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Friday 28 February
A bizarre
report on Reuters
about a woman who received a delivery of the leg of her late
husband. She opened it thinking it was a lobstergram! (from Grr..)
Thursday 27 February
Evidence of Spring
Well, we enjoyed it, the
cat and I in the garden, in a watery sun.
It made a change from trying
to get my head round the "premature end of script headers"
that I've been getting trying to install the Open Journal script on the Unix hosting.
After 3 and a half years
of tortured struggle CIX have succeeded in producing a
new.....set of Terms and Conditions. I hope they can concentrate
on technical advance now but I'm not unduly optimistic.
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Wednesday 26 February
Spent all day yesterday
reading up on cgi scripts. I keep coming across blog tools that
use them and I've been hitting trouble trying to install them
on my hosting provider's machine. Printed out a few reams of
documentation from places like webmonkey which will help as soon as I can
get my brain into a receptive enough mode. I can see that eventually
it will be better for me to set up a server here to try the scripts
out before trying to get them installed in webspace.
Anyway - I managed to tire
myself so completely that I felt completely drained of energy
by the end of the day.
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Monday 24 February
This aggregator is a useful way to scan blogs
from the UK.
And, from the memepool, something completely different
- pencil
carving.
Pat's Shubukin
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Sunday 23 February
Interesting responses from
Richard
Dawkins .(found via linkmachinego
.)
The Tory party offer us
another pantomime to take our minds off the war - jolly good
show chaps. Nice to get away from politics sometimes.
Pat arrived back from a
couple of days in Montpelier at 2:30am so we sat around a while
and had an early morning rather than a late night.
My Flashpath smartmedia
reader needs 2 CR 2016 button batteries before it let me copy
any more photos over. Here's one taken yesterday of Gnutty tackling
a hazel nut.

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Saturday 22 February
The Steam Cleaner cometh...
Yes - to be sure - yesterday
I walked up to Argos and bought a steam cleaning
kit. These things
are great news and I wish I'd got one a long time ago and saved
myself a lot of energy and cleaning materials. I've been removing
crud from sink, cooker, utensils, paintwork and floor covering.
I haven't yet experimented with the carpet and upholstery cleaning
or with wall paper stripping but my expectations are high. The
real clincher when it came to the buying decision was the prospect
of defrosting the fridge in 5 to 10 minutes.
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Friday 21 February
My take on "The
conman, his lover and the Prime Minister's wife" for a new CIX conference
for the most jaded and cynical of viewers...
Crocodile
Foster
Crocodile
Foster (who apparently got his name from wrestling plastic
crocodiles in the bath) is a naive Australian backwoods fraudster
who
arrives in the big city of London eager to make an impression.
He does
not reckon on falling in with a gang of professional lawyers,
public relations consultants, politicians' wives, lifestyle gurus
and
media hacks. They all set upon him at once until the poor fellow
doesn't
know his up from his Antipodes which is where they send him when
they're
finished with their sport. Poor old Crocodile is in such a tizzy
that when
the News of the World offers him £200,000 for his story
the poor sap turns
it down under instruction from the lifestyle guru who cleverly
sells her
own once he's safely packed off out of the way.
Poor Crocodile
returns to Australia a muttering about an autobiography. A
man brought even lower and well and truly outclassed in his own
speciality.
A morality
tale with no morals. Avoid.
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Wednesday 19 February
Just to show I'm serious
about this music thing...
I've got the puny Cyrix based computer up and running Wordpad
so I can type this out without having any detrimental effect
on the performance of Wavelab2 which is busy digitising some
of my songs from 2 track cassette.
A mixed bag but I'm quite into salvaging the odd sample here
and there. Maybe even resuscitating some of the material if I
can persuade VST to co-operate with me.
Coryn has just sent me
a picture of his flatmate's kitten called "Misdemeanor".
Some bumf comes through
the door. We are about to have a CPZ in the local area. As a
keen Robot wars observer I had visions of Matilda patrolling
the street outside catching the unwary (as if there are not already
plenty of things which do that in this neck of the woods). But
I digress. This CPZ is a controlled parking zone for cars so
if I ever acquired one of those beasties again I would have to
pay £95pa to park outside my door. Hmm. And this is the
"consultation" exercise. I've had plenty of experience
of these with Islington council but in this particular case I
have no strong feelings on the matter. Closing date for comments
is 10th March if anyone in the Mildmay area does have concerns.
London is an unpleasant place to drive in any case so I'm not
planning to get transport here unless circumstances conspire
to demand it. And that is a real possibility...
I am having more thoughts
than I can transfer to text today. Thoughts about categories
- like musical categories - each represents a "world".
