The Christmas Continuum
I don't know what day it is any more. I measure the passing of the time by the number of terrible films I've stared at, slack-jawed. While I do care for a woman in armour (Which sounds like it should be a Chaucerian cover of 'I love a man in uniform'. If zotz still paying attention to LJ, I expect him to be going 'Ancient Beatbox' right about now.) Burton's Alice was otherwise pretty poor. Anne Hathaway was also in the largely impenetrable Batman film, which I think boils down to 'Oh, just fuck off will you.'
I am the sort of bastard uncle that buys small children bicycle horns.
It feels like weeks since I rode a pushbike or committed any Ruby. Or Puppet. Or indeed committed either to Github. Soon I will revert to curmudgeonly 1990s admin stereotype and go find some hateful old SysV box to hand-admin via a selection of Korn shell scripts and clever applications of SSH.
Apparently people still think impenetrable tricks with SSH is well 'l33+. To which I say 'Get with the program, granddad'
'The Vitamin Murders' is jolly good stuff. I am reading the wrong books again.
I am the sort of bastard uncle that buys small children bicycle horns.
It feels like weeks since I rode a pushbike or committed any Ruby. Or Puppet. Or indeed committed either to Github. Soon I will revert to curmudgeonly 1990s admin stereotype and go find some hateful old SysV box to hand-admin via a selection of Korn shell scripts and clever applications of SSH.
Apparently people still think impenetrable tricks with SSH is well 'l33+. To which I say 'Get with the program, granddad'
'The Vitamin Murders' is jolly good stuff. I am reading the wrong books again.