Archive for June, 2004

How to tell

Wednesday, June 30th, 2004

Sometimes you’re not sure whether it’s a foggy day or whether your glasses need cleaning. When this happens, the question you need to ask yourself is “Is the fog happening indoors”?

Better than television

Wednesday, June 30th, 2004

I have a new kettle. It’s made of translucent plastic, so you can see the water boiling inside it.

Is your website evil?

Saturday, June 26th, 2004

Finally, the web provides a simple, easy-to-use service for determining whether a website is good or evil. I give you fair warning that this blog is 52% evil.

Via Metafilter

Nasty Jam Imposition

Tuesday, June 22nd, 2004

This chocolate and peppermint slice also has raspberry jam in it. This was not advertised on the packet. I am not normally opposed to jam, but chocolate and peppermint and jam slice is the sort of insanity that must be stopped for the good of us all.

Feijoas

Sunday, June 20th, 2004

My feijoa bushes have produced feijoas. And not just any feijoas, but the most delicious feijoas I have ever eaten. Truly they were as gods to normal feijoas, although they lacked the power to prevent me from eating them. I had thought that any feijoas I might be able to grow in the Christchurch climate would be mean, shriveled sour things, but how wrong I was, how wrong.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Sunday, June 20th, 2004

This is a motion picture with Jim Carrey in it, except that you don’t want to strangle Jim Carrey. It’s quite extraordinary.

A new set of pipes

Wednesday, June 16th, 2004

No more rusty metal pipes under my house. It’s plastic all the way from now on. Well, mostly all the way – there are a few metal pipes left in the walls where they’re inconvenient, but also unlikely to cause any troubles. I had a nice cup of tea with the plumber when he’d finished the job, and he regaled me with tales of the bizarre and monstrous decisions made by whoever had had the temerity to previously plumb my house. Before there were rust-laden pipes going round in a big loop for no useful purpose. Now there is a efficient and modern plastic pipe to transport clean artesian water directly to my kitchen and bathroom, with considerably stronger water pressure.

I mostly like that the water doesn’t taste of rust any more. It tastes a little of dirt, but that’s a temporary condition you get after plumbing.

Au contraire, baby.

Monday, June 14th, 2004

“But then, right after the film came out, I remember picking up a newspaper and reading a review where a critic called Blade Runner a ‘fascinating failure.’ That stuck in my craw. I wish I could find that fellow right up to this day, because, to put it tritely, I’d tell him, ‘Au contraire, baby. Au contraire. Blade Runner is not a fascinating failure.
It did take a long time to catch on, though.”

- William Sanderson, quoted in Future Noir: The Making of Blade Runner

Extended Season

Thursday, June 3rd, 2004

Due to a fortuitous cancellation by another party, greenroom is running for one more night on Friday.

Team Handsaw had their final night last night, with a particularly fine performance. Some of their ad libs will likely make it into the next revision of the script, along with some of the movement work they’ve developed with Director Karen. Great work, Dawn, Jeff and Matt.