one was a shepherdess on the green:
they were all of them saints of God and I mean,
God helping, to be one too.

They loved their Lord so dear, so dear,
and his love made them strong;
and they followed the right, for Jesus’s sake,
the whole of their good lives long.
And one was a soldier, and one was a priest,
and one was slain by a fierce wild beast:
and there’s not any reason no, not the least,
why I shouldn’t be one too.

They lived not only in ages past,
there are hundreds of thousands still,
the world is bright with the joyous saints
who love to do Jesus’s will.
You can meet them is school, or in lanes, or at sea,
in church, or in trains, or in shops, or at tea,
for the saints of God are just folk like me,
and I mean to be one too.

After doing a web search, I came up with this webpage, giving the history of the hymn. It is known here, but not in the places I frequent.

Every time I hear or even read this hymn I break down. I have heard it at numerous funerals in the United States: many gay men choose it because of the fifth line of the first stanza.

And from comes a year-old post from soc.motss giving one gay man’s take on this hymn from beyond the grave.

Last night of freedom…

Sunday, September 17th, 2006

…for two reasons. First, HWMBO returns from Singapore tomorrow morning very early indeed. I’ve been pretty lonely but thanks to the many friends who’ve gone out to dinner or lunch with me, especially c-in-b and , as well as Mark. It made it easier. Not sleeping, of course (especially when alone with only the stuffed teddy bears and dogs for company.

Second, I begin work tomorrow morning at 11 am. The contract that they said was “in the post” is still in the post, thanks to Royal Mail in SE1. But I have confirmation that I should turn up at 11 am. I’m grateful for the opportunity to work full-time again.

Today’s Political Quotation

Saturday, September 16th, 2006

…is attributed to Hermann Goering at his trial for war crimes in Nurenburg:

“Naturally, the common people don’t want war, but after all it’s the leaders of the country who determine the policy, and its always a simple matter to drag the people along… All you have to do is tell them they’re being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism. It works the same in every country.”

I think that Herr Tony might have seen this quotation somewhere or other…

I see a made-for-TV movie in this story

Saturday, September 16th, 2006

You may remember a few days ago the report of a woman who strangled an intruder with her bare hands as he tried to kill her with a hammer. Well, there’s a new twist to it: her husband is alleged to have hired the intruder to kill his estranged wife.

There is a movie in all this…I know it.

Today’s Avian joke

Saturday, September 16th, 2006

Donald Duck and Daisy Duck were spending the night together in a hotel room and Donald wanted to have sex with Daisy. The first thing Daisy asked was, “Do you have a condom?” Donald frowned and said “No.”

Daisy told Donald that if he! didn’t get a condom, they could not have sex. “Maybe they sell them at the front desk,” she suggested. So Donald went down to the lobby and asked the hotel clerk if they had condoms.

“Yes, we do,” the clerk said, and pulled one out from under the counter and gave it to Donald. The clerk asked, “Would you like me to put that on your bill?

“No!” Donald quacked, “What kind of a pervert do you think I am?”

Today’s Hibernian History Lesson URL

Friday, September 15th, 2006

…is a sober discussion of British influence on the Emerald Isle. Warning: do not drink hot liquids while watching this. Your keyboard and monitor may be at risk if you do. You have been warned!

It’s not Xena, it’s…

Thursday, September 14th, 2006

…Eris, the name of the Greek goddess of discord, and its moon is named Dysnomia, the spirit of lawlessness, according to the BBC, here. Fitting name for a heavenly body that sparked such discord among astronomers.

What does your SAT score mean?

Wednesday, September 13th, 2006
Your SAT Score of 1420 Means:

You Scored Higher Than Howard Stern
You Scored Higher Than George W. Bush
You Scored Higher Than Al Gore
You Scored Higher Than David Duchovny
You Scored Higher Than Natalie Portman
You Scored Lower Than Bill Gates

Your IQ is most likely in the 130-140 range

Equivalent ACT score: 32

Schools that Fit Your SAT Score:
Amherst College
Dartmouth College
Williams College
University of Pennsylvania
Columbia University

What Does Your SAT Score Mean?

Well, they got that right (I am looking at my Columbia College diploma right now as I write). And I was one of the few Columbia College graduates who could actually read his diploma (it’s in Latin!)

