Random Things...

Hmm,

I'm thinking of getting my own domain name for my website. Currently I'm just hosting off the free space provided by my old dial-up account.

The problem is that all the good names are taken. Usually taken, but not having anything done to them (which really pisses me off).

Any thoughts? What I'd like is either a .com or a .net, probably the .net would be better.

Most of the decent english words have been used, so I'm thinking of switching to a different language, probably Welsh or Latin.

Edit:
angelsden.net isn't taken.
veneficium.net (latin for magic) is available
cyfareddol.net (welsh for magic) is available

More thoughts when they come to hand.

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microsoft OS are you?

It disturbs me that I end up with the same answer as Stephen (nakedteddybears).

Both computers and now in the spare room, and the spare bed.

I had to move the bookcase from where I moved it last night so that the two tables would fit in. Not by much, only by about 5 cm, but that meant that I had to pull everything off it, move it those 5 cm, and then put everything back.

Considering the bottom two shelves are Encyclopedia Britannica and the year books from 1972 to 1984, and most of the rest are computer manuals and text books, that's a lot of work for an extra 5 cm.

Now, the only problem is I need another network cable, one that will reach from Dave to Halloran. Oh well, Dave will just be lonely until the end of the week then.

The rest of the house looks like a bomb has hit it, but you get that.

Still cleaning, I picked up a used movie ticket up from under the bed.

In big letters was the word ADULT across the top.

My immediate thought was that it couldn't have been mine then.

This seems to be a trend.

I intend to put something in my LJ, get distracted, and get around to it at least three or four days later.

Of course I can't remember what I was going to put on the LJ entry, but, you get that.

It's 12:30 in the morning, and I really should go to bed.

Well, it's been over a week, and I've only gotten around to putting up stuff about the party now.

That says to me either one of two things. Either A) It was a great party and it's taken this long to recover; or B) It was a fairly forgettable party, and I've forgotten to write it up.

Unfortunately, it's B.

Mostly my fault. I forgot to put the invites out early enough so most people already had something on that night.

Oh well.

The people who did turn up:

• Scott


• Stephen


• Will


• Byron


• Kevin


• Kelly


• Adam


• Matt Black


• Sue


• Chakae and new bf Andrew

Tim and Susan rang and said they couldn't make it due to the fact they were house-sitting, and I knew Jason and Sean D wouldn't be able to make from emails earlier in the week.

Oh well. My birthday party should be better. 25th August.

You know you've had a good weekend when it takes until Thursday to put the entry into your Live Journal.

Anyway, I wasn't exactly feeling the most happy of chappies when I got home from work on Friday. First day back at work after three days off with the flu meant I felt like doing something, but I knew that I wasn't actually up to anything.

Stephen (nakedteddybears) came over and ended up inviting me over to his place. So instead of sitting at my place feeling like doing something, I went over to his place, felt like I was doing something , but was actually doing nothing. It worked!

Things done at Stephen's place:

* Read the first two User Friendly books. The web site has the full archive, and is better.
* Had some burrito's
* Read most of Charles M Jones' first autobiography (called Chuck Amuck) A good read.
* Slept (a lot!)
* Went over the road to visit a friend for a couple of hours.

I ended up going home Saturday night/Sunday morning just after midnight when Scott went home after turning up at Stephen's place Saturday afternoon after work.

Sunday was mostly another do nothing day until the afternoon when I met up with my Mum, Dad and brother Glenn. Dad had a check-up the next day at the medical centre next to the hospital when he had the by-pass (if you didn't know, Dad had a quintuple (that's 5) heart by-pass about a month ago). Glenn decided to take a couple days off work and came down with them so we did the "family" thing.

So I met them at the Hotel (Albert on the Park in Spring Hill) and we walk down to the city.

We have dinner at about 6 at a gourmet burger restaurant in the city called The Parrot. I recommend it, it's good.

Then a movie. We all go see Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones. I have to agree with an opinion I've heard from a number of sources and that it's better the second time around. You're able to ignore all the problems, and focus on the movie. It seems better that way.

We get out of the movie about 10. The street's are wet, as it's rained while we were in the movies. Not a problem. We start walking back to the hotel. As we cross King George Square it starts raining slightly again. We consider the option of taking a taxi back to the hotel, but Mum decides against it.

We cross the square, past the church and the Suncorp-Metway building, and start walking alongside the Roma Street Parklands, and it starts pissing down.

We got soaked.

We take shelter for about fifteen minutes in the entranceway to the Parklands, but Mum and Dad decide that it's not going to stop, so we continue walking in the rain.

The rain stops about half-way between when we took shelter and the hotel.

Mum and Dad go back to their Hotel Room and Glenn comes home with me to crash at my place.

I drop Glenn back at the hotel in the morning before I go to work, and then meet them back at the Hotel after work. Again we walk down to the city for dinner. This time we eat at the Pancake Manor on Charlotte Street. Afterwards we walk back to the Hotel via the Queen Street Mall and King George Square and we have a look at the cows!

Yes, you heard right, cows!

It seems one of the cancer foundations is doing a promo trying to raise awareness of the disease, and has had a large number of life-sized cow sculptures painted/decorated by artists. These cows are currently spread around Brisbane city until the end of this month. Interesting to look at.

Since there was no threat of rain this time, on the way down to the city, and on the way back up to the hotel we went via the Roma Street Parklands. I am definitely going to have to make time to go and visit the Parklands during the day. What I saw at night was very nice, and I'd like to explore more.

However, on the way back Glenn proved once and for all that he's related to Dad and myself. I have a very bad sense of humour, lots of bad puns and the like, something I get from my Father. Glenn doesn't usually get involved in our bad humour.

However, as we walking through the Parklands, just above Roma Street station Dad wondered aloud what it takes to get a job as a train driver. The obvious answer was "through training". However, I didn't say it. Glenn did.

Much as I hate to admit it, he's definitely my brother.

The three of them went back to St George Tuesday morning.

From doing the "famaly thang" I learnt three things:

1) He definitely my brother;
2) Dad is doing marvelously;
3) Mum has finally given up smoking for good!

All in all, a good (extended) weekend.

My computer hates me!

Stephen Lister (nakedteddybears) is an evil man.

It's only due to his Live Journal that I decided that I needed one myself.

Now, the question that comes to mind is: Why?

Why start up a Live Journal of my own?

Mainly because I'm always coming up with idea's, rants, observations, etc, and I feel like I need to share them. You can't do that in a private diary, because it's, well, private! I could have worked out my own site to do all this, but the Live Journal site makes it so much easier.

So there it goes: Welcome to the ramblings of a modern day mad man!

And I said that all without mentioning the word cathartic.