tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30128542010-02-01T11:01:14.436ZCast and Locationspeternoreply@blogger.comBlogger2474125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-57596963403184406422010-02-01T10:33:00.003Z2010-02-01T11:01:14.518Z

Slept badly last night, and feeling guite rough now. Slept badly last night because of electronic pollution, namely a bur-loop (omg it's just happened again) sound. Bur-loop Not loud, not threatening, but more than enough to wake me.It's the new iPhone, I thought, it's reached 100 percent charge. But no. Still a mere 86 percent. More awake than ever now, so reluctantly back to kip. Three times I

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-87269081704983600432010-01-28T18:18:00.006Z2010-01-28T18:52:44.639Z

In November, when I wasn't blogging, my washing machine broke. Or rather, the door did. Broke to the extent that it would no longer open, thus invalidating its raison d'etre. I have a feeling there should be one of those silly hat things on one of those letters, but the French lingo quite eludes me. And I have no time for accented alphabets. Either use letters as we Brits do, or pictures as do

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-39503468855429824302010-01-25T20:10:00.004Z2010-01-25T21:05:49.357Z

It's a very great joy to sit down with you in this the middle of January, and spend a little time. Chillax. (Here I must confess to being just that tiny bit Brahms and Liszt.) Blotto, rather than Lotto, which is how I earn my pittance.Oh, that's enough of that! Let's get on to some content. Because Content is King, as they used to say in the early days of the internet. (Shit - this isn't going

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-85419186944352193352010-01-22T09:25:00.006Z2010-01-22T10:51:37.189Z

Here we go again.You could have knocked me down with a feather boa when Darling Zed told me this blog is a Bloggie finalist. Again. Personally I blame her lol. And The Nominations Are...It's actually our third nomination, although of course we don't make a fuss about these things. Self-promotion is so tacky and tasteless... I mean look at David Cameron with all that moisturiser. Give me the man

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-20236710758129450812010-01-20T10:38:00.003Z2010-01-20T10:55:22.178Z

Bizarre dream a couple of hours ago, in which I was a contestant in the current Celebrity Big Brother. Looking at the calendar I realised to my consternation that Wednesdays I have to work at the bingo, and there was NO GETTING OUT OF IT. Pleased though that the other contestants got to see my work clothes, which are much nicer than my slopping about the house clothes. I was especially trying to

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-34290287834594065762010-01-17T11:17:00.004Z2010-01-20T10:38:41.420Z

I'm warming slightly to the iPhone. So much so that I'm writing this post on it. OK the performance of BBC iPlayer might be erratic, but when that does work it's quite beautiful. Rather than stressing what the new phone doesn't do, we should maybe think more of what it does.Today is sunny and blue. I should be out, but there is Warcraft. And laziness.Big Brother has suddenly got a touch more

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-43307689868742294972010-01-15T09:42:00.004Z2010-01-15T10:21:20.396Z

The iPhone is a heap of crap, I've correctly decided.(Ten years ago, that sentence would have impacted on their business. I'm resigned to the notion that today it will have zero effect.)Nine hours of my life from yesterday I'll never, ever get back, and still I hate it.Typing is a joke. Days of my life I've spent in becoming an accurate touch typist, writing this to you for example - yet now I'm

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-39957333308967722442010-01-08T10:12:00.003Z2010-01-08T10:51:47.622Z

Oh the hairnet! That one-time fashion staple, along with the headscarf and the plastic curler. No amount of Pantene Pro-V with Elle McPherson will ever replace them. Changed days.How y'all doing in the Big Freeze? Still in one piece? Well, I am too, just. But like millions of other pensioners, one is trapped in the house unable to risk life and limb by stepping out onto the ice rink pavements.

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-47482336776121895712010-01-04T11:27:00.005Z2010-01-04T12:06:05.961Z

That's what you get when you kiss ladies with short hair, sensible shoes and H1N1. Even on the cheek, which is as far as a red blooded man like me would normally be welcomed. Anyway, it's sniff and shiver. Giving those cotton tee shirts hell. (They make excellent handkerchiefs on days of heavy flow.) Frankly I blame all sorts of things. Two new bosses at work... stress and strain. Pretending

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-86406333254084485012010-01-03T10:33:00.004Z2010-01-03T11:08:01.183Z

Belatedly, but there ya go!Hope you had a good ceremonial, and are poised, straining at the leash, for the decade to come. May it bring bounties and blessings and boons.Vividly I remember my old friend Hamish, who on being asked, years ago, for his New Year resolution, replied, "To get to the end of it". Such aphorisms cannot easily be forgotten. Such wisdom. Such a wag. Mary the landlady once

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-28328675822449445852009-12-31T10:47:00.004Z2009-12-31T11:52:41.892Z

Sixty three!(Or, as I prefer to think of it, twenty one for the third time.)And it's snowing. And life is good. The next big adventure will be dying, but of course we don't want that for ages yet. Or at least, not until the correct time.Hot StuffSitting waiting for the man from Comet bringing my new microwave. Not as agitated as usual when someone has to visit my home, as only last month a man

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-83401110169243500402009-12-29T19:13:00.004Z2009-12-29T19:51:48.825Z

Heartache, when it comes, strikes hard in Warcraft. Not at all what you would expect to hear about a computer game, and certainly never said here about Doom or Prince of Persia or Quake 3 Arena. But Warcraft is much more than a game: it is a community.A large community, granted, but the eleven million lost souls are divided and subdivided ending eventually in family-sized groups called guilds,