There are magazines around that make this explicit - PC World
for instance. So people inhabit onhabit one of these "worlds"
grouped around a shared interest. Why do I find this thought
so intriguing I wonder.
And why is it that the
level indicator on a kettle is the first thing on it to fail?
It's not a big thing I know but it's a sign that something's
wrong with the world. I've thought this one or two times in my
life.
And why am I saying this
anyway. Who would be interested? Is the world a better place
for the cyber presence of this musician's nest of thoughts or
is it a matter of profound indifference to cosmic harmony. Who
can tell eh?
Meanwhile here are the
words to an improvised and previously untranscribed song recorded
in 1988.
One more life's journey
one more life
one more memory
join the others
more feelings are stored
the day I saw you
my heart gave a leap
the day i saw you
my heart knocked sideways
I saw you then a few times,
learning about my views of people
everythings moving,
everythings changing
everything's doing something
unexpectedly
out of the blue into the sea
out of the blue into the sea
small faces along the way
say
"you might halt a little while
you might stop a little while
you might think you have,"
something's moving just the same,
something's moving just the same
beneath the waves of sound the people
wave or stand around
to synchronise their application
to the themes.
Makes a change from posting
pictures of cats anyway.
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Tuesday 18 February
I've been putting some
work in cutting out the links that didn't work properly. My current
dilemma is that after firing up Cubase and all the midi eqipment,
I suddenly found myself reading about cascading style sheets
and doing a little experimentation. It seems that my head is
more orientated towards web mechanics than music creation at
the moment. This concerns me because I don't want to to get too
far away from the music making process in case I lose my connection
altogether (and it's already pretty tenuous).
I'm having trouble getting
a new Barclaycard
delivered. The
old one expired at the beginning of the month. Barclaycard use
a firm called SMS to deliver the cards by courier. The problem
is that SMS seem incapable of arranging appointments and keeping
them. They also seem to have a chaotic automated email system
where no-one bothers to read the mail or keep a copy of it and
to be incapable of using the telephone. As a result I'm still
waiting a month after they initially tried to deliver it without
checking that I was in. Even the helpful Mrs D from customer
services admitted that she could not raise them on the phone
for over an hour and that their explanation seemed confused and
inadequate. It sounds like a man, a dog and a motorcycle operation
to me and Barclaycard should just use the registered post.
Slightly embarrassed to
find that I had forgotten to update the year at the top of this
page - slightly mollified to find that the webcounter reads over
a thousand visits now (and only a % are mine:-).
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Monday 17 February
Involved in a vaguely clerical
enterprise to integrate the outlines of my old notebooks into
the bio part of this site. Somehow my brain gets overwhelmed
by the sheer amount of personal history that's available via
my own mishapen scrawls and diagrams and I can only allow myself
the odd day to delve into all this stuff otherwise I think it
would tend to take me over. There are enough problems in the
present without my wrestling with 20 year old dilemmas.
Listening
to: Curtis
Mayfield - If there's hell below
Yesterday I tried to set
up a good photo of the squirrel by leaving some nuts about with
the window open and adopting a crouching position with the camera
ready. Of course, for the first time ever, the squirrel decided
not to come back for any more nuts and an icy wind was blowing
through the window, so after a while I closed the window and
turned off the camera...only to look round and see a beautiful
fox wandering around the garden in mid afternoon. He was gone
half a minute later. A pity I did not have a minute's more patience
as it would have been a great shot:-)
Sunday 16 February
"This site is best
experienced with your mouth open to equalise the pressure on
your eyes" - judge
for yourself.
I am vaguely thinking of
building a new PC for myself. It comes as somewhat of a shock
to find that I've had this one for four years now - and the motherboard
was s/h even then. So I've been trying to update myself with
hardware developments. I was surprised to learn that there are
3 different standards for AGP slots - outlined in this
page from the ATI
website.
Saturday 15 February
Walking up in Kingsland
Market this morning I was surprised at the lack of activity and
wondered briefly if it was due to the anti-war march. However
I soon realised that a more likely reason was the live broadcast
on BBC1 of the FA cup match between Manchester United and Arsenal.
Plenty of people went to
Hyde park anyway. I showed my ambivalence by staying at home.
I notice that Blair has now reversed the rhetoric by pointing
at the misdeeds of Saddam. Quite right too but very late in the
day...and at odds with the UN too who have had their focus on
WMD. Blair could easily turn out to be an ex-PM if a war supporting
the US goes badly. I've often wondered lately whether he might
be ready to jack in the job anyway and walk away, or whether
he has aspirations to serve a long time.
Listening
to - Curved
Air,
Blossom Toes.
