Saturday, 30 December 2006

If I should die before I wake...

This may be my last post on this blog. Today I am 20CD days old, and under MS-DOS, that's a standard way to terminate a program (INT 20, little-endian).

But I have confidence in this: God does not play DOS with the universe.

Sunday, 24 December 2006

Christmas

To every one of the... err.... probably only one... readers of this blog, may you have a blessed Christmas, filled with love, good music and joy.

Saturday, 23 December 2006

Idiots

Dealt with another idiot on Threshold. Or, probably, an old idiot come back again. They always seem to appear just when I'm on the way to bed.

Twinks seem to be attracted to me for some reason. Maybe I'm too nice. I'm too patient.

It's kinda fun in a way. But I do get a little annoyed at losing borging time just for a twink. Real RP is one thing. I'll gladly give up borging for good roleplay. But just to deal with some guy who thinks he can invert the order of things and get away with it... or worse, one who violates a lady IC... sure, it's roleplay, but not half as satisfying as exploring the sea floor with Kanne.

Date formats

Clever Blogspot. It took it upon itself to say that I'm a Pisces. Well, my next horoscope ought to say "Pisces. You are strong-willed, and object to having your astrological sign published when you do not believe in astrology. You also object to American-format dates."

My birthday is not what it thought it was. But it never told me it wanted month/day/year. If geeks ruled the world, every date would be stored year, month, day... with slashes or dashes separating, maybe, or maybe not, too. We write the time as Hour:Minute:Second - why write the date backwards?

Thursday, 21 December 2006

Well, well, well... Who's that a'callin'?

Contrary to popular expectation, I now have a blog. It'll get traffic only when I have something to write AND have time to write it, so expect the next post in January... say, January 2038.

Or maybe earlier. Your mileage may vary.