Quick diary style update - for yesterday
yesterday I had a day off, my wife was working, so I was looking after the girls in the morning, and my wife got back in the afternoon.
Usually looking after the girls goes better when you try and stick some sort of structure on it, balancing out the fun, and the not so fun.
Started off by getting them to do the vacuum cleaning, while I did some other cleaning up round the house. If I get them to vacuum clean the house every week, hopefully the fact that they don't do that good a job, will be balanced off by the fact that it is done reasonably often. Had a quick trip out to dump stuff in the recycling point by the railway station, and pick up a big sack of leaves for my chicken wire leaf mould maker.
Then took a juice/tea break, and got them looking at the FontShop website looking at different fonts, for ideas. Got them to write their names in their own special fonts. Megan did a rather angular font, which I could easily imagine as a professional font. Hannah wrote her name using animals in the shape of the letters. As ever a lot of fun, but frustration along the way, when letters were too big, so a whole name could not fit onto the one page.
That pretty much took us to lunchtime, though I had also bought some broken oil pastels from the local arts shop, for them to experiment with.
In the afternoon, my wife got back, and we settled down to watch Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid, which I saw twenty years ago, and thought was very good. Pleased to see that it really was still very good, everyone enjoyed it, though truth be told my wife probably fell asleep during some of it. Big pile of family on the sofas, along with sleepy dog, laughing at some very silly stuff, and arguing over who all the stars were that had been pasted into the film, my wife being far better at recognising them than I was.
Then family tea, of splashy spaghetti bolognese.
Also watched a couple of episodes of Sledgehammer, I bought both series ages ago, and we watch a few episodes every now and a again, whenever the girls nagging gets too much! They do like Sledgehammer, from the classic openning theme, to the completely daft humour. Also watched some old Whose Line is it Anyway, which the girls did not quite understand, but seemed to get into eventually.
Also reading JPod, wrote a quick blog entry in the style of Douglas Coupland and usual playing about on the computer. Delighted to find Pilot Gel Marker Pens for sale on the internet, as they are simply the most fun art supply ever. I'll need to put in an order.
Also launch date for Leopard is now out, so I will be buying a new computer soon!!! Yeee Haaa!!!
Friday, 19 October 2007
Having bought JPod,
Yesterday I bought JPod by Douglas Coupland, not Copland as in the operating sytem (?), composer, and previous entries herein.
This was a bad idea because,...
Of course yesterday was not Friday, it was Thursday, but it was deemed to be a Friday, as I am on annual leave today.
Having bought JPod, which clearly was a bad idea, I now cannot in clear conscience treat myself to another impulse purchase,
if I were to treat myself to an impulse purchase it might be
However buying JPod was a good idea, because I am enjoying reading it, I really enjoyed Microserfs, which it is an obvious successor to, Generation X was okay, but not as geeky as Microserfs. I think I must have thrown out my copy of Microserfs and of Generation X, because I cannot find them, but if I do buy new copies, then they might turn up. I read them when I lived in Aberdeen, and I have a clear memory of walking down a street to buy a chinese takeaway, thinking in the style of Douglas Coupland.
Similarly I remember Paul Auster's writing infecting my imagination.
I was thinking of writing an ongoing blog entry as a detailed parody of JPod, but clearly as my parents have not inadvertantly murdered anyone, and I am not actually a code monkey, it might lose some of the particulars.
I have been listening to a lot of Mountain Goat's music recently, and the particular syntax of those, and JPod, and being tired, rather loops round in your head, and you start feeling like a character in someone else's imagination.
Things that bother me about Douglas Coupland
Last point, cross refer with Carl Hiaisen, (not spelt like that) and pretty much everyone else who writes nowadays.
This was a bad idea because,...
- I paid cash, when I had some book tokens sitting in an envelope next to my LaCie hard-drive, and therefore could easily have used them.
- It was on three for two, and I only bought the single book, but these three for twos, usually mean that you end up with stuff you don't want anyway.
- I am trying to reject materialism, and so don't feel that I need to treat myself to an impulse purchase each Friday, as a 'reward'.
Of course yesterday was not Friday, it was Thursday, but it was deemed to be a Friday, as I am on annual leave today.
