Irregular Webcomic is damn fine.
Friday was a quiet domestic day of going shopping and being snowed on. The pimp call of the day was the job for someone with five years' Solaris and AIX that would have been £55K in banking, £45K anywhere else and was £35K working for a media company. 'Cos people will do anything to be rock stars. I politely declined.
Last night
redcountess and I watched Shaun of the
Dead. We failed to spot anyone we knew amongst the extras, except Liz spotting
preachermuaddib. Liz
empathised with wandering through suburban London and seeing no
difference.
Today, Liz and I sat in and geeked. I have given up on the hard way for
the moment (getting the wifi card to work under L**gn*x) and
have put W*nd*rs on the laptop.
flavius_m dropped over a
Macintosh G3 from
juliann and
naughtypixie! And
it's not a beige (ADB-only, no OS X higher than 10.2) — but a blue
G3 with 10.3.8! We are enormously pleased.
(Note to birthday conspirators: we will still be getting Liz a new Mac, probably a new iBook, when I have a cashflow again!)
Tomorrow I wander down to the high street for some shopping and to
accompany
arkady on a bureaucratic assault mission. Tomorrow
evening we all hope to be in Camden to greet
needler and
nadnad.