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Wednesday, March 1, 2006 11:42 AM A whole two weeks? Sorry :) So, when DO The Who intend playing Spain? Come on you bastards, get your act together. I have no intention of going to Germany! Weekend planned in UK from 10th March until late on the 14th but only Monday free to meet. Put your bids in now folks :) Wednesday, February 15, 2006 11:39 PM More than two weeks since the last update? Sorry. Busy. Heck, what can I say? The Who play the UK. So, anybody want to join me? Franz Ferdinand have confirmed they'll be playing the T In The Park festival in their native Scotland. Saturday, January 28, 2006 8:12 PM In Memoriam On Jan. 28, 1986, the space shuttle Challenger exploded 73 seconds after liftoff from Cape Canaveral, killing all seven crew members: flight commander Francis R. "Dick" Scobee; pilot Michael J. Smith; Ronald E. McNair; Ellison S. Onizuka; Judith A. Resnik; Gregory B. Jarvis; and schoolteacher Christa McAuliffe. Saturday, January 21, 2006 12:38 PM ASBOs in the 17th Century? For non-UK readers this is an attempt by the British goverment to limit hassles caused by "chavs". Seems they had similar issues in 17th Century Italy! "A 1659 Decree fixed to a wall in the Tartuca. A lovely image copyright to Mark Ynys-Mon
Wednesday, January 18, 2006 9:29 PM Alex St Clair obituary from the Times.. September 14, 1941 - January 5, 2006 Born Alexis Clair Snouffer in 1941, he grew up in Lancaster, a While St Clair and Zappa both played in the high school band, Vliet was In 1964 St Clair left town to take a job at a casino in Lake Tahoe but “I don’t think we knew how to play together but we knew we had According to Beefheart’s own account, he told St Clair: “I never sang St Clair also played a key part in the strange names that became part Soon the group was known by the even more exotic appellation Captain The band’s new name betrayed the shifting balance of power between the By 1966 the group had secured a recording contract and cut their debut With the addition of Ry Cooder on slide guitar, they then signed to He stayed for a second album, Strictly Personal in 1968, but after a By then St Clair was married, and — uncomfortable with what he saw as Beefheart did reach out one last time, when Vliet recorded the song Beefheart gave up music in the early 1980s to return to his first In later life he worked as a gardener and a barman and he also spent Alex St Clair, guitarist, was born on September 14, 1941. He died on Saturday, January 14, 2006 12:28 PM After two days of torrential rain, today I can sun-bathe on my terrace, watching the sea slowly lap on the clean(ed) sand. Reading The City Of Falling Angels by John Berendt. Highly recommended! Saturday, January 7, 2006 2:28 PM Happy Xmas, Happy New Year. Rolling Stones booked for May in Barcelona and The Who are touring! 2006 should be fun. Apart from that, busy as a very busy thing. Thought I'd updated this more recently but looks like not. London maybe mid month. More later folks :) Oh, the hotel in Barcelona? Here: C/ Rambla del Raval, 4C- 08001 Barcelona And this is the bar: and the rooms: Friday, December 30, 2005 9:46 AM Useful additional menu options:
Sunday, December 25, 2005 00:01 AM Egg nog binge shuts down ceebee.com :) Happy Xmas to all my loyal readers! :) Have a great time and see you in 2006. Friday, December 23, 2005 6:45 AM You a US citizen (or even just live there)? You need to read this article in full then: Tracked by cellphone We know that technology can be used to track people's location via a cellphone, but how difficult is it for law enforcement to get a court order and do this legally? An old physics joke recounts that Werner Heisenberg (of the uncertainty principle) is pulled over by the police for speeding one night. The police officer asks the professor, "Do you have any idea how fast you were going?" Heisenberg replies, "No, but I know exactly where I am." A third standard applies for the installation of "tracking devices" to monitor the location of people or things. To install or monitor such a device, the government would have to show (albeit in an affidavit that the target never gets to see or challenge in advance) that it was more likely than not that this would reveal evidence of some crime by somebody - and not necessarily that the person being tracked was committing a crime. Yeah, yeah, yeah. No new content, blah, blah, blah :) Google won't like me. You won't like me. Just too fsck'ing busy ATM, so much to do before year end. Promise to do something then with all the 'photos and writings that I've got stashed away. Thursday, December 15, 2005 10:31 PM Sunday, December 11, 2005 10:07 AM Right, spent today moving the large amount of photos around discarding the ones that were useless or out of focus or unrecognisable inc. shots of the volcano spewing lava unfortunately :( I'll be putting those onto Flickr (my area is in this link) within the next 24 hours and am finishing off the highlights report ready to go up here in hopefully the same time-scale! Wednesday, December 7, 2005 0:09 AM Yes, I know! Sorry folks. Just back to Spain with lots of catching up to do. Bad Net access in Costa Rica (READ: slower than a piece of wet string in a hurricane!), so no chance to keep this thing uptodate but from tomorrow that'll be rectified. Monday, November 21, 2005 9:55 AM Great week at work and also had some really fun times at Kennedy Space Centre on Saturday PM and then on Sunday off to scare ourselves to death at Universal Studios and some of the most exciting rides I've ever been on :) Lots more photos to come, including one of me standing beside a real, live Saturn 5. Since childhood, I've wanted to go into space, so much so that if I was offered a chance to go today with no gurantee of a return flight, I'd take it like a shot! Thursday, November 17, 2005 9:51 AM Sorry for the lack of updates, Michael & I have been really busy here in Orlando. Weather has been fantastic. Strange wild-life here. Armadillos running round behind the office. "Football roadkill" as they call it in the office. Hadn't really realised how flat Florida is. We're some way away from the Everglades but it's still incredibly green & verdant. Managed to get lost on numerous occasions driving around - neither Michael nor I seem to be able to work out left from right or East and West. We don't appear to have done anything illegal (well, apart from a U-turn that I think may have been pushing the envelope!) and they drive so slowly here that driving into somebody wouldn't cause any damage. The limit is a maximum of 75mph for Heaven's sake! Most areas it's around the 40/50 mph mark, so you find yourself continually taking your foot off the accelerator and just coasting. Monday, November 14, 2005 11:37 AM Finally arrived in Orlando! 