Having bought JPod, which clearly was a bad idea, I now cannot in clear conscience treat myself to another impulse purchase,
if I were to treat myself to an impulse purchase it might be
- Clifford Font by Akira Kobayashi - one of the ones with big caps and little caps, but there are so many, it is confusing me
- the Martial Arts Weekend album by the Extra Glenns, which feature John Darnielle of the Mountain Goats,
- a self designed tee shirt from one of those places which lets you design your own tee shirt
- Macintosh laptop
However buying JPod was a good idea, because I am enjoying reading it, I really enjoyed Microserfs, which it is an obvious successor to, Generation X was okay, but not as geeky as Microserfs. I think I must have thrown out my copy of Microserfs and of Generation X, because I cannot find them, but if I do buy new copies, then they might turn up. I read them when I lived in Aberdeen, and I have a clear memory of walking down a street to buy a chinese takeaway, thinking in the style of Douglas Coupland.
Similarly I remember Paul Auster's writing infecting my imagination.
I was thinking of writing an ongoing blog entry as a detailed parody of JPod, but clearly as my parents have not inadvertantly murdered anyone, and I am not actually a code monkey, it might lose some of the particulars.
I have been listening to a lot of Mountain Goat's music recently, and the particular syntax of those, and JPod, and being tired, rather loops round in your head, and you start feeling like a character in someone else's imagination.
Things that bother me about Douglas Coupland
- I bought copies of Microserfs and Generation X, and now I cannot find them
- he makes lots of references to products etc, which I don't ordinarily like, but it works really well in his books, without seeming tacky
- the lego mini figs on the cover, in isometric projection are drawn wrong, the arms should be further forward, and the heads should be further forward, probably with visible necks
- he always seems really miserable in his interviews, as if he really hates writing, or really hates interviews, but he must be really rich, and could live in shed in the middle of nowhere with a laptop and never need to work again, so why should he bother writing books if he does not want to, or doing interviews if he does not want to,
- he has written way too many books, if he had only written a couple, then we would all think that they were the best thing since sliced bread
Last point, cross refer with Carl Hiaisen, (not spelt like that) and pretty much everyone else who writes nowadays.
Monday, 15 October 2007
I rather like the asceticism
Doing a bit of tidying up today, (wet day)
Took the dog out for a rather wet walk, he loved it as ever, sniffing and peeing everywhere, something that not many of us can get away with these days. Up on the hilltop, looking over the town to the distant bridges and slight hints of more distant hills through the mist.
Caught up with some emails, it is always quite nice to bottom out the email intray every week.
Looking over the FontShop website reading about Akira Kobayashi - though to be honest I had to google akira clifford to remind myself of his surname. His most famous creation is the clifford font, which is rather nice. I like Japanese woodwork tools, and they have an interesting approach to making things. Accordingly intriguing to read about how he approached font creation, he spent five years designing clifford. And yet it did not seem to be a pretentious noodling away design process, or endless craft for the sake of it. It is an exceptionally fine font. I rather like the asceticism of spending all that time on something so everyday that most people would never even notice it.
Trying to find a big ceramic bowl, which we must have chucked out years ago, so that I could put all the fruit into one really big bowl, rather than the current array of smaller bowls which means you inevitably forget some musty oranges someone else bought. Anyway. Annoyed that I could not find it, but more importantly I really want all the fruit in the same bowl. Same principle as putting all the shorts into one big pile, how do you know what you have unless you can see it all at the same time.
Been getting a bit annoyed with a few things, where it just seems that no matter how much I do, by and large nothing much happens, however things now vastly improved on various fronts as the work is shared out better and a few of things that have been sitting around unloved, seem to have started to sort themselves out. At root it is not really the amount of work that is annoying, it is feeling that you are doing it all, and no one else is, and the frustration of seeing the same stuff sitting and sitting.
- surprised by just how many items of each type of clothing I actually owned, once I sorted out all the polo shirts, or shorts into a single pile, it was incredible. And of course while there are some examples that I really like, mostly I'd forgotten I had them, and don't particularly care for them one way or the other.
- I suppose like everyone, I have a few clothes that I basically wear almost all the time, and a few that I also wear, and then there is the vast remainder
- lots of stuff too tatty to be smart, but too smart for the garden.