Salvete, omnes!

Call me stupid…

Wednesday, September 13th, 2006

…but in my excitement about getting a new job, I made an entry and marked it “Private” rather than “Friends Only”. So, I’ve remarked it and in case your Friends page has missed it, you can see it here.

Posting late at night is always dangerous!

Today’s Crimebusters URL

Wednesday, September 13th, 2006

Don’t try burgling Susan Kuhnhausen’s home. You may find it a very dangerous place indeed.

In fact, there is even more to this story than met the eye! Addendum 20071003

Today’s Dead Hand of Bureaucracy URL

Wednesday, September 13th, 2006

When my grandfather was very elderly and I was staying with my grandparents, one day my grandfather asked me to come with him on a trip to the store. His eyesight was kind of dim, and he asked me to navigate for him and make sure that no cars were coming. At least he could see something (the fact that we were going to the liquor store as he had run out of his favourite tipple also factors into it). A gentleman was caught driving dangerously a while back, but gave the officer quite a shock when he removed his sunglasses. His eyes had been removed after being damaged in a bomb blast in Iraq.

Despite the miscreant’s being blind, however, the judge’s sentence included a ban on driving for three years and the requirement that if he ever were to apply for a driver’s license, he was required to take an extended driving test.

The excuse was that the law required that sentence, even though the man was obviously unfit to drive, ever.

One wonders what he’ll do when the 3-year ban runs out.

Today’s Vengeance is a Dish Best Tasted Cold URL

Wednesday, September 13th, 2006

Even here in the Old Country we’ve been inundated with stories about the tragic death of Steve Irwin, the Ozzie Croc guy (he used to be omnipresent on Discovery channel during their “Croc weekends”). Some Ozzies have been taking the law into their own hands, though…and a tribute game seems to be egging them on.

Today’s Motoring URL

Wednesday, September 13th, 2006

If you’re driving, keep your eyes on the road, and don’t do what this guy did. As the story points out, he had “head injuries”…no shit, Sherlock.

I finally got a new job!

Tuesday, September 12th, 2006

Well, there’s good news tonight: I finally got a new job. I was offered a job as an Associate Consultant with Tata Consulting Services here in London. The salary, along with benefits, pension, and bonus, is in total a bit more than I was getting at Searchspace. The job itself will involve travel, unfortunately, but what can one do? It will be a good opportunity to use my test management and process skills AND will make HWMBO very happy as I’ll be earning money again. Tata Consulting is a worldwide organisation headquartered in India but with many thousands of consultants here in the UK and Europe.

Went for the interview last week and the company was impressed, but wasn’t happy to offer what I was asking for. However, today I spoke with the big cheese, the head of the Testing Consultancy Group within the company, and he was impressed enough that he met me halfway in the salary I was looking for. The compensation includes a mobile phone and a laptop as well.

I start either on 18th or 25th September.

I spoke with my chum Steve of Electromind, and he was not surprised but was a bit sad that I was moving on. However, as I explained, having a regular salary had become something that I just needed. I feel good that in the last year and a half I’ve made money for not only myself but also Electromind; Steve is a good egg (as my sainted mother would say) and will be extremely successful in the consulting biz in years to come.

Of course, just before I went in to the interview a customer texted asking whether I could take an ISTQB course next week. Now the answer will definitely be no! I wish they’d asked last week about having one this week: a bit of extra cash is always welcome.

To top everything off, on the way to the Well Chinese Restaurant for dinner I found a penny on the ground! That’s supposed to turn up before the good luck, not after!

Cheers to everyone!!

Today’s Rap URL

Tuesday, September 12th, 2006

If you’re an Arminian, watch out!

Today’s Health Hazard URL

Tuesday, September 12th, 2006

I’m sure that no one who reads my LJ ever uses such items, but you may want to tell your acquaintances who perhaps do indulge that it may be dangerous to your health to use that plastic dildo. Greenpease said it, so it must be true.

I suspect that the church supply companies will be having a run on those 2″ by 18″ beeswax numbers…

Today’s Tasteless TV URL

Tuesday, September 12th, 2006

Apparently when BBC correspondents and staffers move on, their mates at work produce some sort of spoof tribute as a sendoff present. But the one they did for a co-worker who was off to Al-Jazeera seems to be a bit over the mark. My TV license fee at work.