24 hours late, thanks to a system wide (all London airports) failure of their on-line check-in systems. By the time the manual processes had been worked, the crew had gone over their legal hours so we were forced to spend a night in the Hilton at Gatwick. Chaos! Finally left on Sunday (unfortunately too late for Austen's party), arrived at Orlando at about 5.30pm and were picked up by the delightful Jasmine and the even more delightful Tara from the office and delivered to our hotel. Checked in, grabbed a quick shower and then off to Charley's for the most enormous steaks I've ever seen in my life and a great wine list. Slept for England and woke about 7am to get ready for the office. Beautiful day here, not too humid, no clouds and spent the trip to the office gawking at all the sights. More later. Wednesday, November 9, 2005 8:26 PM A wonderful spoof from Owen Barder licensed under a Creative Commons licence:
Tuesday, November 8, 2005 10:03 PM Packing for the USA now. 10 days from Friday in the Orlando, Miami and Dominican Republic offices, then 12 days with Val in Costa Rica. Want anything bought back? Put your wish list in now! Couldn't afford the car
so bought the pen instead:
Sunday, November 6, 2005 6:36 PM I realise I'm, in comparative terms at least, "old" but having Iggy Pop advertising everything from a car to a Nick Cage film in the space of five minutes is a little bit scary. So is reading the contents of my iPod. 500Mb plus on generally "old" stuff. Just like the Teds idolising that one time in their life (Elvis etc.) when it all came together (sex, music, life) and that I used to both sympathise with and simultaneously decry so much. Easy to do this. Not interesting, but easy.
Saturday, November 5, 2005 1:22 PM Sorry folks, really, really busy. Trip to UK and blown away by how good Microsoft's CRM and BizTalk is. More news and updates later. Monday, October 31, 2005 8:56 AM Quiet weekend. Lovely massage from Veronica (with Michael in attendance!). Work has finally started apace on the building site below us:
Friday, October 28, 2005 8:58 AM From the inimitable P.J. O'Rourke ©, "Third World Driving Hints and Tips It's important to have your facts straight before you begin piloting a car Learning to drive like a Native 1. When anything blocks the road Animals in the Right of Way Actually, the most dangerous animals are the chickens. In the United Wednesday, October 26, 2005 1:03 PM Why are men so bad at romance? No point asking me but this clip may make you laugh. Its a 2MB download, so take care if you're only on dial-up. Monday, October 24, 2005 6:46 PM Booked for the meeting with AT Comms here in Essex from the 2nd to the 3rd November.. Sunday, October 23, 2005 12:01 PM Left work early on Friday as feeling so lousy. Gobbling lots of tablets in an attempt to stave off what is only a bad cold/cough and not Avian Bird Flu after all! Up to the campo house. Dell and Harlee have been keeping an eye on the place and the flowers and plants have bloomed dramatically after their brush earlier in the year with the frost. Jason not in town, he's apprently setup a removals business, so was away "removing" but met D & H for a nice meal courtesy of Juan at the Bar Piscina. No gossip though, everything seems pretty laid back at the moment. Met the delightful (and, as always, beautiful) Carmen, back for a week on holiday from her teaching at a private school in London. Have her email and mobile now, so will stay in touch. Mariano is in Glasgow for his first trip outside Spain with Trish and Iris. Should have a great time shopping there. Lunch today with Ray & Teresa (a full English roast which I haven't had for ages) - the quid pro quo is that I sort out her Skype problems :) The Florida hotel Michael and I are booked into is here - looks like a nice place, with apparently, some really good bars! Thursday, October 20, 2005 4:10 PM Busy as a very busy thing. Must upload some shots of the work going on on the building site below our terrace. Wednesday, October 19, 2005 2:08 PM How to Start Each Day with a Positive Outlook 1. Open a new file in your PC. 2. Name it "George W. Bush" 3. Send it to the trash. 4. Empty the trash. 5. Your PC will ask you, "do you really want to get rid of George W. 6. Answer calmly "yes," and press the mouse button firmly. 7. Feel better and vote in November 2008.... Tuesday, October 18, 2005 5:19 PM Just uploaded a Google Site Map. Will be interesting to see what effect it has. After two days of rain and cloud in Marbella, I'm getting bored with this English type weather! Bring back the sun please whoever took it? Thanks. Sunday, October 16, 2005 7:57 PM Luton Airport has to be the vent point of the universe. Spending 4 hours there after a flight from Nice (after a night at Cannes Casino with my namesake) isn't fun and I have no intention of doing it again. The Nice office likewise is a change. I sooo love French food, wine and women! Lots done there and some good friends made. Hope to be back there soon! Sunday on the beach (less than sunny today I'm afraid) with a long meal at the chiringuito talking to Paccqui (and her boyfriend Paola who works for Ericcson), then home to wash the apartment of dust after the storms whilst I was away, loads of washing and a report to finish. Oh, and bird flu may kill 50K+ people in the UK? Finally a few warnings are being given. Why does e.g. MCR spend only 25% of their funding on male prostate cancer against female breast cancer when the incidence is the same? A great mini-biog of Jon Courtney-Grimwood. The reason I post it? More books due this month inc. 9Tail Fox and End Of The World Blues ! Yeah! You may of course choose to buy these through the Amazon link above: " Born in Malta, 10 weeks early following a water-skiing accident, he was kept from his family and cared for by Catholic nuns for the first week in case he died. During this period the ghost of a black-robbed priest was seen bending over his crib. Christened in the upturned bell of a destroyer, he spent his early years in a house on the walls of Valetta, Malta. Sent to an English boarding school at the age of 7, he retaliated by demolishing the heraldic beasts on a great wooden staircase in his frenzied search for (non-existent) buried