A rare political view

This will be one of my few politically oriented statements that I ever make.

Not the news (Archive)

Funny the things you find on your google drive, when you are mindlessly sat at you computer on a (legitimate) sick day...

Custom Shelves Pt2 - The Build

In part 1, I wrote of my plan to build a bespoke shelf unit to fit a specific space in my house, from sustainable material.  The whole design and source process spanned about 3 months (mostly due to lack of spare time after work) but on the 16th of December the wood arrived at my door and the project was ready to proceed.

This post also is a first - finally I manage to write a "promised" follow-up!

Custom Shelves Pt1

I pretty much live at my desk, both at work and when at home.  When I'm not working at home, I'm probably playing games, faffing with personal software development, personal development, catching up with friends / family or just plain surfing around on the web achieving nothing.  I also have lots of "junk".  It's not junk, of course, it just has specific place and purpose; "place" being mostly piled on my limited shelf space.
Limited space no more.  Move over <insert preferred contemporary furniture outlet here>, Paul is going designing!

Laxxors 1-bowl Kitchen

I do a lot of hotel living as part of my job.

"Ooh" says the populous, "that's fancy, lucky you."

"Err..no" says I, "really it's not.".

Alright, so maybe the first month or so was OK.. and occasionally switching hotels if there is no room gives different scenery and a change in menu but past that you quickly tire of the same food, week in week out and you end up leading quite a solitary life-style.  Couple that with the fact that we all know that not all food is cooked equal, sometimes it is an effort just to ensure you eat in a day.

Time to correct this.  Time to shift from the unhealthy pub food I've been eating and make an effort to cook something better.

Introducing, "Laxxors 1-Bowl Kitchen".

Though of course, there are clauses...

Charity, but not before profit.

Adverts are starting to get to me recently.
Some because of their blatant assumption that the viewing public are mostly made up of morons, others because they don't make sence or that they were obviously devised by the same group that did "that other advert".  But this post relates to "charity packs".

Personal Mini-Appocalypse

Today, one of the worst things that can happen to me as a "photographer" (I use this distinction over Photographer as I accept I'm no pro) happened.  I created a simple volume in Windows and several partitions on the same disk, including all my (60GB) photographs going back to 2005 simply disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Pet Project

Last year I bought a Blue-ray player.  While I've not had the capacity to use it half as much as I would like, I have found a few bug-bears with some of the Viera apps.

Of Heroes and the Actions of Man

I quite enjoy Iron Man, starring Robert Downey Jr.  I've yet to see the second, or the Avengers film but from all the recent super hero films, besides batman, it's one of my favorites.  My only concern is why super heroes are once again in the sights of Hollywood and film makers.

And you think it's gonna sell?

It's the run-up to Christmas.  Products spring up left right and centre vying for our attention.  In this consumer age, slogans  images and brand names can make or break a product.

So, given all this, what in <insert deity of choice here> name were those over paid advertising execs thinking on these?

Peanut Envy

So I've been listening to Peanutbuter Lovesicles' "The Raucous Kitty Live EP" pretty much solidly for the last 2 days.  There's only 5 tracks on it....

[on headphones I hasten to add... good for people sitting near me on trains and my neighbours, bad quite possibly for my long-term hearing]

Does this make me obsessive, or is it just that it's possibly the best recording I've heard in a long time?

Rupert Murdock Attacked

Yesterday saw the media tycoon Rupert Murdock viciously assaulted with shaving foam.


Initial reports were hazy describing a man in a chequered shirt, who cannot be named for legal reasons, being arrested by police.

The full story, it would seem, had far greater implications.