2014 — 4 December: Thursday

Cold, dreary, cloudy, mostly dry? Yikes; roll on, next Spring.

Or, failing that...

... today's lunch date.1

I've barely had...

... time to sip my initial cuppa before updating Scrivener, let alone find out what nastiness is now planned for the tattered remnants of the UK economy. The 08:30 BBC Radio 3 news preferred to dwell on some vital Stegosaurus research so it must be really nasty. I'm also now taking a slightly harder line with email flagged as 'spam' since discovering (after a casual glance at yesterday's anti-viral report) the silent detection and deletion of a nasty Trojan in that noisome midden.

Uncle ERNIE has decided to give me a 'miss' this month. Doubtless he will be helping me out again in the January sales (assuming they're not already over). He managed to send me 13 of his useful little tax-free postal orders this year. That totted up to a great deal more than any of the High Street bank current accounts manage to pay without also extracting their fees.

Red sanders?

Amazing what you can discover going on in the world's largest democracy when you venture off-piste. (Link.)

Mr Postie's...

... attempted afternoon delivery — made, inconveniently, about 40 minutes before I got back to Technology Towers after an enjoyable lunch and chatter — is too large to stuff through my letterbox and already too late to be available for pickup from Aladdin's Cave before tomorrow. That should give me ample time to mislay the new-style calling card.

I almost...

... managed to read some Pynchon2 — once — very many years ago. I've been listening to Josh Brolin on NPR talking to Terry Gross about his role as "Bigfoot Bjornsen" in the new film "Inherent Vice".

You can tell...

... when it's time for bed: you repeat an image scan — twice — looking in vain for the saved results. You end up thinking you must have clicked 'clear' instead of 'save' and yet you still can't find the saved images in the subfolder you've been using all day. Reason? They've actually been put into a newly-created subfolder with today's date but, being a sleepy idiot, you hadn't noticed the date has changed.

  

Footnotes

1  Chaps need their chats.
2  Much as with Herman Hesse, Life's just a little too short to take another crack at "Gravity's Rainbow".