treasure. Moved to another school, he lived for his summers spent in the Far East. His first brush with mysticism came when a fakir on a breach in Penang tried to teach him, without success, to turn a piece of driftwood into a snake and back again. He left school with enough O and As to get a place at Sandhurst, but refused out of sheer bloody mindedness. Following a year spent washing planes and plates in Oslo, he took an honours degree at Kingston in English, History and Philosophy. In the summer of his second year, managing again to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, he was on board an Italian train hijacked by fascists (or it may have been the red brigade, he wasn’t very coherent at the time). Finding himself next to a woman from the Chinese Embassy in London he joined her in singing the Red Flag, survived his own idiocy and later established diplomatic relations on the floor of a train to Copenhagen. A year later he joined book publishers Benn Brothers, and within 2 years rose by accident to head-up a production department. Still in his early 20s but rapidly developing an ulcer, he resigned and went to Spain, where he wrote a bad, unpublished novel. On his return he worked as a freelancer for Weidenfeld, writing captions, reading manuscripts and editing. Then in the early 80s he was offered the job of editor by Blandford Press and moved from London to Dorset. During the next few years, while working for BP, he wrote extensively for magazines and newspapers. In 1985 he wrote Mrs T's Bedside Book. Two more books, A Photohistory of the 20th Century and The Royal Bedside Book followed a year later. Mrs T's Election Bedside Book came in 1987. The following year he helped ghost Inside Intelligence, the memoirs of a MI6 man. Returning from a trip to New York, he found the Treasury Solicitor camping on his desk and discovered himself minus his job as publisher of Javelin Books (paperback division of United Newspapers). He spent the next two years dead for tax reasons. Eventually he settled on a job as fiction editor for a women's weekly, to which he contributed innumerable stories, before being fired when the company accountant discovered how much he was being paid. A stint as consultant editor at Boxtree followed where he commissioned novelisations of video games and graphic novels of Aliens, Predator, Spiderman, Wolverine and Ghost Rider. He then worked as "men's news editor" for women's glossy New Woman, while writing features for a number of men’s magazines including Maxim and reviewing Japanese films for Manga Mania. He now lives with his son in North London, tries to spend a month each summer at a small house in the mountains in Spain and is currently writing his fourth novel. When not working on books he writes for a number of glossy magazines/papers and designs web sites. He is also working on a TV series." And finally, some more images from CR:
Thursday, October 13, 2005 5:32 PM The business park is huge and we managed to get slightly lost both mornings driving in. Luckily we hadn't realised how big it was, stretching almost 20 miles along the coast or we'd have been more worried when we kept taking turnings leading us away from where we thought we ought to be. The map here gives you some idea of the scale. And avian fly is now confirmed in Turkey, so I won't be visiting our office there for a little while! Wednesday, October 12, 2005 3:37 PM France office is fun. On a very large and inpenetrable jungle of a business park outside Nice. Hotel in the old town of Nice. Some fine restaurants there which of course we've had a brief opportunity to sample. Saturday, October 8, 2005 1:40 PM And two more trips, France for a couple of days at the beginning of next week and London for a couple in early November. Drove up early this AM to see John & Lourdes in Mojacar. Only took 2 hours and 35 minutes, nice fast trip as the roads were really clear. Couple of days of R&R :) Friday, October 7, 2005 10:27 AM Looks like a business trip to the USA, encompassing Miami, Florida and the Dominican Republic. A little bit of re-jigging of my flights to fit around this before I go to Costa Rica (i.e. cancelling the Gatwick - Atalnat leg) but in the USA from the 12th to 22nd November, then off to Costa Rica on the 23rd! And this old joke of course doesn't apply to me: Yuppie BMW driver pulls over in his new BMW to use a public phone, don't Thursday, October 6, 2005 7:33 AM Some more shots from Costa Rica, downtown La Heredia which despite appearances is an Intel centre for chip manufacture!:
Tuesday, October 4, 2005 11:13 PM After a truly, truly shitty end to the day at the coal face for reasons I won't go into here, this made me laugh when I finally got home. Anybody who's offended can just FROAD: A fleeing Taliban, desperate for water, was plodding through the Hoping to find water, he walked toward the object, only to find a The Arab asked, "My thirst is killing me. Do you have water?" The Jewish man replied, "I have no water. Would you like to buy a The Arab shouted, "Idiot! I do not need an overpriced tie. I need water!" "OK," said the old Jew, "it does not matter that you do not want to The Arab staggered away toward the hill and eventually disappeared. The Jew said, "I told you, about two miles over that hill. Could you "I found it all right," rasped the Arab. "Your brother won't let me Tuesday, October 4, 2005 9:36 AM Busy weekend, in the office all day Saturday and Sunday. Hey, one day we'll have a period of calm! (Dream on Bulow!). Those who know me will know how keen are my powers of observation. How then did I fail to notice that the BMW X3 had six gears plus reverse? Anyway, that minor omission aside, it runs really nicely and the CD player (currently playing The Ramones Live) is pavement rocking loud :) NOTE: for the USAnians out there, "pavement" is the correct word for "sidewalk" :) Sunday, October 2, 2005 12:39 PM
Friday, September 30, 2005 2:58 PM For those of you who missed out on the free release of DivX, it's here for download. Thursday, September 29, 2005 1:32 PM Don't forget Macmillan Cancer Relief's "The Worlds Biggest Coffe Morning". Register here and make another persons life better. Do it now! Tuesday, September 27, 2005 11:34 AM Email from John Allison of NYC. "And from a Bulow/Allison geosynchronous view, their wedding was held all of 24km from the Allison family home in Costa Mesa - still home to my brother, and frequent lodging to myself. Small world gets smaller every day." Small world indeed.