I’ve seen a similar spoof front page tribute to a magazine editor, proudly framed on his wall. The difference is that my TV license fee didn’t pay for it.

Today’s joke

Monday, September 11th, 2006

A man walks up to the Pearly Gates. Saint Peter says, “You look like Einstein, but you have no idea the lengths some people will go to, to sneak in. Can you prove who you really are?”

Einstein ponders for a few seconds and asks, “Could I have a blackboard and some chalk?”

Saint Peter snaps his fingers and a blackboard and chalk instantly appear. Einstein proceeds to describe with arcane mathematics and symbols his theory of relativity.

Saint Peter is suitably impressed. “You really are Einstein! Welcome to Heaven!”

The next to arrive is Picasso.

Once again Saint Peter asks for his credentials.

Picasso asks, “Mind if I use that blackboard and chalk?” Saint Peter says, “Go ahead.”

Picasso erases Einstein’s equations and sketches a truly stunning mural with just a few strokes of chalk.

Saint Peter claps. “Surely you are the great artist you claim to be! Come on in!”

Then Saint Peter looks up and sees George W. Bush. Saint Peter scratches his head and says, “Einstein and Picasso both managed to prove their identity. How can you prove yours?”

George W looks bewildered and says, “Who the heck are Einstein and Picasso?”

Saint Peter sighs, “Come on in, George.”

Today’s Religious URL

Friday, September 8th, 2006

It seems that at least one member of the clergy in Scotland has a bit of a side business. When I took Canon Law years ago, in the seminary, one of the things we learned is that priests were forbidden to own a saloon. But it seems that one priest has a bit of a business on the side…

Today’s Web Design Rant!!

Thursday, September 7th, 2006

I am really tired of webpages with forms to fill out and links to help pages beneath the text boxes. So imagine I have to fill out a login/password set of boxes, underneath which are links. I fill in my login, then hit and start to fill in my password. Only, nothing happens! The next tab stop doesn’t highlight the next input box: it highlights the “login help” link!

Now I know that it’s important that people who cannot use mice must have a way to move from place to place, and also highlight help pages if they need it. But, fergawdssake, is it too much to ask to have the key jump to the next field on a line and then go to the help if needed?

Today’s Railfan URL

Thursday, September 7th, 2006

Her father wanted to go on one last train ride, so she rode all the way to Chicago with him. He only got partway, though. Strangely enough, I like this story and feel that it might be every railfan’s dream.

Today’s Gay Art Critic URL

Thursday, September 7th, 2006

If you’ve ever looked at porn, you probably were concentrating on the, um, action, and not the background. However, some people, sated with the former, are paying some attention to the background. I’m glad I wasn’t drinking coffee when I chanced upon this one. Or, this one (the commentary, not the gentleman in the photo). Note, not safe for work, natch.

Foot Part II

Wednesday, September 6th, 2006

Those who have been following my blog for a while know that just after my heart attack in February came a pretty bad infection in the third toe of my right food. That was cured with antibiotics and some aggressive scalpel work.

Over the weekend I noticed that my left big toenail was loose. When I wiggled it, some fluid oozed out from under it. It wasn’t infected, but more like what fills a blister. After the last time, when my foot was neglected in favour of my heart, I was not taking any chances, so called the foot clinic yesterday and had an appointment today. I was preceded by a very nice but garrulous (she was originally from Dublin, natch) woman who told me almost everything about herself, from her daughter’s two failed marriages to her knee replacement which was still giving her trouble. She rolled up her trouser leg to show me how swollen it was.

When I went in, the podiatric nurse looked at it and said, “Well, we’ll have to clip off some of the nail: it’s loose anyway so it’ll come off if I don’t cut it off.” and got something that looked like garden shears and went to it. After looking at it, she said, “It’s not infected, but you’re very prudent to come in. We’ll dress it, you should continue to dress it, and then come in next week.” So she dressed it, and if you think I wouldn’t show a pic, you’re wrong.

So there it is. I shall have to keep it dry and dress it myself for a couple of weeks, as the earliest they could squeeze me in was the 22nd. No gym until then. But hopefully it will heal up soon. The nurse advised me to take a toenail file to them every few days to try to prevent this from happening again. As it is I now never go barefoot, choose my shoes carefully (Crocs have a diabetic version and HWMBO may be able to get me a pair in Singapore…), and rub moisturising cream into them every morning, evening, and after a shower at the gym. Now I have to take an industrial file to ’em as well.

