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Tweetings- Question you don't want to be asked five minutes after waking: "Which recording of #Wagner's Ring Cycle would you recommend?" about 20 hours ago from web
- Night on the synth. I remember when I used to have nights on the tiles. 08:45:05 PM September 01, 2010 from web
- New blog post: Morphine in C - Ok, so driven in from the garden by a plethora of wasps and one annoying neighbour, I... http://ow.ly/18NFJh 12:32:25 PM August 31, 2010 from HootSuite
- Back to work today. It's just not right. 06:41:58 AM August 31, 2010 from web
- #korg microkorg is a wonderful synth. I'd have killed for this twenty years ago. Replaces a roomful of boards and patches. 05:58:24 PM August 29, 2010 from web
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Archive for July, 2008
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Little Boxes
Posted on July 30, 2008 | 3 CommentsI was speaking to Mr Daniels today and waxing lyrical, as is my wont, about the lovely messaging system in objective C. He commented that something I said was a really nice metaphor so I thought I’d post it here. Objective C, as you might... -
Announcing PressGang
Posted on July 30, 2008 | No CommentsLook up there! At the top! Where the page links are! See that one with ‘PressGang’? Well, that’s a new page that is. I’m currently adding Cocoa/Objective-C to my ever-lengthening list of programming languages and, as it usual for me, I’m writing something useful while... -
The Alamo (1960)
Posted on July 28, 2008 | No CommentsAbout as historically accurate as Lord of the Rings, but who cares! Rather than going for the continuous melancholic inevitability approach of the 2004 remake, this John Wayne outing goes all guns blazing for the ‘heroic last stand’ approach. Yeah, ok, so everyone dies, but... -
Jason and the Argonauts (1963)
Posted on July 28, 2008 | No CommentsYou really can’t beat a good 50s/60s “Swords and Sandals” epic, can you? Everything’s brightly coloured, the enemies are evil beyond belief, the heroes are manly beardy and the girlies swoon and flutter like swoony-fluttery things! And then there’s the awesome Harryhausen creations – in... -
The Horse Whisperer (1998)
Posted on July 28, 2008 | 2 CommentsM’okay, overbearing workaholic mum takes extremely traumatised daughter and her equally traumatised horse to see Robert Redford. Redford is, apparently, a horse whisperer and is able to settle and calm the most disturbed of beasts. Presumably, it’s the horse he’s to look after, and not... -
Something a little more modern.
Posted on July 20, 2008 | No CommentsToday we decided to get bang up to date (for us) and went to see something which was in use only a few hundred years ago. This was actually the first time I’ve been inside Linlithgow Palace and I was kind of amazed at the... -
Welcome to the 51st Century
Posted on July 19, 2008 | No CommentsJust back from a short trip to Cairnpapple. It’s a neolithic burial ground tucked away in the hills around Bathgate. Originally, it was a celtic place of worship (a woodhenge – a broad open expanse with a circle of wooden posts surrounded by a ditch... -
Sync Sunk and Bees
Posted on July 18, 2008 | 4 CommentsSo, as it happens, The Missing Sync isn’t as good as it purports to be. The functionality is great – it does a lot of fab stuff – it just, well, crashes. A lot. Like ALL THE TIME. Not only that, but it makes my... -
4th Ed. D & D Wierdness
Posted on July 15, 2008 | No CommentsBeen listening to a (n awesome) podcast for the past few mornings. It’s an ongoing series as part of the Wizards of the Coast D & D podcast that’s a live session of the guys from Penny Arcade playing 4th Edition D & D. Some... -
Controlled Falling
Posted on July 9, 2008 | 1 Comment“Go on,” she laughed, her eyes wide and sparkling, “show me again!” I gave a pretend sigh of long-suffering and dug the ten pence piece from my pocket again. It danced over the back of my hand, flickering in between my fingers like a ghost,...