Apologies folks, normal service will be resumed shortly. Incredibly busy weekend, so no time to keep this uptodate. Sister Kate should by now be well and truly married. More news and photos later this week. Friday, September 23, 2005 11:49 AM Donald Rumsfeld is giving President Bush his daily briefing. He concludes by "OH NO!" the President exclaims. "That's terrible!" His staff sits stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as ''How many is a Brazillion ??!' Wednesday, September 21, 2005 9:00 PM Sorry about the deathly hush. Busy clearing the house of the detritus that has accumulated and has been carried from house to house over the last 20 years or so. Plus the laptop PSU died a death, so no access to the laptop and only sporadic access via the kind offices of Jeff at the Deal Hoy to email. Plus, with the laptop dead in the water, the mobile couldn't be charged, so frantic calls on people to allow me to charge it from their car cigarette lighter! Completed on the afternoon of the 19th - much stress and pressure dropped away when I could logon to my HSBC account and see the transfer going through. Still at work as I type, so more later... ....later. Three days of dumping stuff at the tip, dropping off books and curtains and clothing at the Oxfam shop, finding a "man and a van" to take away all the rather lovely pine furniture that we hadn't time to sell, chasing the solicitor for news of what was happening whilst he gave a very good imporession of being deaf, dumb and blind. Jeez, I really do hate most of the members of that "profession". If I ran my work like that, I'd have been sacked or escorted off site in a very short space of time, whilst these sharks swan around (sorry for the mixed analogy) with all the time in the world whilst causing severe heart strain to their long suffering clients and then are the first to be paid when it finally comes to fruition. Managed to see Jeff and Amanda who will be coming out soon, they promise :) Mum's fine and I stayed with her on Monday night just before she jetted off to the USA for the first time ever to attend Kate's wedding. And Aileen and Pete popped round for a drink - I donated to her the plants as she's kept them alive for the last 12 months or more as well as some alcohol and a rather lovely, delicate silver bracelet and ear-rings as a "thank you" for looking after the place whilst I've been away and for being such a good friend. Didn't get to London as, for once, the train system worked well and routed me via Tonbridge direct to the doorstep at Gatwick. Hopefully next time! Deal is dead - nowhere to eat or drink at what I now consider a reasonable time i.e. after 10pm at night or before 10am in the morning. Sooooooo glad to be back here in Spain. A couple of items turned up in the mess of drawers and cupboards that we emptied, including my Father's old watch and Zippo lighters, my first ever drawing from primary school, lovelingly annotated by Mother, my very first passport, issued just before my first trip to New York with a picture of me sporting a rather fetching (and frankly scary) Afro hair-do and a picture of me at a very tender age (12? 13?) in woolly tights performing in some Becket play at the Grammar School. You'll need to pay a lot of money to see either of the latter :) Wednesday, September 14, 2005 8:53 PM Won't be seeing any London friends I think, as they're all busy on the only day I can get up there and I'm rushing around as well. Great shame, but will aim to get in touch and plan further in advance for the next "home coming" visit. Dull, cloudy and misty day here today. The surf is high as well. Beautiful moon though. Hope that's not a precursor for the UK! Plus I hear the lemmings are chasing around after any sniff of petrol as we're "running out" or "it'll all be blockaded soon" and the UK will collapse into the Dark Ages in a matter of days. Jesus. Is stupidity being bred into more and more English people? From here, it looks like it. Whilst I goggle at some of what the Spanish deem entertaining on TV, I despair about my fellow (ex) countrymen. At least Aileen will be in Deal. Which is good news! We've missed her. Well, I certainly hope she is. After all, she has the keys to my house! Bloody solicitors! I should have remembered how completely pants they are at (a) doing anything at all and (b) staying in touch. If you're selling in Deal, I don't recommend CM Robinson for your conveyancing needs. Joe at Bright & Bright, the estate agents, has on the other hand been a complete star. He and I have done all the work, told the solicitor who's said what to whom and generally agreed that if we could drop these leeches from the whole chain it would be a Very Good Thing Indeed. And for this they charge me over UKP800 plus VAT? fsckwits of the first order. There. That's off my chest. Must dig out that page of lawyer jokes soonest for your delectation. Remind me some other time to tell you of the travails experienced with Spanish banks? Back in touch with Mr John Allison of NY City. Hurrah! I promise to send you an email soon John. Honest guv. Had enough of junk calls and telemarketers? Try this superb solution. Elegant and funny at the same time. Tuesday, September 13, 2005 8:29 AM I spoke too soon about the reduction in accidents! Rounding a corner, co-incidentally to the sound of the Stones singing the line, "you're driving too fast" from their new album, I see the normal hazard flashers blazing away and a lorry atop a car. Ambulances and police in attendance and the normal delays as the Spanish drivers exhibited their inherent desire for a sight of gore and slowed to a crawl! A lot quieter on the beaches now; loungers being removed as the "holiday season" has finished. Far fewer people there at the weekend. And not a single overnight party all weekend either. The topless lady is still there every Sunday I believe however. Sad news from Aileen - Scully died last night. Not sure of the reason, although possible kidney failure following ingestion of some form of poison has been suggested. I'll miss that dog, she was a lovely creature. Full steam ahead planning for the house sale trip and, further down the line, for Costa Rica. Hope to be able to get all the old furniture out by the Saturday, leaving the house empty for completion on Monday. And then get the necessary jabs for all the many and varied diseases that conspire to kill me in Central America! This is the "Ooops! List", a truly inspired collection of photos of that moment when you go "Oops" or words to that effect. Very funny and well worth a visit. And two London friends, highly recommended: Sunday, September 11, 2005 8:53 AM Far less carnage on the N340 now that the tourists (both Spanish & foreign) have started leaving. I haven't seen an accident or the remnants of one for two or three days now. Friday, September 9, 2005 11:53 AM yeah yeah I know you've heard them before, but... 1) Commenting on a complaint from a Mr. Arthur