I think I need to have a threeway marriage and find a foot fetishist who’s into keeping my feet healthy.

Tonight’s movie

Tuesday, September 5th, 2006

As HWMBO is away, I have time on my hands, so I went to Tate Modern to see the pre-premiere of Destricted. The blurb says “{Destricted} brings together sex and art in a series of films created by some of the world’s most acclaimed artists and directors, including Marina Abramovic, Marco Brambilla, Matthew Barney, Larry Clark, Gaspar Noe, Richard Prince and Sam Taylor-Wood.

The seven films are explicit in content, highlighting controversial issues about the representation of sexuality in art, opening up for debate the question of whether art can be disguised as pornography, or vice versa, and leaving the viewer free to choose his or her own line through these intersections of art and sexuality.”

The Starr Auditorium was mostly full, and we were treated to (among other things):

  • A naked black uncut man under a large tractor rubbing his dick on the driveshaft (which was turning). This was quite scary but very erotic. It looked kind of like making pottery on a wheel, just with your dick rather than with your hands. You had to be there. It started with a very odd shot of something that looked like a slug, but turned out to be the man’s dick after watching it for a while.
  • A mock-instructional film about the erotic lives of people in the Balkans. Sounds dull, but it was screamingly funny.
  • Auditions for amateur young men to take part in a porn video. Their ideas about porn, when they first saw some, when their first sexual experience was, are quite funny. Then we get the ladies who are auditioning to be the partner in the film. The young man who was selected was rather softspoken and was a grower, not a shower. He is 21, and he chose a 40 year old woman because he’d never had anal sex and wanted to try it, and she was one of the few women who would do it. It was quite amusing and strangely, very hot too.
  • A guy in Death Valley approaches the camera, takes off his shirt, kneels down on the ground, drops his trousers and jerks off. That’s basically it. At the end of this one someone in the audience said, “Oh no!” as if to say he wanted more. Got the biggest laugh of the night.
  • An extremely bizarre one showing a punk man’s masturbatory fantasy with his blow-up doll, complete with strobe lights and a sound track that is maddening. I stuck it out to the end, but half the audience covered their eyes (to dampen the strobe effect) and then left the theatre. They missed the cum shot. Sad for them.

I enjoyed it, but YMMV, of course. A DVD is coming out of this, which presumably will be available through their website (see above). I don’t think that HWMBO would have liked this movie at all, but I enjoyed it.

Only thing was, it was all straight porno (except, maybe, Death Valley’s solo wanker and the driveshaft one at the beginning). This movie cries out for a gay and lesbian sequel!!! Who will make it for me?

Willi Ninja, RIP

Monday, September 4th, 2006

“Dancer and choreographer Willi Ninja has died at the age of 45 from suspected AIDS related illnesses. Ninja, a key character on the New York City nightclub scene, choreographed Madonna’s Vogue video, sang on Malcolm McLaren’s song Deep In Vogue and starred as himself in iconic 1990 film Paris is Burning, a documentary about New York drag nights. The 45-year-old ‘Godfather of Vogue’ was hospitalised last month (Aug06) and passed away on Saturday (02Sep06). (”

Paris is Burning is a film that affected me deeply. I knew some of the people in it (not Willi, unfortunately) and always feel a pang when I see it (I need to get the DVD and watch it again). Vogue on, Willi.

Day 2 of HWMBO’s absence

Monday, September 4th, 2006

I decided to listen to SmoothFM after Just a Minute today just to keep the radio on (I detest the Archers). This song came up:

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
She’s gone much too long
Any time she goes away

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Wonder if she’s gone to stay
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away

I know
She’s gone to stay
It’s breakin’ me up
Anytime she goes away
Gotta leave the young thing alone
There ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And she’s gone much too long
Any time she goes away

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
I wonder if she’s gone to stay
There ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t a home
Any time she goes away

I know
She’s gone to stay
It’s breaking me up
Any time she goes away
Gotta leave the young thing alone
There ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
I wonder if she’s gone to stay
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Any time she goes away
Any time she goes away

As I listened to it I was really feeling alone. Now I know this is silly, as HWMBO will be back in two weeks. I also go away for work occasionally and I don’t have this kind of separation anxiety when I do that. On reflection, I think the reason is that normally when we’re separated I’m the one that’s travelling, and he’s the one who’s staying home. I’m in a new environment, I have things to do, so I don’t think about the fact that HWMBO isn’t with me. Now, of course, he’s the one that’s away, and I’m sitting here trying to cook for one and feeling sorry for myself.

