I'm at a funny time of things in my internet life. I'm a bit, as they constantly say at work, over it as it were. I don't have that exciting a life to blog about, I am at one of those stages where it is a struggle to get motivated to write something on here.
I'm trying to leave behind the general leftish ranting in reaction to news pieces from the States, Iraq or Canberra - or elsewhere for that matter. I know I am not going to be hired for a prominent international newspaper or website for my opinion pieces, so when I do go off at Bush or Howard for whatever they are doing this week, it just feels like another whinge about things I cannot affect. Pissing into the wind may be an appropriate phrase - no one is going to care what this little visited corner of the interwebs is going on about.
And will Google please stop trying to get me to 'upgrade' my blog? I tried it once already and it didn't take this along with it, and the messages say we are now ready for you to switch over, like are you fuck. Scuse my French. I keep trying, they keep rejecting this blog going across with me - maybe it's because I took my links off the template perhaps? Maybe I will just give in and do a link from this place to any new thing I do set up. Wasn't it better when Google were the little new kids on the block?
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps - wasn't that a song?
And although I do love love love Flickr, photographs being a passion of mine, when trying to put some of my pics into relevant groups today, I just got sick of the amount of choices there were, and the fiddliness of getting pics into groups. Choice is overwhelming online, especially since earlier in the week I also signed up to that del_icio.us 'social networking' thing - if only the computer could read my mind and categorise the photos and websites from there, it would be most helpful. And don't even get me started on YouTube.
Broadband would help of course. Either I would do the stuff I wanted to quicker, and be able to listen to the hockey radio coverage clearly, rather than break break break, or I would do more stuff LOL. That's always the threat with broadband, but it would be so cheap for the lessening of all that frustration.
Or maybe it is simply too hot lately to put up with things. Isn't supposed to get below thirty in Briz Vegas all week, and, although we have had a mild summer thus far, and it has been much hotter in other parts of the country, well, above thirty is too hot for me. Wellington never got above 27 most summers. Yeah, get out the violins, I'm rambling.
I could talk about my work week and the huge amounts of negativity and cynicism rolling around the place, and the fact that the most negative and cynical of the people there are the ones that wander around the place, spending half an hour out of their desks at times, but that would just get me even more wound up LOL.
Was going to see Borat tonight, the movie has been out for so long that there are no afternoon sessions anymore, but decided to wait until tomorrow instead. Maybe will head into town, perhaps the Gallery of Modern Art or something, just to do the getting out of the house thing. Downloaded the Australia Day South Bank programme for next weekend's Something To Do, and the weekend after that am in NZ for that flying visit to the grandparents. Weekend after that, I may go and see the Brisbane International Car Show.
Would also like to go see Walking With Dinosaurs, but am betting that will go by the by as well. Trying to get my parents, read for that father, enthused in much is very difficult. Or maybe I should just ask for activity buddies across the internet? Nah, that never works, especially when emphasising activities only, blah blah.
Going through my email, the latest Borders e-newsletter has Nicole Ritchie writing a book. The apocalypse is almost upon us, obviously - with not one, but the choice of two covers 'for a limited time' - Oh Mi God, craptacular. Also advertising An Inconvenient Truth out next week - maybe I will get it to persuade the climate change unbelievers in the house to convert LOL.
Yes, my blog has gotten boring enough to review emails - I am going with the excuse that I was in shock that Nicole Ritchie could write or some thought similar. Her book is about a nothing type girl adopted by a rock superstar and the wild parties that ensue. Hmm, not going to comment on that at all.
Will see how blog inspired I am tomorrow
Paul
I'm trying to leave behind the general leftish ranting in reaction to news pieces from the States, Iraq or Canberra - or elsewhere for that matter. I know I am not going to be hired for a prominent international newspaper or website for my opinion pieces, so when I do go off at Bush or Howard for whatever they are doing this week, it just feels like another whinge about things I cannot affect. Pissing into the wind may be an appropriate phrase - no one is going to care what this little visited corner of the interwebs is going on about.
And will Google please stop trying to get me to 'upgrade' my blog? I tried it once already and it didn't take this along with it, and the messages say we are now ready for you to switch over, like are you fuck. Scuse my French. I keep trying, they keep rejecting this blog going across with me - maybe it's because I took my links off the template perhaps? Maybe I will just give in and do a link from this place to any new thing I do set up. Wasn't it better when Google were the little new kids on the block?
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps - wasn't that a song?
And although I do love love love Flickr, photographs being a passion of mine, when trying to put some of my pics into relevant groups today, I just got sick of the amount of choices there were, and the fiddliness of getting pics into groups. Choice is overwhelming online, especially since earlier in the week I also signed up to that del_icio.us 'social networking' thing - if only the computer could read my mind and categorise the photos and websites from there, it would be most helpful. And don't even get me started on YouTube.
Broadband would help of course. Either I would do the stuff I wanted to quicker, and be able to listen to the hockey radio coverage clearly, rather than break break break, or I would do more stuff LOL. That's always the threat with broadband, but it would be so cheap for the lessening of all that frustration.
Or maybe it is simply too hot lately to put up with things. Isn't supposed to get below thirty in Briz Vegas all week, and, although we have had a mild summer thus far, and it has been much hotter in other parts of the country, well, above thirty is too hot for me. Wellington never got above 27 most summers. Yeah, get out the violins, I'm rambling.
I could talk about my work week and the huge amounts of negativity and cynicism rolling around the place, and the fact that the most negative and cynical of the people there are the ones that wander around the place, spending half an hour out of their desks at times, but that would just get me even more wound up LOL.
Was going to see Borat tonight, the movie has been out for so long that there are no afternoon sessions anymore, but decided to wait until tomorrow instead. Maybe will head into town, perhaps the Gallery of Modern Art or something, just to do the getting out of the house thing. Downloaded the Australia Day South Bank programme for next weekend's Something To Do, and the weekend after that am in NZ for that flying visit to the grandparents. Weekend after that, I may go and see the Brisbane International Car Show.
Would also like to go see Walking With Dinosaurs, but am betting that will go by the by as well. Trying to get my parents, read for that father, enthused in much is very difficult. Or maybe I should just ask for activity buddies across the internet? Nah, that never works, especially when emphasising activities only, blah blah.
Going through my email, the latest Borders e-newsletter has Nicole Ritchie writing a book. The apocalypse is almost upon us, obviously - with not one, but the choice of two covers 'for a limited time' - Oh Mi God, craptacular. Also advertising An Inconvenient Truth out next week - maybe I will get it to persuade the climate change unbelievers in the house to convert LOL.
Yes, my blog has gotten boring enough to review emails - I am going with the excuse that I was in shock that Nicole Ritchie could write or some thought similar. Her book is about a nothing type girl adopted by a rock superstar and the wild parties that ensue. Hmm, not going to comment on that at all.
Will see how blog inspired I am tomorrow
Paul
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