- got rid of some stuff, though probably not enough, it never is, really
- Also nice getting away from iGTD which has a long list of stuff to do, but rather sucks the fun out of anything.
- struck by the fact that I have a huge pile of surplus shoelaces and bootlaces, and never seem to buy them anymore, BECAUSE nowadays the laces last longer than the shoes. Something wrong there.
- cut up some old stuff for sticking in the composter, taking off the buttons first. In theory, if buttons were infinitely expensive, you could have a finite number of buttons to last a lifetime, and simply take them off your worn out clothes, and put them onto your new buttonless purchases.
- I generally have four shoes, two black, two brown, though in practice it is slightly more, as leather shoes gently fade into soggy footed uselessness
Took the dog out for a rather wet walk, he loved it as ever, sniffing and peeing everywhere, something that not many of us can get away with these days. Up on the hilltop, looking over the town to the distant bridges and slight hints of more distant hills through the mist.
Caught up with some emails, it is always quite nice to bottom out the email intray every week.
Looking over the FontShop website reading about Akira Kobayashi - though to be honest I had to google akira clifford to remind myself of his surname. His most famous creation is the clifford font, which is rather nice. I like Japanese woodwork tools, and they have an interesting approach to making things. Accordingly intriguing to read about how he approached font creation, he spent five years designing clifford. And yet it did not seem to be a pretentious noodling away design process, or endless craft for the sake of it. It is an exceptionally fine font. I rather like the asceticism of spending all that time on something so everyday that most people would never even notice it.
Trying to find a big ceramic bowl, which we must have chucked out years ago, so that I could put all the fruit into one really big bowl, rather than the current array of smaller bowls which means you inevitably forget some musty oranges someone else bought. Anyway. Annoyed that I could not find it, but more importantly I really want all the fruit in the same bowl. Same principle as putting all the shorts into one big pile, how do you know what you have unless you can see it all at the same time.
Been getting a bit annoyed with a few things, where it just seems that no matter how much I do, by and large nothing much happens, however things now vastly improved on various fronts as the work is shared out better and a few of things that have been sitting around unloved, seem to have started to sort themselves out. At root it is not really the amount of work that is annoying, it is feeling that you are doing it all, and no one else is, and the frustration of seeing the same stuff sitting and sitting.
The Old Machines ...
have no visible controls
are made of stone
just whisper now, when once they shouted
are making lost spirits flesh
are some one else's loose ends
once fixed our geography
are made of stone
just whisper now, when once they shouted
are making lost spirits flesh
are some one else's loose ends
once fixed our geography
Friday, 12 October 2007
plenty of good stuff ticking over
A disconcerting week,
currently slightly pre-occupied, as I lost my pass for the office, and it has failed to turn up. Probably not the end of the world, but having mildly obsessive compulsive tendencies, I really dislike mislaying things, dislike to a disproportionate and illogical extent. Basically I like things to be just so, so losing something is the complete - non just so. As far as I can figure out, I must have lost it on the way home by train. However it may turn up amongst the clutter.
Clearly on a roll, I then mislaid my earphones for my iPod, too early to tell yet, whether I simply left them on my desk at the office, and then buried them in paper.
I must have jiggered my back, because for the first half of the week I had a really stiff and sore back. Hence moving in robotic way, and only able to sleep in two positions, and in order to change position I had to wake up, sit up, and then sit down again. So on top of the sore back, add the perils of not actually getting much sleep.
Despite these misadventures, Friday finally happened along.
Things seem to be falling into place at work, a few pet projects are demonstrating encouraging progress, other folk seem to be picking up on them and running. As ever my role is one amongst many, but hopefully by keeping the process going, when it might otherwise have fallen, and bringing new people on board, the process is facilitated and kept going.
I think that I am really getting the benefit of all my efforts in getting out to meet people, and proactively build up networks of people interested in my area of work. It is time consuming, but this networking has delivered results that I could never have delivered on my own. To be honest I would happily do more networking, but the preparation and follow up is essential to make it worthwhile, and there is always a rising tide of stuff at the desk, emails etc, that won't go away.
I have mainly been listening to bootleg downloads of Mountain Goat concerts, which I would recommend. However part of the appeal of the Mountain Goats is that it is an extensive and inter-related oevre, so the more you get into it, the richer it seems. Accordingly, as I am pretty into the Mountain Goats, I really don't know what someone coming new to them would think.