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Friday 14 February
On the eve of the UN inspector's report
do I have anything coherent to add to the Iraq debate?
One certainty. The "fog of war"
has descended well in advance of any actual action. Governments
have been plugging their own agendas which have varying degrees
of detachment from the real situation. But it seems doubtful
that anyone's got a handle on what the real situation is.
If, (and it's a big "if"), there
is a second UN resolution to go ahead with military action then
this action could well be justified in the same way that action
against Milosevic was. Who can really argue against the power
that releases the people from an oppressive dictator? The opponents
of action against Afghanistan were weakened by the daily oppressions
wreaked by the Taliban on the people of that country.
Perhaps it is unfortunate that the US and
UK have consistently tried to invoke fear to support their case
rather than the moral case for united action against a renowned
and unloved oppressor of humanity. When all is said and done
it's a bit of a mystery to most people why this war is being
pursued with such vigor. There seems no outstanding reason. Attempts
to link Iraq with Al Queida have seemed as strained as the attempts
to portray WMD as almost ready to fly. The US didn't waste any
time finding out if this week's broadcast was really from Bin
Laden before leaping in with an assessment that he was an ally
of Iraq. Dossiers constructed from student essays haven't helped
credibility either
It seems unlikely that oil is a critical
factor. If that were so the easiest thing would be for the US
to cut a deal with Saddam - he'd love to be able to sell his
oil in an unrestricted way.
Looking at Blair it seems obvious enough
that he is driven by a passionate conviction in the rightness
of his approach. Is he participating in a major bluff with GWB
where Saddam is supposed to back down in the nick of time and
the US/UK will gain kudos from their "tough talking approach"?
Again, not too likely. The logisitics involved in shipping 100,000
fighters and equipment to the immediate area go well beyond the
normal military exercises. Is it a Western movie where the son
avenges the father who was well outlived in office by his defeated
opponent? Is it a conspiracy of Christian fundamentalists actually
pursuing a modern crusade? The ideas inevitably grow bizarre
because no-one really seems to have an explanation for why this
thing is going on. Can it really just be a symptom of species
madness? A lemminglike desire to fulfil the times by striking
the enemy? Or are there really some very good reasons why this
action is being pursued which can't be told for some reason...
The anti-war coalition seems almost as
confused about principles as the world leaders. Each faction
doesn't want war for a different reason. Given the huge anti-war
majorities in the polls, support seems curiously "soft".
People seem to be making judgements borne out their views of
Bush and Blair with little attempt to address the complex perspectives
of the total situation.
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Thursday 13 February
After a week of dampness
we have a cold, sunny, crisp day here in London. I have been
working on some archeology of myself. Digging out bits of history
and wondering how they all fitted together to make the life I
once had but which now seems like the ghosts of ancient half-remembered
dreams. I am occasionally bothered by the thought that this exercise
makes my life more complicated than it needs to be, by making
the past present.
Billy felt frisky enough to climb a couple
of trees while I pruned a few shrubs.
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Tuesday 11 February
"Whatever you do,
don't mention the war!"
But hey, I've had my attention
drawn to an article by Noam Chomsky in Al-Ahram
which purports to show how the US imperialists are intent
on taking over Iraq in order to further their global domination
dance routines. Noam is a clever man and he's been in this game
a long time. A solid academic achievement through his work with
language acquisition thirty years ago has given him the intellectual
credibility to act as a respected advocate of the peace movement.
Whilst there are several pertinent observations in the article
it's rather sad to see much of the same old polemic trotted out.
"..millions
may be at very serious risk in a country that is at the edge
of survival after a terrible war that targeted its basic infrastructure
-- which amounts to biological warfare -- and a decade of devastating
sanctions that have killed hundreds of thousands of people and
blocked any reconstruction, while strengthening the brutal tyrant
who rules Iraq."
Excuse me, Noam, that war was undertaken
by a large coalition of nations under a UN resolution in the
face of aggressive action against a neighbouring state (and UN
member). How come you can diss the UN when it suits your case
whilst at others it becomes a matter of regret that members have
not complied with resolutions.
In Noam's world Chancellor Schroeder's
widely satirised stand against military action in Iraq is transformed
from a grubby election device into a noble venture of daring
to listen to the people.
"Evidently,
the likely increase of terror and proliferation of WMD is of
limited concern to planners in Washington, in the context of
their real priorities. Without too much difficulty, one can think
of reasons why this might be the case, not very attractive ones."
Why am I not surprised? Well I am actually.
Are we to assume that the US leaders don't worry too much about
a dirty bomb in the heart of Washington or anthrax in the post?
I happen to think they must just be, you know Noam.