Purdey about a large gas 2) Police reveal that a woman arrested for shoplifting had a whole salami 3) Irish police are being handicapped in a search for a stolen van, 4) A young girl who was blown out to sea on a set of inflatable teeth was 5) At the height of the gale, the harbourmaster radioed a coastguard and 6) Mrs. Irene Graham of Thorpe Avenue, Boscombe, delighted the audience Wednesday, September 7, 2005 11:46 AM A further dash to the hospital with Val as she was in so much pain. Puked in the car but bravely missed the upholstery and contained the fluids in her skirt! Further blood tests, X-Rays and a final diagnosis of both a small stone (which has now been passed) and a kidney infection and together they were causing her a major amount of pain. She seems to be much, much better now, I assume just waiting for the kidney to come back to its normal size! A friend sent me this "Public Service Announcement": "If you sell your old mobile phone it is a good idea to clear the phone memory first. It is a particularly bad idea to leave the SMS memory full of messages which reveal that you are arranging assignations with multiple girls at any one time. It is an even worse idea to leave the land line number of your drug dealer - clearly labelled as such - in the phone book. Roger - who has just bought a second hand mobile." Is it too early for this? I don't think so:
The tattooist entrusted with the work on my latest work of art is here, called La Geisha Tattoos. And this is my next vehicle, the BMW X3:
Monday, September 5, 2005 8:42 Woken at 3.30 AM as Val in lots of pain again. A quick dash to the Costa Del Sol Hospital in Marbella. And a less quick wait for all the tests (blood, urine, X-Ray etc) to be undertaken and processed. Finally got home at 8.30 after the kidney was pronounced fit and healthy but likely to have a very small stone, so "the patient" needs to make sure that she takes in at least 3 litres of water aday in an attempt to flush it out. If not, then probably an ultra-sound smash will be needed. But good news as Val was fearful that she might have something more serious wrong with the kidney. As I type, some pasta is cooking as I'm starving! And Val's asleep in the sofa. Off to work after I've eaten but probably a reasonably early night beckons :) No idea how many generations of wild cats we've seen born below us on the waste ground since we arrived back in April but there are yet another 5, jet-black kittens, bouncing around now. Sunday, September 4, 2005 2:42 PM Forgot to mention that the house sale is confirmed for completion on the 19th! Assuming that the buyers don't drop out at the last minute, that is. Why we don't get a 10% deposit in the UK, I don't know! So, back to UK between 15th and 20th of this month. Hopefully, in between moving and dumping and packing (want to make sure my lovely pictures get safely packed & despatched), will have time to catch up with old friends and family. Worked all weekend and Ray arrived yesterday to finalise cabling. We had major problems finding the actual block in which his apartment was located (every other one apart from Block 1, Apartment 1611!), so after driving around miles of unlit and un made-up roads and virtual building sites of developments, we decided to call it a day (as it was early morning), so he stayed over last night (we got home around 1pm!) and then straight into work for 7am. Knackered. And an early start also tomorrow :( I hope that I get a chance to go to the beach next weekend. Obviously, only to improve my tan ready for Costa Rica and absolutely nothing to do with the plethora of topless Spanish ladies parading or laying around! Val had to go to hospital on Friday night (I drove her into Fuengirola and we found a great little Emergency place open) as the kidney infection had got worse, despite her self-dosing with antibiotics. Luckily after a couple of hours she was well enough (having been pumped full of strong antibiotics and even stronger happy juice which caused much mirth as she staggered around and giggled!) to come home. She seemed a lot better when I left today. Good that it was before her visit to Costa Rica. Did you think that Steve Ballmer would love Google? Of course not! "In a sworn statement made public Friday, Mark Lucovsky, another Microsoft senior engineer who left for Google in November 2004, recounted Ballmer's angry reaction when Lucovsky told Ballmer he was going to work for the search engine company. At some point in the conversation, Mr. Ballmer said: 'Just tell me it's not Google" Lucovosky said in his statement. Lucovosky replied that he was joining Google. "At that point, Mr. Ballmer picked up a chair and threw it across the room hitting a table in his office," Lucovosky recounted, adding that Ballmer then launched into a tirade about Google CEO Eric Schmidt. "I'm going to f***ing bury that guy, I have done it before, and I will do it again. I'm going to f***ing kill Google." Schmidt previously worked for Sun Microsystems and was the CEO of Novell." Saturday, September 3, 2005 4:42 PM The beautiful invitation from Kate Bulow and Tom Earle (apologies for the crap scan, this is lovely in the "flesh"!) to their wedding dropped onto the mat at work:
A writer put these words to paper in 2004: "It was a broiling August afternoon in New Orleans, Louisiana, But the next day the storm gathered steam and drew a bead on the The storm hit Breton Sound with the fury of a nuclear warhead, Thousands drowned in the murky brew that was soon contaminated When did this calamity happen? It hasn't--yet. But the - Joel K. Bourne, Jr., Writing in the October 2004 National His imaginary scenario took less than a year to Friday, September 2, 2005 8:39 PM Terrible sights and news from New Orleans and surrounding areas. This page is the official site for the city, normally with news of tourism and other good things. At the moment, it's filled with very sad updates about how this city is quite literally sinking. One wonders quite why it's taken 3 days to even start getting some aid into this area. If this was Iraq, they'd have pin-point bombed the entire area within a few hours. Is it because it's not a white, financial city but instead a black, poor area that everybody from Shrub on down seems to be saying things will get better instead of actually doing anything? Busier than I have ever been in my entire life. I gobble stress every minute. And gallons of fine coffee. But it's still fun. And finally, a warm welcome back to everybody who's been on holiday in August and are now drifting back as visitors to the diary. Monday, August 29, 2005 4:46 PM I've got me an iPod, so a very big vote of thanks to all my friends in Marbella who clubbed together and bought me one for my birthday together with a bottle of cava and some good red wine. Thanks guys and girls. I'm very touched :) Am now busily filling it up with ripped MP3s from my CD collection and will spend tomorrow on the beach listening