Checking random blogs with references to the Mountain Goats, this almost obsessive interest is certainly not unique. I read a posting where the poster had become obsessed with the Mountain Goats, but had decided to stop short of checking John Darnielle's Flickr photostream, as it was getting to seem unhealthy. Sentiments I can certainly emphasise with. It is so easy to immerse yourself in another person's life. I suspect that we will get a rash of Fatal Attraction style thrillers in a year or two on the theme, or a Douglas Copland novel. One of those issues that is tempting to prod, but difficult to know what to make of it.
Currently feeling a little direction less, nothing much to do in the garden, not terribly motivated to take on any other projects, keen not to just spend money cos I'm bored. I am increasingly getting picky and avoiding making major investments of time and energy in stuff, unless it excites me. No doubt something will happen along, in any event I am hardly idle at the moment, so the lack of some windmill to tilt at, is no great loss. Plenty of good stuff ticking over.
currently slightly pre-occupied, as I lost my pass for the office, and it has failed to turn up. Probably not the end of the world, but having mildly obsessive compulsive tendencies, I really dislike mislaying things, dislike to a disproportionate and illogical extent. Basically I like things to be just so, so losing something is the complete - non just so. As far as I can figure out, I must have lost it on the way home by train. However it may turn up amongst the clutter.
Clearly on a roll, I then mislaid my earphones for my iPod, too early to tell yet, whether I simply left them on my desk at the office, and then buried them in paper.
I must have jiggered my back, because for the first half of the week I had a really stiff and sore back. Hence moving in robotic way, and only able to sleep in two positions, and in order to change position I had to wake up, sit up, and then sit down again. So on top of the sore back, add the perils of not actually getting much sleep.
Despite these misadventures, Friday finally happened along.
Things seem to be falling into place at work, a few pet projects are demonstrating encouraging progress, other folk seem to be picking up on them and running. As ever my role is one amongst many, but hopefully by keeping the process going, when it might otherwise have fallen, and bringing new people on board, the process is facilitated and kept going.
I think that I am really getting the benefit of all my efforts in getting out to meet people, and proactively build up networks of people interested in my area of work. It is time consuming, but this networking has delivered results that I could never have delivered on my own. To be honest I would happily do more networking, but the preparation and follow up is essential to make it worthwhile, and there is always a rising tide of stuff at the desk, emails etc, that won't go away.
I have mainly been listening to bootleg downloads of Mountain Goat concerts, which I would recommend. However part of the appeal of the Mountain Goats is that it is an extensive and inter-related oevre, so the more you get into it, the richer it seems. Accordingly, as I am pretty into the Mountain Goats, I really don't know what someone coming new to them would think.
Checking random blogs with references to the Mountain Goats, this almost obsessive interest is certainly not unique. I read a posting where the poster had become obsessed with the Mountain Goats, but had decided to stop short of checking John Darnielle's Flickr photostream, as it was getting to seem unhealthy. Sentiments I can certainly emphasise with. It is so easy to immerse yourself in another person's life. I suspect that we will get a rash of Fatal Attraction style thrillers in a year or two on the theme, or a Douglas Copland novel. One of those issues that is tempting to prod, but difficult to know what to make of it.
Currently feeling a little direction less, nothing much to do in the garden, not terribly motivated to take on any other projects, keen not to just spend money cos I'm bored. I am increasingly getting picky and avoiding making major investments of time and energy in stuff, unless it excites me. No doubt something will happen along, in any event I am hardly idle at the moment, so the lack of some windmill to tilt at, is no great loss. Plenty of good stuff ticking over.
Saturday, 6 October 2007
Poets Day
I have been out a fair bit in the past week, going out to a variety of meetings in different places, so it has been a bit erratic when I have had a chance to get something decent to eat. Probably as a side effect of that, I seem to have been getting a lot of headaches, which becomes a little self perpetuating. Once your head is a bit fuzzy, your judgement is a bit fuzzy, and you do tend to lose a bit of perspective.
Slightly weird on Friday, when I could not focus my eyes for about half an hour. Certainly disconcerting at the time. This growing older has little to recommend it.