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-25734855404134496972009-12-26T10:32:00.002Z2009-12-26T10:43:28.032Z

And hi on Boxing Day, 2009.It's off to work for me today, say hello to my bingo ladies, and hear about their Merry Christmases.Channel Five were doing Gadget Of The Decade in various categories. iPhone won Best Phone and iPod best Music Gadget. Then iPhone went on to win Best Overall Gadget. (These were based on viewer votes, and iPhoners do tend to get a bit evangelical.) But still, impressive

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-80292030616044353742009-12-25T09:28:00.003Z2009-12-25T09:58:34.161Z

Darling Zoe found the Christmas excitement a bit too much this morning, and was sick on the carpet. Just a little bit, and I mopped it up with tissue.The City of Edinburgh Council might have unlimited funds for trams and property developers, but the matter of salting and gritting the pavements is apparently not on the menu. Thus at a stroke, everyone over sixty is trapped in their homes,

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-33470183244788624382009-12-22T16:02:00.003Z2009-12-22T16:53:17.760Z

And here we are again, post solstice apocalypse, the apocalypse I never even noticed!Sitting in the Regent this afternoon, spending money for a change, but heck I've got so much these days, since Warcraft. Thinking of an iPhone. Thinking of a netbook, so I can write to you from the Regent, which I'm hardly ever in, but then you never know when the urge might strike.It's been lovely seeing you

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-44325855073346081392009-12-21T15:02:00.004Z2009-12-22T15:48:42.997Z

At 17.47 Greenwich Mean Time/Universal Coordinated TimeSicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper, et in saecula saeculorum.As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be. World without end, amen.Hope you had a good one!Sorry we were a few hours late, but that's the pace of exciting modern life!

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-41665140442325842452009-12-20T15:03:00.000Z2009-12-22T15:15:45.671Z

Well, almost there now. It's very strange, doing this countdown again as I've done for at least a decade, and feeling nothing. Nada. In 2009 I really don't care about the winter Solstice. It means nothing, less than nothing. Purely academic. Bizarre. But wouldn't it be such a dry, arid life if we never changed, never grew?Real life is elsewhere, hiding behind the plastic of this computer screen.

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-68198121272581937542009-12-19T18:53:00.004Z2009-12-19T19:20:14.346Z

Hi there. How's it hanging? How's your bum for lovebites?Haha.Nearly went out today, but there was a short blizzard.Have to go out tomorrow for cat litter.Courtney Cox came on Scrubs, so I turned the sound up. It wasn't too bad, but TV as a medium is just so over. Except Friends, of course. Why watch, when you can do? I said the same on Comment is Free about golf. In reference to Tiger Woods.

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-70193066325598871982009-12-18T18:45:00.000Z2009-12-19T18:51:42.379Z

Hi again. Weather still bad. Friends and Warcraft. Really wanted to text Sandra, but not up to it. Have to get cat litter soon. Darkish before two.Here's an Australian news piece about Warcraft addiction.Addictions are only a problem when you can't get the stuff.With WoW you get all you want and more for 8.99 a month.No problem.(Except to those around you, but they understandably see things from

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-17575655938653713472009-12-17T18:44:00.000Z2009-12-19T18:45:37.585Z

Hi!Not much today. Warcraft and Friends.Sandra phoned, kindly, and left a message. Bad weather I think.

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-30944074061811845902009-12-16T21:26:00.002Z2009-12-16T21:40:33.631Z

Hiya! Another quiet day, mostly Warcraft and Friends. WoW came second in the Guardian best 50 games of the decade. Two other favourites were highly ranked also, Vice City and San Andreas. (Both of them written just across the park from me. Just as Trainspotting refers to the end of my street.) We scoop the pool in undesirables I guess. Rockstar North were on (meaning alongside) Leith Links, but

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-65726678264964140662009-12-15T22:05:00.003Z2009-12-15T22:20:50.023Z

Left the house today, for the first time since Saturday. Strange always, seeing so many people out and about and unlike work not having to talk to them. Work was the reason I stepped out... it's the Christmas "do" this evening, and I don't feel well enough to go. Been having intermittent stomach ache recently, crippling, and had an attack last night bad enough to keep me awake till four. But I

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-46039147400114873112009-12-14T18:13:00.003Z2009-12-14T18:42:06.553Z

It's Monday evening now, and I'm still on my couch. Scrubs is on the telly, as it too sometimes comes on after Friends. And as with Ugly Betty and One Tree Hill, I've never ever heard one word of it. Because silence is so precious. There's so little silence these days. When I was young I loved music. Studied the violin up to Grade Seven... even got a Merit in the exam! I loved violin music when I

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-72683476483426817152009-12-13T19:31:00.002Z2009-12-13T20:32:37.951Z

It's Sunday evening, and Ugly Betty is on the telly. Ugly Betty comes on after Friends, which is still compulsory viewing, even after all these years. Even though I now know the punchline to just about every gag. Frazier, Will and Grace, South Park are all very good in their different ways, but Friends quite simply ftw. (A slightly rude abbreviation used online. The t and w part mean "the world".

peternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3012854.post-61551942653328099322009-12-12T08:21:00.004Z2009-12-12T09:07:20.444Z

The archetypical December high pressure is here, bringing weather charts of wall-to-wall sunshine. It should be a wondrous thing. Nature's anti-depressant. But here in Sunny Leith at least, the only thing wall-to-wall is fog. Thick fog. Lentil-souper. However it is the job of the hill-walker to rise above that, quite literally.Hill walking is the second of my big Warcraft losses, the first being

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