I have no argument to his conclusion to
the article -
"I think a realistic look at the world
gives a mixed picture. There are many reasons to be encouraged,
but there will be a long hard road ahead."
Er...yes
I came across this on http://binkley.blogspot.com/
"The choice now is not between war and
peace. It is between a credible 21st Century multilateralism
and a return to pure Great Power unilateralism. Ironically, the
British and Americans and East Europeans are the multilateralists
in this instance; while the French and Germans and Chinese and
Russians insist on wrecking the credibility of the U.N. To put
it in terms that the Old Europeans might understand, the French
and the Germans are the cowboys in international relations right
now, treating U.N. resolutions as so many fictions to be dispensed
with when they seem to wound national pride, or worse, might
actually empower the United States."
I think this is where the nub of the question
really is at the moment. The present divisions in NATO could
presage a stand against American domination by Russia, France
and Germany in the security council. If American then goes it
alone (with the UK) it could mean a return to the Cold War situation
where UN vetoes were the order of the day and the Great Powers
pursued their individual agendas almost unchecked.
If any concept of law and regulation of
anti social human activities is to make any sense then it must
operate for the global village as much as it does for any village
with a local policeman and magistrate. A UN which cannot come
to agreement is like a village with a magistrate, but no policeman
to bring an offender to justice. The "Old Europeans"
should consider whether they are wise to wash their hands of
the messy side of this affair and thus let the Bush Administration
act without being tied into any international agreements. Neither
course is particularly attractive but the unravelling of international
institutions will play right into the hands of Al Queida.
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Monday 10 February
When your image of the
other disappears...
Scanning activities, more
cats added.
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Sunday 9 February
Bremner, Bird and Fortune seems sharper tonight than it has been for some
time. Impending war giving satire a new edge I suppose - and
there is a lot to satirise in the present setup. Even I gasped
at the revelation that the Govt agency had been cutting from
ten year old student essays and pasting into the official dossier
on Weapons of Mass destruction (WMD).
I'm beginning to like The
Grateful Dead homepage design.
Some people have sent me
the satirical page where the names of the oil companies are cleverly
embedded into a Bush utterancer. I can't help but think that
it's slightly missing the point. The trouble is that it's also
potentially misleading in my view. I haven't seen anyone put
a logical case for the thing being about oil without making the
Bushoids seem more Machiavellian than the reactive, divided,
barely competent nature that they usually display. At times like
these do we have to seek the security blankets of tired old slogans?
Of course there's got to be an oil related component as Bush
is an oilman. But basically to me it looks like it's just a Western
where the son tries to get a posse to go after his dad's old
enemy. And isn't everyone, everywhere shitting a few secret bricks
about the WMD? Al Q showed the way that central institutions
in our kind of society are vulnerable to small scale operations
and I can't help thinking that it is kind of important for the
world to get on top of the problem of uncontrolled WMD being
distributed around the globe. Maybe it's just wishful thinking
to hope that this is acheivable anyway...
Personally I haven't ever
felt as vulnerable to terrorists since I've been living in London
as I do now. Even at the heights of the IRA campaigns.
Couple of additions to
cat pages and I've re-organised them
into a more logical structure.
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Saturday 8 February
A slight redesign going
on - the archives will be made monthly for the while and listed
down the left hand side of the page.
Friday 7 February
I've felt tired this work.
Less than optimal performance.
I don't wish to be altiloquent
or to involve you in unecessary cachinnation but if you should
need a few bon mots to add to your vocabulary dribbleglass might help.
There is an even bigger
current political question than the decision to go after Saddam
and that revolves around the status and future of the UN. It
could revert back to being the talking shop that it became in
the seventies and eighties or it could be on the verge of becoming
an embryonic World Government where the US (as main decision
takers) would be effectively President. Nations generally seem
to do best if they have adequate systems of Government, law and
security. Is their really any reason why we should not welcome
an equivalent for the World itself, or are we always to be at
the mercy of dictators and terrorists? One thing we can be sure
of is that, terrible as the weapons that toppled the World Trade
Centre were, the ones that will be available in an unregulated
future will be more terrible and lethal.
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Wednesday 5 February
There's a freezing wind
and I can't seem to get warm today no matter how many layers
of clothing I wear. Run down?
Big ideas to the fore on
BBC TV in the evening with Attenborough in the Life of Mammals
demonstrating the thin line between a chimp cracking a nut with
a piece of wood and the fall of the Mayan civilisation which
built great cities, the demands of which apparently reduced the
fertility of the surrounding soils to such an extentt hat the
cities themselves could not be sustained.