I am now getting a little bit of the feeling that couples get when they’ve been together for decades (we’re just coming up to 8 years together) and then they’re separated for whatever reason. I guess it only gets worse as time goes on.

He called today offering to get me a pair of Crocs and wanting to know size and colour. I looked at their website and discovered that they have a model aimed at diabetics. Bigger toe-box, better cushioning, toe-reinforcement so that it’s harder to stub your toe or get stepped on. Just what I need. So I asked for a pair of those if they had it. If not, I’ll order one through the website. He’s having lots of fun, seeing all our old friends, having dinner with them, and so on. The only good thing about staying behind is that I might get a job offer during this time and be able to be gainfully employed by the time he gets back! Happy happy joy joy!

Today’s Great White North URL

Monday, September 4th, 2006

If you live in Ontario, watch out for ID fraud, especially if you own a house. You might find yourself neither a buyer nor a seller but homeless anyway.

Update: I wondered whether Mr. Reviczky had actually lost his home, and did a search. Couldn’t find out immediately, but did come across this, which sheds some light on what went on and the remedies proposed.

Today’s Traffic URL

Monday, September 4th, 2006

If you park illegally in Rio, watch out! Their traffic wardens really crack you up.

Today’s “Simon Peter Says” URL

Monday, September 4th, 2006

If St. Peter could walk on water, so could this chap in Gabon, Africa. Instead, he becomes a Darwin Award finalist. Who knew?

Today’s Other Celebrity Obituary URL

Monday, September 4th, 2006

We all know about the Crocodile Hunter’s death (stabbed by a sting ray: he now knows where Death’s sting is I suppose). But wait, there’s more!!! The King of Infomercials has passed away to that great Salad Spinner in the Sky.

All alone for a few weeks

Saturday, September 2nd, 2006

HWMBO is on his way to Singapore to visit his parents, I hope…He left around 5:30 for the airport. However, I just got a call from him: all BA flights before 7:30 were cancelled because the belts were out of order. His plane will be late, but he’s not sure how much, or whether it will take off at all.

Nothing on the news about this AFAIK. Keep your fingers crossed.

I wanted to go with him, but was dissuaded. Good advice on two fronts. First, I’d be spitting nails at this latest show of incompetence by BA and the airport. Second, I have a job interview on Monday. I would love to be gainfully employed full-time with a dependable paycheck. Yes, I like the free time I’ve had. However, not getting a regular paycheck sux. I just got word this morning that a customer for whom I gave a course at the end of May…MAY, fer Gawd’s sake! has finally paid up the money they owe my consultancy. Once the cheque clears (3-4 days, I suppose), they’ll then issue a cheque to my pay company, which will give me the money, less taxes and their fee, a few weeks from now. Who’d be a consultant/contractor?

Had another interview on Thursday afternoon, in Slough (Betjeman had something to say about Slough, and the British “The Office” is set there). The interview was a disaster, not because I interviewed badly: I interviewed very well, according to the person who was interviewing me. However, they had not gotten their requirements over to the agency in a way that the agency could translate well into providing suitable candidates. They’re really looking for a good technical network administrator (Microsoft) type who knows something about testing. The animal they asked for (a tester who is a technical whiz in networking, has an ISEB Practitioner’s certificate, and 5-6 years in testing) either doesn’t exist or if s/he does, is making a lot more money than they’re offering. However, the company has a couple of other slots that I might be good at filling and they’re shopping my CV around. Think some good thoughts my way, if you could.

Now off to iron altar linens, hey ho!

Today’s Aviation URL

Friday, September 1st, 2006

Planning on flying to P’town? Take British Bearways. This is moderately NSFW, but unbearably funny. Thanks to for a good laugh as HWMBO is preparing to fly to Singapore tomorrow.