to Spurts the new Richard Hell and the Voidoids collection! Sunday we drove to Mojacar to stay with John and Lourdes, along the coastal N340 through mile after mile of plastics. Some bits of dual carriageway where you can reach up to 220Kph but still large stretches where it's down to single lane traffic behind a lorry and negotiating extended sets of traffic lights. The new road, still being built (which has been the source of much local discontent!), can be seen in parts with massive towering bridges spanning heart stopping drops. Once complete it'll take this trip down from 3.5 hours to closer to 2 which will be a boon. You can still see the even older road that hugged the cliffs and that must have made this drive even scarier and slower 20 years ago. The plastics are used to force grow vegetables and fruits and stretch from the shoreline right back up to the foothills. Not the most attractive area in the world by any stretch of the imagination but apparently, the per capita here is the highest in Europe! Once past that you reach the very wild and barren hills of Almeria and finally, Mojacar, which until about twenty years ago was a deserted village with barely a property in sight. It's now a wild beach with even wilder night venues and bars. Managed to find two good restaurants and at lunchtime a delightful cave bar with fantastic decor and food where we managed to get slightly drunk whilst looking out over the fantastic view into the valley. It seems to have attracted that sort of English person who's as thin as a pin after 20 years of drinking all day, every day, with no food and having been lucky enough to have bought a property for 2 shillings back when there was nobody else here and have managed to hang on ever since! Bought a gold Indalo Man - apparently it's been a good luck symbol for over 12,000 years, so here's hoping:
Spoke to Mum who sounds fine and excited about her trip to Kate's wedding. I really don't think I'll be able to make it. The house sale should complete around then and Val is off to Costa Rica, so need to be available for both of these. A real shame but Kate understands and I'll be there in spirit. Speaking of which, I'm designing my last tattoo - to celebrate Liz, who if she was still around would laugh like a drain and tell me not to be so stupid! But am asking a friend who translates Arabic to transcribe it into that language for me and then off to a local emporium to have the last damage done to my body! And equally strange heiroglyphs are being painted on the building site below us in blue and orange:
Friday, August 26, 2005 11:30 AM Looks like I won't be able to make London next week :( The house sale seems to be going through OK, so will have to pop over in a couple of weeks to arrange for furniture to be sold/stored/dumped. And it's my birthday on Monday! Thursday, August 25, 2005 12:16 PM Don't try this at home folks but here's an hilarious record of how to light a BBQ with LOX (liquid oxygen). This one should have you exploding coffee over your keyboard or partner depending on where you read it. Copyright and all credit to Joe Wall 2005 whose other LJ entries are here as well: dialogues from the grand salon
ring. ring. ri— "Hello?" silence…click…click… (irritated grumbling) "Damn automated phone calls…" clunk! . . . ring. ring. ring. (frustrated groan) ri— "Hello?" silence…click… "Hello?" (interrupted sigh of relief) falsely friendly bill collecting corporate whore: "Hello, can I speak to Joseph Wall?" me: "Speaking." (pathetic sigh) f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Hello, sir, this is Beneficial/Household Finance calling in—" me: "The whole corporation is calling?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon me, sir?" me: "The entire Beneficial/Household Finance Corporation is calling?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "I'm sorry, sir, I don't understand what you're saying." me: "You said 'this is Beneficial/Household Finance calling.' I wasn't aware that entire corporations were able to make phone calls. Are you a gestalt being?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "I'm sorry, sir, I'm a little confused." me: "Apparently. Are you, in fact, an account representative for the Beneficial/Household Finance Corporation?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Ah, okay. Yes, sir, I am." me: "Do you have a name?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I'm calling in reference to your account, which is currently showing a late balance of…" me: "I'm sorry, do you have a name?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I'm calling in reference to your account." me: "So you don't have a name?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "That's not important, sir." me: "Someone thought so." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon me, sir?" me: "That you were worth having a name." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I'm calling in reference to your account with Beneficial/Household Finance, which is currently showing a late balance, and I'd like to schedule a payment this morning." (mental cogs turning) * reaches over to answering machine * beep. me: "This call may be monitored or recorded for quality purposes." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Umm…pardon, sir?" me: "This call may be monitored or recorded for quality purposes." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I'm calling in regards to your account with Beneficial/Household Finance, which is currently showing a balance of—" me: "Okay, as long as you understand that this call may be monitored or recorded for quality purposes." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "I'm not sure I understand you, sir." me: "This call may be monitored or recorded for quality purposes." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Okay, sir, but that is not important at this time." me: "So you consent to said monitoring or recording?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, may I schedule a payment to your account at this time?" me: "You may, I guess." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "When would you like to schedule a payment, Mr. Wall?" me: "I wouldn't." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon?" me: "I wouldn't like to schedule a payment. You asked if you could, and I said 'you may,' which is true. You may schedule a payment." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Okay, sir, when would you like to schedule a payment?" me: "I wouldn't." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I'm asking you when I can schedule a payment." me: "I haven't the slightest clue as to when." (long pause) f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, your account with Beneficial/Household Finance is currently showing a late payment amount." me: "I would imagine so, yes." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Well, sir, I need to get a date from you on which I can schedule a payment." me: "You need to get a date from me?