All told it has been good to get out and see some new people. I think in our nature of work it is incumbent on people to be accessible and get out, though whatever you do, is only the merest scratch of the surface. Some very impressive thinking and practice going on, which I would like to draw on.
Got a chance to visit a new Apple Store - wow/hmmm - wow in the sense that it was very impressive, hmmmm - in the sense that it was very clearly a premium sort of place, no cheap end of lines to be had, big tables with lots of the same model, which you could just play with for a while. Quite a simple idea, but useful, as it allowed me to try out the new aluminium keyboard, which seems okay, but I'd like the keys to have a more positive action, and to look over the laptops, I think that the small white laptops just look more laptop sized, so I would probably just go for one of those. Some software, but not a vast selection. A lot of people around, but it was that sort of place, it needed to have folk milling around, or it would just be a big empty barn. The staff seemed friendly and helpful, which is good, as otherwise it might be a bit daunting.
Not too sure what I did yesterday, nothing too much, but after a long week, I am not going to OD on doing nothing much.
I should of course point out that this is all via 'official sources' namely
http://www.themountaingoats.net/wiki/doku.php?id=mp3s:home
I am particularly impressed with the live music recordings, I guess that they will be pretty variable with some being absolutely dreadful in terms of sound quality, but the ones I have listened to so far, are pretty okay for sound quality, and the good natured joshing with the audience more than makes up for that. In fact quite a few of the songs sound lighter and brighter live, with the recorded versions being a little austere. Although the subject matter can be quite dark, there is always a sense of humour at play. These are songs of self-dramatising characters, and always border on the absurd.
So I have downloaded various rarities to my ipod, and a few concerts, which I will add to. It is a little tricksy, getting the stuff into iTunes, but double clicking on the downloaded MP3 seems to work best.
The forum on the official Mountain Goats site also looks to feature less spelling mistakes than most, and more thoughtful/amusing comment.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blackberries
Although some were a bit mouldy looking, and there were less with that wonderful sheen of a really good berry, it was a good picking, and the dixie was filled reasonably quickly. Took them home, crushed them up, decanted the juice into a pyrex to sit, and we can add it as a jus to ice cream. I firmly believe that we need to be emulating the diet of a hunter-gatherer, so the more berries the better.
I am slightly in two minds about work, I suspect that we should be more ambitious in what we are attempting, but I am not sure that it is within my means to do this. As ever long walks with the dog are always beneficial in figuring out where you want to go with things.
Finally - poets day on Friday - piss off early tomorrow's saturday. Came up with an opening line for a poem -
its good to be a dog
now to write the rest of it
Slightly weird on Friday, when I could not focus my eyes for about half an hour. Certainly disconcerting at the time. This growing older has little to recommend it.
All told it has been good to get out and see some new people. I think in our nature of work it is incumbent on people to be accessible and get out, though whatever you do, is only the merest scratch of the surface. Some very impressive thinking and practice going on, which I would like to draw on.
Got a chance to visit a new Apple Store - wow/hmmm - wow in the sense that it was very impressive, hmmmm - in the sense that it was very clearly a premium sort of place, no cheap end of lines to be had, big tables with lots of the same model, which you could just play with for a while. Quite a simple idea, but useful, as it allowed me to try out the new aluminium keyboard, which seems okay, but I'd like the keys to have a more positive action, and to look over the laptops, I think that the small white laptops just look more laptop sized, so I would probably just go for one of those. Some software, but not a vast selection. A lot of people around, but it was that sort of place, it needed to have folk milling around, or it would just be a big empty barn. The staff seemed friendly and helpful, which is good, as otherwise it might be a bit daunting.
Not too sure what I did yesterday, nothing too much, but after a long week, I am not going to OD on doing nothing much.
- a bit of reading the papers, I do like the Times on a Saturday - not sure I will ever read it cover to cover, but a good read, with some very good regular columns. One of my daughters is even starting to get into reading it. She also came home from school shocked, telling us about how dreadful the Nazis were to the Jews and did we know about it! Pointed out to her that we did actually know about this, and Stalin and Mao were equally appalling.
- Having bought four Mountain Goats albums and two EPs, I now have enough of their music to just play it on shuffle whenever I am out iPod-ding. But always good to add to it, though less good to be buying it at the rate of an album every week or more. Accordingly delighted to come across various Mountain Goats music available for free download.
