2016 — 20 April: Wednesday
A slight detour this morning — an email exchange on possible variations1 between my ACE edition of "When the Sleeper Wakes" (that I picked up for two shillings back in 1966) and the original 1899 Harper Bros. edition — means breakfast was running later than usual. Brilliant sunshine out there has encouraged further developments in the tulip line (about a dozen so far) and even some signs of cherry blossom. I now have photographic evidence.
I've just been...
... handed my next three Max Richter CDs by "Mr Logistics". Their covers are far too bland to merit the effort of scanning, so here are just the titles:
- Memory House
- The Blue Notebooks
- Songs From Before
Meanwhile, I've now made a start on "The Machine's Child" — number #7 in the really quite compelling Kage Baker "Company" series.
Knock knock...
And here's an unscheduled interrupt to be serviced: my mission, should I choose to accept it, is the job of persuading a venerable LaserJet to resume "playing nice" on a neighbour's Win10 PC. After first updating more than a few bits'n'bobs. And trying various things eventually culminating (naturally) in a complete re-installation of the printer driver. All working. It would have been the act of an ungracious churl to refuse the proffered pint of 'Doombar' and a sunny sunlounge to sup it in over a chat to set the world back on its correct axis before I was able to return to grab my delayed and hasty sandwich.
I'll get them on to Linux yet. Now, where was I?
Welcome (back) to my jungle!
Glorious colour. Click the pic to see him approx twice life size.
Compare and contrast:
Thanks, Christa! :-)
Correct me if I'm wrong, but...
... I hadn't seen this before. It made me laugh (as did the earlier riff done in "Doonesbury" many years ago when autocorrect first raised its occasional — but doubtless endearingly well-meant — head).
That particular "Oatmeal" was inspired, it says, by this from 2010. I wouldn't dream of commenting, as my affection for the font is, erm, legendary. It found surprisingly wide use within IBM (not always satirically, either). I guess you either grok fonts or you don't. People who use Comic Sans? I would assign them to the "don't" group.
I now know...
... it's possibly to overdose on Max Richter if you're careless. Good grief, it's pretty melancholy stuff! Not that William Byrd is much better. Then, to cap it all, I see that Victoria Wood has died. Blimey. She was younger than me.