The medicine show.

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I have been having a most entertaining time attempting to type without using my right ring finger. Because it's got a nasty infection.

( full lurid details, including minor surgery )

One thing I did achieve at work was to upgrade my CrackBerry from OS 5 to OS 6. This is everything it's cracked up to be, and if you're a Crackhead then I recommend it wholeheartedly. You will need access to a PC running Windows natively — VirtualBox fails dismally, and I bodged it through with VMware, but making the USB work is sufficiently kludgey that I couldn't write up a how-to in good conscience. OS 6 is lovely and fixes the one bug in OS 5 that really annoyed me: FLAC playback skipping after the display dims.

In the hospital, I was most glad for a BlackBerry full of music and disposable free games. Particularly as I discovered I could switch the radio off, leaving it as a full-featured music player with games and wifi that WON'T BUG ME. RIM absolutely and spectacularly fucked up not pushing BlackBerry to the consumer years ago. This could have been the iPhone. Now it never will be, because RIM is run by insane incompetents. Hopefully they won't crater before my contract runs out, by which time there might be an Android phone I don't want to smash to pieces with a toffee hammer rather than use.

Pembury Sunday evening?

By the way: finger allowing, I plan to go to the Pembury tomorrow evening. Anyone else planning to? We can fight back the forces of hipsterdom together. I can use a smartphone in a pub.

Update: OK, I am not going to the Pembury tonight, because my train is not stopping at Hackney Downs due to engineering works. Arsebiscuits.