Then an interesting programme "The
day I died" on Out of the Body experiences (OOBE) during
periods of clinical death. Some research now indicates that these
are due to the quantum computers we have in micro-tubicles which
are the latticework of the neurons which make up the brain.
Tuesday 4 February
On Saturday and Sunday
we had an informal celebration of Chinese New Year by eating
stir fries and spring rolls. We also had fortune cookies. Looking
for sage observations upon the course of life, two of us were
somewhat startled to receive this stark message.
"If you are disappointed
with your superior report him to the higher authority"
Is this a subtle plot by
the Chinese to subvert our culture? Will millions of people who
have sampled the delights of a chinese meal start forming street
corner committees for the re-education of corrupt officials and
demanding bosses?
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Monday 3 February
Clean up after a weekend
of food and drink. Organise.
My bicycle has had a puncture for 5 days.
12noon - listening to Alan Partridge on BBC 7
featuring France's 2nd best racing driver.
Wash up, take front wheel
off bike and wipe off some oil. empty compost bin, have a bowl
of Ready brek, wipe a few surfaces, wash my mousemat, re-address
a letter, make a list of things to do, hunt for tyre levers....
1pm -
listening
to: Fairport
Convention selection.
I found a small cage full of peanuts in the back garden and hung
it up for the squirrels and birds. Hunting for tyre levers in
all my collections of small tools, tidying up as I go. Eventually
I find them in a drawer with (a bonus) the puncture outfit. However
as soon as I get the tyre off I see that it's damaged where the
valve is located so I need to go out and get a new inner tube.
I'm rung from work - Would I come in to fix a flickering fluorescent
tube? No thanks. Tomorrow.
2pm Brilliant sunshine helps everything. Drilled,
drained and opened a coconut. Walked to Dalston and bought a
new inner tube, a front tyre and some brake blocks. I'm feeling
guilty because I haven't done any serious maintenance on the
bicycle for at least a year.
In the bike shop I said my hellos to Owen who used to play guitar
with a group called Ocean who used to rehearse in the
Mayville about
14 years ago when I just started working there. He once amazed
me by playing "All around the watchtower" on my Spanish
acoustic which was strung right handed. Owen normally plays a
left handed guitar.All this took place in the little office where
I used to spend hours of infinite leisure between intense bursts
of activity. But I digress...
Checked email (95% spam as usual), blinked to CIX and tried to
provoke a bit of banter in cix:ambridge by letting "Kenton"
have a good whine.
3pm Listening to
"Moneybox" - radio 4.
What is the astute investor to do when nobody knows which way
the market is going to go? Listen to programmes like this and
get even more confused probably.
4:30pm Listening to: John Martyn selection
Tyre and front brake blocks fitted and then the quickest of spins
down the road to test it before darkness falls. Sitting down
for a rest and checking through a few PC Plus cover discs for
useful web software. I came across Cold Fusion express which
might be an interesting program to run.
5:30pm Posted a letter. Sat and thought
about a number of things. Checked my finances - could be better
but certainly could be worse. Enough to upgrade my PC if necessary
anyway so that's alright then. I've gathered quite a bit of affection
for this old PII that I use for 90% of activities. Washed and
dyed my hair which now has a darker appearance appropriate to
a person of my mental age (about 25-35 I should think). Then
I tried a a few photographic experiments trying to get a good
shot of myself. Hey - give me a chance - I'm nearly too old to
be a satisfied narcissist!

6:30pm Listening to Keith Jarrett.
No Farscape on TV because
the beeb prefers to fill up its schedules with snooker instead.
Photoprocessing a few snaps in Irfan view.
The I came over all tired
and had a nap with the cat.
Just a hint to myself of
the exciting lifestyle that might be achieved if I updated my
writing every hour - and just how centred on the computer I'd
have to be. Bear in mind that (by popular demand) I didn't include
either the refreshment breaks or the performance of certain bodily
functions in the above accounts. Credit where it's due.
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Sunday 2 February
Listening to some Curved Air with Chris - a great combination
of silky guitar and violin. We watched the cat and the squirrel
playing combative games on the back roof.
Last night we had a bit
of a play on the instruments but were not getting much co-operation
from some of the music equipment. I need to make some notes to
enable a quick setup for such rare occasions.
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Saturday 1 February
More snow falls in the
early hours

Chris is visiting from
Leicester. We looked at hurdy gurdys on the web and the range
of instruments available from the Early Music shop.
I printed out all my account details from
the hosting company in order to try and get some sort of handle
on running a more sophisticated website in that space.
Chris and Jane and Pat and I managed to
slip down to Old Henry's pub for a quick drink in the evening.
Pleasant enough - not so loud that conversation was out of the
question.
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