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Yes, sir." me: "But you're a woman. It wouldn't work out." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon?" me: "I don't date women just yet." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, what I am asking is for a date when you would like me to schedule a payment." me: "Ah, clarity at last." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon?" me: "Just sayin'. Sorry, but I can't schedule a payment." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Umm, why not, sir?" me: "I have no money." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Well, sir, I can schedule a payment for a future date." me: "Can you see into the future?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon me, sir, I did not understand your statement." me: "That was a question, actually." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I'm having a hard time following you." me: "You're following me?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I need to schedule a payment. Your account with Beneficial/Household Finance is showing an overdue amount." me: "That's all well and good, ma'am, but you will be unable to schedule a payment until I have money to pay said payment." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "And when will that be, sir?" me: "I have no idea." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "I'm confused, sir. Why are you unable to make a payment at this time?" me: "I have no money." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Then can I schedule a time when you will know when you will have funds available?" me: "That depends." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "It depends on what, sir?" me: "On whether you can see into the future." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "I don't understand what you're saying, sir." me: "What I'm saying is that I have no money, or to put it another way, no money is what I have." (long pause) f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, would you like me to schedule a time when Beneficial/Household Finance can call to schedule a payment?" me: "The whole corporation will call?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon?" me: "Only if you know when I'll know when I have money so I can schedule a payment." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, is there a reason why you cannot schedule a payment at this time?" me: "Yes." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "What is the reason, sir?" me: "I have no money." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Can we schedule a payment on a future date?" me: "Only if you can see into the future." (sound of sighing in the phone receiver) f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, is there a reason why you have no funds at this time?" me: "Yes." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "What is the reason?" me: "I'm unemployed." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Can we schedule a payment for a time when you will be employed?" me: "That depends." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "It depends on what, sir?" me: "On if you know when I'll be employed again." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Is there a reason why you are not currently employed?" me: "Karma, I guess." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon?" me: "Can't find work, and I've been writing a book." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Well, sir, that's nice that you've been keeping busy, but you're currently overdue on your account with Beneficial/Household Finance and I need to schedule a payment." me: "But I have no money, ma'am. What part of that is not working for you?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, are you currently disabled or otherwise unable to work?" me: "No, ma'am, but no one in my field wants to hire me. Well, the fact is that my field doesn't really exist anymore. I learned my family business and am one of the best in my field, but the field itself has disappeared." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Why's that, sir?" me: "Damn computers." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Is there no work outside your field?" me: "I'm writing a book." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon?" me: "It's called Scaggsville. It's about my life, you know—essays about my childhood and a friend whose life went sorta wrong." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Umm, sir, what I mean is 'why can't you work outside your field?'" me: "For what?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "For income, sir, so you can pay your debts." me: "But then I couldn't work on my book." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "You could, in your spare time." me: "But I never had any spare time when I had a full-time job." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Well, get a part-time job, then." me: "But I can't pay my bills on a part-time job." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, you can't pay them when you're not working, either." me: "Well, then it really doesn't matter, does it?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, your account with Beneficial/Household Finance is currently showing an overdue amount and I need to schedule a payment." me: "Well, have you, meaning the Beneficial/Household Finance Corporation, charged me a late fee for my overdue balance?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "I'm afraid so, sir." me: "And you can't waive that fee?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "I'm afraid not, sir." me: "Well, I guess I'm not going to worry about my overdue balance until the next due date, then." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Why is that, sir?" me: "Because you've already charged me for being late. I've paid a price for being late and until I'm late again, I have the moral high ground to hold out on you." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I'm confused." me: "Why should I rush to get up to date when I've already, in effect, paid a penalty for being late?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "What are you saying, sir?" me: "I've already been penalized for being late. Are you going to raise my interest rate AGAIN or charge me another late fee or report me as late AGAIN?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Umm, sir, you've already been charged and—" me: "—so I have no incentive to find money I don't have to rush to make a payment that won't make any substantial difference at this point." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I'm trying to collect an overdue balance on your account at Beneficial/Household Finance." me: "I understand that, but I have no money." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "And you have no money because…" me: "Because I'm unemployed." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "And you refuse to find employment to pay a debt that you incurred voluntarily?" me: "We've already explored that subject." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "And you cannot get a job in a grocery store or retail outlet to keep you going until you find work in your field?" me: "My field doesn't exist anymore, alas." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Well, then, until you find work in a field of your choosing." me: "Not really." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "But-but-but you are currently in default on several loans." (sound of keyboard on the other end of the line) me: "Yep." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "But, sir, you made a payment on your account with MBNA last month." me: "I made some money doing handyman work." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Well, then, why did you pay your payment with MBNA and not Beneficial/Household Finance?" me: "It's a smaller payment, and they're nicer to me." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Pardon?" me: "And besides, my mom cosigned that loan, so I don't want to screw up her credit." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "What about your credit, sir?" me: "I'm sure you can see the status of my credit on your computer." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "You're going to damage your credit if you refuse to pay your obligations, Mr. Wall." Ugh, "Mr. Wall." Elementary school all over again. me: "As you can see, I have no credit." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "But you may need credit in the future, sir." me: "For what?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "To buy a house or a car." me: "I have a car, and I'll never be able to afford a house." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "But your car won't last forever, and you may eventually be able to afford a house." me: "Not the way I'm going." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Eventually, though, sir." me: "I tend to doubt that, but by the time I'm in that position, my credit rating will have recovered." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "But you can't get credit right now, sir." me: "Are you kidding me?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "You can't get credit with your current credit rating." me: "You think I need more credit? Are you insane?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "A good credit rating is important, Mr. Wall." me: "Why? So I can get more in debt with cards and accounts that jump to 31% the second I'm a minute late with a payment and have my phone ringing from exactly eight o'clock every damn morning to ten at night, with insane people telling me how important credit is to me?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "A good credit rating is important in society, sir, and it's the right thing to do." me: "The right thing? What on earth do you mean?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "It's irresponsible to take on a debt that you are not prepared to pay, sir." me: "I was prepared to pay the debt when I took it, ma'am. Then I lost my job. Are you saying I'm immoral?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "That's not my place to say, sir, but you are refusing to make good on the terms of your loan." me: "Because I have no money." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "But you could have money if you wanted to, sir." me: "Umm, okay. Could you please tell me how, so I can make this amazing transition to a happy, credit-filled life of joy and fun?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, there's no cause for abusive language." me: "'Joy' and 'fun' are abusive language?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "No, sir, but your tone is aggressive." me: "My tone is aggressive? I have an aggressive tone? I'd say my tone was more incredulous than aggressive." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "At any rate, sir, your account with Beneficial/Household Finance is currently showing a late amount, and I need to schedule a payment." me: "Fine, schedule one." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "When, sir?" me: "Whenever." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "I need a date, sir." me: "Don't we all." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "No, sir, I need a date for your payment." me: "That sounds complicated." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, can you please give me a date?" me: "That's between you and fate, I think." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir." me: "Tomorrow, then." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, will funds be available to make that payment?" me: "Probably not." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Then why are you scheduling it for tomorrow?" me: "To make you happy." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "My feelings on the matter are not important." me: "Well, then it's to give you a date to stick in the little box on your computer that says you scheduled a date." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "But a payment won't be made on that date." me: "I don't think so." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Well, then, sir, when can I schedule a payment?" me: "I have no idea." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "You have no idea when you can make a payment." me: "Correct." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "When will you know when you can make a payment." me: "If I knew that, I could probably schedule a payment." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, your account is overdue, and you need to make a payment." me: "Well, I think I've pretty clearly demonstrated that I don't need to make a payment, and am unable to make one whether I need to or want to, so why don't you just schedule a call to ask me the question again a little later?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "I'm not prepared to do that, sir." me: "So I'm the first person you've ever talked to who won't schedule a payment?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "That's neither here nor there, sir." me: "But it makes me kinda special, doesn't it?" f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir?" me: "We all need to feel special sometimes, ma'am." f.f.b.c.c.w.: "Sir, I don't understand what you're saying." me: "What I'm saying is this, ma'am: I'm thirty-seven, I have a college degree and twenty years experience in a business that no longer exists, I'm seventy pounds overweight, getting a hairy back and sore knees, and I've got a book I can't seem to finish, more unpaid work than I have time for, and I'm hopelessly in love with a man who is unavailable to me. 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