What? You’re still here?
Too long, man. Too long. Seriously though. It has been too long. In my defence, I’ll simply say that I’ve been busy/lazy. Only one of these is a half-lie. It’s the Twitter, you see. The Twitter is taking up my time and, more importantly, taking the tiny kernels of ideas, thoughts, whines that I might […]
Goose-stepping, twelve-stepping…*
“My name is Gerry, and…” “Hiiiiiiiii, Gerry.” “Errrm, yeah, hi… Right, My name is… Oh right, done that. I have a problem.” “That’s the first step, Gerry. Now all you need to do is to accept that you’re merely a helpless puppet in the palsied, control-freak hands of a higher power and you’re well on […]
Meet the new blog, same as the old blog
It’s new and yet it’s not… Well, it is… Kind of. Welcome to Stare Into Space. All new domain name. All new, and completely original, look (see how it sparkles). Same old dull content. I am style above substance; form above function. I am the lipstick on the pig. Basically, my old blog was of […]
Handy, bite-sized chunks
I haven’t posted in a week. This is, in large part, due to the fact that I quite like having my good news post on the top of the list for any visitors to see (as I strongly suspect that many of you are far to lazy to actually scroll down to see if there […]
Heels: Dragged
I am the quintessential procrastinator. That Hamlet bloke has nothing on me. What the hell is wrong with me? I know I should be doing something a little more worthwhile (relatively speaking at least) and yet I don’t. Instead I do other things. I drink lots of tea. I stare out of the window for […]
Filckr Vs. Picasa
The death knell has sounded for flickr. Its uploader for Mac was buggy – editing anything already typed in the text fields before an upload caused it to go mental and, after every upload, it made me login again. It limited me to 100M a month, which isn’t too bad on an ongoing basis but […]
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I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.
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