Tee Hee

It's Leela's birthday tomorrow! I am attempting to organise a birthday extravaganza, the likes of which haven't been seen in the northern hemisphere since King Richard III took his girlfriend to the fair on her birthday, back in 1469. Although at that point he would have been a prince, which is entirely appropriate as I am also waiting for my time; I am sure that everyone in my path will abdicate, because they know what an awesome king I'll be. And I won't need no stinking horse neither, for I shall drive cars.

In other news, it has been noted that my entries here are becoming increasingly infrequent. The sad fact is that, unlike the halcyon days of yore when my client list and workload allowed me to take time off on a whim and a fancy, I now spend my days working extremely hard, and my evenings recovering. There just isn't much room left for writing diary entries. I often think of things I could post, but am usually nowhere near a computer.

However, I am taking steps to address this; among other project in the pipeline, my N95 8GB has some fancy post-to-atom app they call lifeblog, and I've written some basic code to take in the text and photos from my phone, and output them to files. Now I just need to tidy it up and tie it into this thing, and we should be back in business. And I'm going to put it on CPAN - after about 17 years programming, and 10 years developing in perl, I think it's about time I released some code. In the immortal words of Bill Murray, baby steps.

Comments

Michael Stubbs

That's what I call good customer service - a man who reads his diary comments.

radiac

I try!

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