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Jul. 10th, 2005 11:12 pmIt's too hot for, well, anything. It's 32C/90F in my room, at 11pm. I picked up the guitar for the first time in just over two weeks today, having not touched it during my week of illness or the last week. You might not think playing guitar is a strenuous activity but I'd only been going for about 15 minutes before I was on the verge of dehydrating. Ace. I'd probably be dead if I played drums.
I got an email from the head of my course at university, and one of the questions is "remind me who your project supervisor is again?" How do I remind him that he is actually my supervisor, without (a) making him look stupid, and (b) without making me look like I should have had more regular contact with him? What a mini-dilemma. On the other hand, I checked up on my timetable and I have almost 2 months to the day in which to do the project, so that shouldn't be a problem.
On a totally different note - and one I wouldn't usually comment upon - every so often I'm reminded of how much better the 80s and early 90s were in terms of television. I know people have a tendency to remember the positive aspects and forget the dross, leading to an inflated opinion of the past, but there was a lot of good stuff back then. I'm mainly thinking of programmes like Twin Peaks, Northern Exposure, early seasons of the X-Files, Blackadder Goes Forth, Star Trek TNG, even Beavis and Butthead. I'm gonna throw repeats of M*A*S*H in there too, even though that's cheating really. And does anyone remember the children's programme 'The Odyssey'? That was weird. (As an aside, it's quite scary to look through lists of classic shows and see that some of my memories of them are perhaps 20 years old, such as with Hill St. Blues or Taxi.) These days I maybe watch tv for an hour a week, since the deluge of 'reality' TV and home improvement tends to drown out everything else. Yesterday was a pleasant exception though, with the completely mismatched double bill of Red Dust, a sad depiction of the end of apartheid in South Africa and some of the implications, and Mad Max, which surely needs no introduction.
And to abruptly jump topics again, I've been programming in Visual Basic recently. Visual Basic is to computer programming as ebonics is to English. The more VB I use, the more ineffectual and worthless it seems. Don't go near it, folks. Python is the only true programming language.
Wait! There's more. Google Maps UK launched recently. Or at least the satellite part did. Or maybe I'm just making it all up. Anyway, it's a shame the satellite detail is poor in most parts: I live roughly here, for example. Some areas like Loughborough and London have the high-definition satellite imagery though.
(PS. http://local.google.co.uk is very cool too.)
I got an email from the head of my course at university, and one of the questions is "remind me who your project supervisor is again?" How do I remind him that he is actually my supervisor, without (a) making him look stupid, and (b) without making me look like I should have had more regular contact with him? What a mini-dilemma. On the other hand, I checked up on my timetable and I have almost 2 months to the day in which to do the project, so that shouldn't be a problem.
On a totally different note - and one I wouldn't usually comment upon - every so often I'm reminded of how much better the 80s and early 90s were in terms of television. I know people have a tendency to remember the positive aspects and forget the dross, leading to an inflated opinion of the past, but there was a lot of good stuff back then. I'm mainly thinking of programmes like Twin Peaks, Northern Exposure, early seasons of the X-Files, Blackadder Goes Forth, Star Trek TNG, even Beavis and Butthead. I'm gonna throw repeats of M*A*S*H in there too, even though that's cheating really. And does anyone remember the children's programme 'The Odyssey'? That was weird. (As an aside, it's quite scary to look through lists of classic shows and see that some of my memories of them are perhaps 20 years old, such as with Hill St. Blues or Taxi.) These days I maybe watch tv for an hour a week, since the deluge of 'reality' TV and home improvement tends to drown out everything else. Yesterday was a pleasant exception though, with the completely mismatched double bill of Red Dust, a sad depiction of the end of apartheid in South Africa and some of the implications, and Mad Max, which surely needs no introduction.
And to abruptly jump topics again, I've been programming in Visual Basic recently. Visual Basic is to computer programming as ebonics is to English. The more VB I use, the more ineffectual and worthless it seems. Don't go near it, folks. Python is the only true programming language.
Wait! There's more. Google Maps UK launched recently. Or at least the satellite part did. Or maybe I'm just making it all up. Anyway, it's a shame the satellite detail is poor in most parts: I live roughly here, for example. Some areas like Loughborough and London have the high-definition satellite imagery though.
(PS. http://local.google.co.uk is very cool too.)
