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Errors while loading page from application

September 14, 2007 Leave a comment

Errors while loading page from application

There are still a few kinks (a few?!) Facebook and the makers of Scrabulous are trying to iron out (what’s taking you so long?). We appreciate your patience as we try to fix these issues (my patience has expired). Your problem has been logged (that logfile must be huge) – if it persists, please come back in a few days (a FEW DAYS????! Are you serious?). Thanks!

Goodness knows how much money Facebook is making from advertising and whatnot, so I find the technical outages and general level of performance inexcusable. And suggesting that when an application doesn’t work to come back in a few days beggars belief. But since Facebook has now become ubiquitous, I’m not going away. I hate being held by the short and curlies.

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The naïveté of the long distance journaler

July 12, 2004 Leave a comment

“Initial Mood after Creating Live Journal -

Elated, perhaps even ecstatic. I’m feeling very pleased with myself because I’ve entered a whole load of interests, ranging from the mundane to the truly bizarre. Some of these are even genuine.

I will reflect for a while, then add some more.”

On July 3rd. 2003 I created my LJ account and made my first entry, shown above, describing my mood. In my naïveté I imagined that the purpose of the LJ was to document moods. ::hollow laughter:: How wrong I was! It turned out that my LJ would be an insatiable trash can for tittle tattle, nonsense, ribald banter and general foolishness. Not only that, but it became a clickable repository of amazing and frequently hilarious revelations about people I’d never met, but who nevertheless occasionally posted pictures of their private parts, or at least who I wished would post pictures of their private parts.

And so now, in the springtime of my LJ affair, I reflect back on that rollercoaster ride of emotional fecundity (note gratuitous and inappropriate use of “fecundity”, because I like to include it wherever I can) that the last year proferred and which I greedily feasted upon, and I say to myself:

“COR BLIMEY!”.

Which brings me to the topic of this evening’s post which is about those upside down food processor zizzy things that they’re advertising on TV at the moment. You get three or four upside down thingummy cups, three or four thingummy lids, and a thingummy motorised zizzer and a book of recipes, all for $99.99 (or three “easy” payments of $33.33 … do the math).

The upside down thingummy does EVERYTHING. After you’ve bought one of these things you might as well trash everything in your kitchen cupboards: your juicer is obsolete, your whisker is obsolete, your food processor is obsolete, your cocktail shaker, your egg beater, your forks, your knives, your spoons. Even that weird little twisty thing that’s rusting in the back of the teatowel drawer and you’re keeping because it looks like an important part of something is obsolete. This is true, since the upside down food processor zizzy thing can:

  • Turn a few tomatoes and a lettuce leaf into a fine Lobster Thermidor
  • Whisk water and an ice cube into a Saffron Flavoured Peach Sorbet
  • Remove that irritating (not to mention embarassing) stain on the front of your blue twill trousers
  • Turn lead into gold (and gold into lead, when you get sick of gold)
  • Stop people who live in Seattle moaning about the weather

(OK, so the last one is a joke.)

So, what is the catch, I hear you groan? The catch is that the upside down food processor zizzy thing is just that: an UPSIDE DOWN FOOD PROCESSOR!

Don’t waste your $99.99 … just make sure that whenever your use your existing food processor you stand on your head.

Thus endeth the lesson.

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Checklist for typical day

July 7, 2003 Leave a comment
  • Wake up to strange sensation of kitten pouncing on various body parts
  • Retreat said body parts under duvet, hence avoiding painful injury
  • Listen for a while to the distant sounds of plates and cornflakes from the kitchen
  • Greet the lovely S, as she arrives bearing a mug of strong coffee
  • Drink coffee to sounds of Sesame Street emanating from the living room
  • Leap up once S has finished in the bathroom
  • In to bathroom for morning ablutions with orange toothbrush, green sponge, blue electric razor and red shower gel
  • Kisses for S as she leaves for her walk to work
  • Administer any remaining ablutions for Poopsie
  • Pack Poopsie into the car, and off to day care, listening to classical public radio
  • Deposit Poopsie at day care. Hoist Poopsie in air saying “wheeeeeeee”. Hoist Poopsie friend no 1. in the air saying “wheeeeee”. Then friend no. 2 … etc.
  • Walk briskly to car, and thence drive to work
  • Arrive at work. Read email. Do work. Sit in meetings. Drink coffee. A bit of programming. A few Powerpoint slides. A proposal or two. A videoconference. You get the idea.
  • Lunch at the canteen
  • More work. More coffee. More meetings.
  • Back to home. Sometimes via day care, sometimes directly.
  • Sort through latest offers for cesspit inspections and credit cards that have arrived in the mail
  • Watch while S prepares supper for Poopsie
  • Watch while Poopsie eats it, and deposits choice morsels on the floor
  • Chase Poopsie through the house shouting “Nuuuuuuude” before she gets in her bath
  • Make up a story for Poopsie while she dries after her bath. E.g. “Once upon a time there was a hairy green monster with a massive bogey hanging out of his nose…”
  • Poopsie off to bed. Time to go in and pretend to be “Daisy”, and try to persaude her to go to sleep.
  • Eat supper with S. Mostly something she makes. Sometimes something I make.
  • Chase S around the house, shouting “Nuuuuuuuude” before catching her and having my despicable way with her
  • Retire, tired but happy, to the PC, and type drivel like this

Well, this is supposed to be a journal!

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