Microposts
A rare trip into the office today. We have the Christmas do for London-based developers and testers tonight. A little late. But that’s the way these things go sometimes.
London commuters have largely forgotten Covid ever happened, it seems.
Currently reading: Poems by Iain Banks and Ken MacLeod 📚
Us old types are told that youngsters don’t like punctuation. Full stops in texts sound angry, etc. But I find an unpunctuated message incomplete. You’re left hanging, waiting for the rest. I just got a message at work that said:
Great
Great what? Balls of fire?
Went for the first swim of the year this morning. And if the app for the pool is to be believed, I haven’t been since March last year (not counting holidays). That whole ‘work getting in the way of things’ I was talking about yesterday. Or being a good excuse, at least.
They had a sign up warning that the pool temperature was only 23.7°C. It was fine once I got going, though.
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🎬 Today’s starter: 🄲🄰🅃
The Guardian has a new word game, Wordiply:
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🎬 Today’s starter: 🄸🄲🄴
I was listening to The Specials yesterday because of the sad death of Terry Hall, of course.
I was mildly distracted by this text early in that Guardian report:
The pioneering 2 Tone band rose thanks to the support of Joe Strummer,1 who invited them to support the Clash live,2 and of BBC Radio 1 DJ John Peel.
While not wrong, it ignores the fact that The Specials were bloody brilliant! The piece does make that clear later, to be fair, but it seems slightly the wrong way to weight it.
I also listened to some Fun Boy Three, and they were far better than I remembered, too, both with and without Bananarama.
This is really weird. ‘Do the Dog’ by The Specials, but Apple Music brings up the lyrics of ‘The Last Day of Our Acquaintance’, by Sinead O’Connor.
At the start of this year, I promised myself I’d finish this novel by the end of the year.
I just passed the 70,000-word mark, and I’m on course to do it.
As long as Christmas doesn’t get in the way too much.
I opened a file where I had made some notes for a possible post. It had a link to something I might comment on. I clicked the link. Not only was the post gone, but the whole site; the whole Substack.
I created the file in March.
Own your stuff. Use your own site.
Right. Friday night is upon us. The week’s work is done. Hello.
Why do Netflix, when nothing’s playing, still include The OA in the shows they tout, when the bastards cancelled that wonderful series three years ago?
This is a micropost, sent using the MarsEdit 5 beta’s new ‘Micropost’ feature.
It’s good. Would be even better if it had a character count.
This is disappointing: Apple have removed the delightful page-turn animation from the Books app: Apple’s taken the joy out of its Books app with iOS 16 - The Verge.
Bring it back! Joy! Whimsy!
Saddened to read of the death of Marcus Sedgwick. I don’t know much about him, but I read and enjoyed one of his books two years ago, and subscribed to his mailing list after that. He seemed like a decent guy.
So it goes, I guess.