Welcome to the world, Faith Emily Lane.
Yup, I am now well and truly out-numbered, and am doomed to live in a house of women.
Even my cat is a girl 🙂
Twitter was down today (typical!) so my twitter followers were spared minute-by-minute updates on the labour. Probably the best for all concerned, actually.
Faith is absolutely perfect. She weighed 8lbs (why is that always the first thing people tell you?), and all the tests so far have showed no problems.
After last year’s blurb in Smartphone & Pocket PC Magazine, I’ve seen another small write-up for my Windows Mobile wiki-based note-taking program, bLADE Wiki.
This time, it’s in a German computing magazine called c’t. They’ve included the app on their cover CD, and written a short paragraph describing it.
Yay – that’s quite a nice end to the week. 🙂
I signed up to matter a little while ago. It’s a service where you sign up to be sent promotional stuff.
If you look at their website or their blog, they don’t really describe themselves like that. They talk about it as a “communications channel” between consumers and advertisers, and they talk about the “brand experience”. In fact, they say pretty much everything except “we’ll give you free stuff”.
In the lead up to today, they’ve talked a lot about the care they’ve been taking to select interesting things that “you’ll want to keep”. Even so, my hopes weren’t very high. This is all free, so I was a little sceptical how good the stuff would be. Today, the pilot matter box arrived.
Typical. I finally get to do something interesting that I could tweet about, and Twitter goes and falls over for the day! 😉
We went up to the O2 Dome in Greenwich to visit the Tutankhamun and the Golden Age of the Pharaohs exhibition. It’s the first time the exhibition has been in the UK since 1972 apparently. That’s a bit before my time, but I did see some bits in the Egyptian Museum in Cairo a few years ago.
It seems to be very popular (we couldn’t get tickets for a weekend – despite trying almost as soon as they went on sale) so your tickets have quite a precise entry time – a half-hour window when you are allowed in.
Once in, you get a two minute introductory video (narrated by Omar Sharif – which brought back dozens of films that I remember watching with my mum as a kid!) which sets the scene of the boy prince who became king, spent ten years trying to undo some of the radical and unpopular changes made by the king before him, before dying from an unknown cause at the age of about twenty.
Spam email is normally fairly annoying, but every now and then you get one that is so bad that it’s actually kind of entertaining.
FROM: BRITISH LOTTERY INTERNATIONAL
(onlinegames001@adelphia.net)
SUBJECT: CONGRATULATION YOU ARE A CERTIFIED WINNER WITH OF OUR END OF YEARPROGRAMMEThe British National Lottery
Your email has won you lump sum of (£1,000,000.00 pounds Sterling)
You are require to contact the delivery manager for verification and authentication of your claims as the sole beneficiary with your personalinformation.
Yesterday, I went up to Islington in London for a “fun” poker tournament. The entry fee was paid for by my wife as a surprise birthday present, and was my first experience of playing poker against people I didn’t know, or for more than £5 stake!
The game was no-limits Texas Hold’em – with about eight people to each table to start with, and the top three players from each game moving on to the next table.
Amazingly, I did quite well – winning on my first table quite convincingly, and making it through to the last two players on the last table. Where I got pressured into going all-in before I was really ready. Shame.
I’m not a travel writer. If I was, I’d be rubbish at it – writing code is one thing, but my attempts at stringing together anything vaguely like an engaging narrative are basically rubbish. And even if I thought I was good at that sort of thing, I’ve been in Manila for about three hours, so any conclusions I might come to now are massively premature.
Still, why let that stop me, eh? Because it’s been an interesting arrival, and without blogging, I’ve got noone else around to talk to about it. 🙂
I’m all for declarative living and putting everything about myself online, but it’s not for everyone. I’m thinking that I should come up with a name for my wife and daughter to use online.
MetroDad talks about “Boss Lady” and the “Peanut”, both of which names I love, and have frequently been tempted to blatantly plagiarise. 🙂
Ian refers to one of his kids as “predlet” (it makes more sense if you know that his online identity is often epredator… at least, I guess that’s why).
I think Roo has referred to his lady as “Mrs Roo” before (but I can’t remember where, and with roaming data charges at £7.50 a meg, I’m not gonna spend much time looking now – you’ll just have to take my word for it 🙂 ). I like it, but I would worry that if I started talking about “Mrs Dale” then people might think I’m talking about a camp alter-ego.
Kelly uses “The Girl”, which I quite like. And I think she uses “Himself” for her husband. (same excuse as before – I’m writing this offline, and coping without Internet access is a little like coping with half my brain lopped off!)
Anyway, this is really all a roundabout way of saying that, whatever I call them for this post, I’m missing them both lots while I’m away.