I should of course point out that this is all via 'official sources' namely
http://www.themountaingoats.net/wiki/doku.php?id=mp3s:home
I am particularly impressed with the live music recordings, I guess that they will be pretty variable with some being absolutely dreadful in terms of sound quality, but the ones I have listened to so far, are pretty okay for sound quality, and the good natured joshing with the audience more than makes up for that. In fact quite a few of the songs sound lighter and brighter live, with the recorded versions being a little austere. Although the subject matter can be quite dark, there is always a sense of humour at play. These are songs of self-dramatising characters, and always border on the absurd.
So I have downloaded various rarities to my ipod, and a few concerts, which I will add to. It is a little tricksy, getting the stuff into iTunes, but double clicking on the downloaded MP3 seems to work best.
The forum on the official Mountain Goats site also looks to feature less spelling mistakes than most, and more thoughtful/amusing comment.
- Also yesterday, did a trip to get some last brambles. However on checking up, we have now passed Michaelmas, 29 September, so according to tradition, the devil has either spat on, or urinated on the brambles, and they should not be picked.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blackberries
Although some were a bit mouldy looking, and there were less with that wonderful sheen of a really good berry, it was a good picking, and the dixie was filled reasonably quickly. Took them home, crushed them up, decanted the juice into a pyrex to sit, and we can add it as a jus to ice cream. I firmly believe that we need to be emulating the diet of a hunter-gatherer, so the more berries the better.
- Also steadily putting more stuff onto iGTD which is one of these task management tools. Not sure that I have quite got the hang of it yet, but starting to get there. Once set up with recurring tasks, it should imply chug away reminding me of what I need to do.
I am slightly in two minds about work, I suspect that we should be more ambitious in what we are attempting, but I am not sure that it is within my means to do this. As ever long walks with the dog are always beneficial in figuring out where you want to go with things.
Finally - poets day on Friday - piss off early tomorrow's saturday. Came up with an opening line for a poem -
its good to be a dog
now to write the rest of it
Saturday, 29 September 2007
What makes humans different from animals
I recently have got a copy of Against the Grain by Richard Manning, which covers some of the same questions that I studied at university.
What is it that makes humans so different from other animals?
Obviously we enjoy uniquely adaptable bodies, with skillful hands, a highly mobile head, and the ability to manipulate and focus effectively on objects close to us. Within that body, we are capable of making use of the benefits that derive from a larger brain. However, I think that the ability to pass information across your own generation, and down through other generations is vital. It meant that individuals were no longer limited by their own experience, they could draw upon the collected wisdom of their species. So although we consider ourselves as individuals, our real role, as with ants, is merely as a small component of our generation, collating and passing on our understanding.
Passing on your understanding is much quicker than trying to evolve your way out of a problem. It gives us an edge in unpredictable times. And in a competitive situation, an edge need not be large to be significant, when it comes down to it, the one with edge wins.
It would be interesting to study the proverbs, sayings, beliefs, religions, customs, of different peoples, considering them as cultural adaptations to the environment that they faced. What do these things tell us about peoples that are no longer there, how did they cope with their environment.
What is our cultural toolkit now, and what does it begin to tell us about ourselves?
What is it that makes humans so different from other animals?
Obviously we enjoy uniquely adaptable bodies, with skillful hands, a highly mobile head, and the ability to manipulate and focus effectively on objects close to us. Within that body, we are capable of making use of the benefits that derive from a larger brain. However, I think that the ability to pass information across your own generation, and down through other generations is vital. It meant that individuals were no longer limited by their own experience, they could draw upon the collected wisdom of their species. So although we consider ourselves as individuals, our real role, as with ants, is merely as a small component of our generation, collating and passing on our understanding.
Passing on your understanding is much quicker than trying to evolve your way out of a problem. It gives us an edge in unpredictable times. And in a competitive situation, an edge need not be large to be significant, when it comes down to it, the one with edge wins.
It would be interesting to study the proverbs, sayings, beliefs, religions, customs, of different peoples, considering them as cultural adaptations to the environment that they faced. What do these things tell us about peoples that are no longer there, how did they cope with their environment.
What is our cultural toolkit now, and what does it begin to tell us about ourselves?
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