I have just been grovelling round the back of the computer bench with the narrow vacuum attachment that generates extra suction. Or makes all the right noises to convince one that extra suction is being developed and is thus the correct implement to use for such jobs. That specific job being 'clean out the inside of the PC because it has been ( Read more... )

Cor cripes. Felt like I'd wandered out of a DC Thompson comic earlier as I walked back from the chippy with the bag of chips stuffed down my jacket to keep it and I warm. Crivens, etc.

You ever get to that state where there are far too many half-formed thoughts steaming around in your head like bricks in a spin-dryer, and you're waiting for the first one to come leaping out the front in a hail of glass shards and builder's rubble ( Read more... )

I have been using OS X kit for (counts on fingers...) four years and it has been a generally positive experience. Modulo the whole grafting of the NeXT/Netinfo malarkey onto an otherwise blameless BSD userland, the weird packaging disconnect (applications are packaged mostly-cleverly. The OS, er, isn't. Thus security/OS patching is a bit of a one- ( Read more... )

You'll have to forgive my lagging behind all the early adopters with their small hats and extra large fives, but Tasker is a virtual object of remarkable utility.

It doesn't appear to eat all the cycles, either.

(God, the last time I worried about that I was writing a copperlist. Has a damn phone got more horsepower than my old Amiga?)

I have just been ejected from Bristol Eye Hospital ( Read more... )

Bill Gibson in Bristol.

I really should know better than to follow Mr Ducker's (patented) random links. Through a combination of (special) circumstances, I discover that The People feature in more than the one Whovian New Adventure nov. Bugger.Comedy moment: I lost my GPS ( Read more... )

It's a bit odd when places where I used to fix computers turn up on the UrbEx boards. A while ago, I wrote that "The past was something other people brought up because they were festering for an argument, while for me it was some kind of unravelling stair-carpet and as long as I kept moving forward, the unravelling wouldn't catch me up and pitch me ( Read more... )

Dear Guardian/Observer

If your execrable weblogging c0dez hadn't been broken as designed, you wouldn't have this problem.

I would imagine that the thinking parts of teh internets have been trying to tell you that this is a solved problem 'til they're blue in the face, but your sort of wooly liberal probably likes daily proof that the ( Read more... )