It took me ages to find the train and Frankfurt airport is huuuuge and it took me even longer to find the Aer Lingus desk to check in once I got to the airport and nothing was open and I was really early and bored out my skull 'cos I've no fucking walkman any more and then once I got on the plane there was a little kid who screamed all the way from Frankfurt to Dublin and then we got kicked off the plane temporarily in Dublin so they could clean it or something before we went on to Cork and who did I see in the one tiny section of Dublin airport that was still open only Donal, which was very strange and cool, 'specially as it was his bday yesterday too and then we got back on the plane and the little bastard was still on it and he screamed for 10 mins before getting hoarse and falling asleep - result - and then we landed in Cork and my bag was one of the first out and then I met the parents who took me...HOME. I've been homesick all along and never realised it. And Cinco is so incredibly small compared to Freddie...

Considering squandering my inheritance on a laptop. Now all I want is a Palm Vx and an MZ-R70 to go with it :-)

It's cold, I'm hungry, there's so much to do/see tonight - all in all a perfect recipe for NOT sitting in front of a computer for the rest of the afternoon.

If I don't post tomorrow, Happy Christmas etc

Here's something amusing.

-----Original Message----- From: Claire Swire Sent: 07 December 2000 16:12 To: Chait, Bradley Subject: RE:

I hadn't swallowed for years but yours was yum and very good for me too! Apparently it's very good conditioner for your hair too...getting a funny picture in my head, giggling out loud and now having to explain to Dave

what's so funny!

Claire Swire: legend in her own lunchtime

The Wankometer goes through a webpage and, based on the amount of managerial-speak (to whit, "management wank") contained therein, gives it a score. http://www.att.com/business/ scored an off-the scale 11 on the Wankometer: can you beat this? If so, let us know; post a comment! (!!!!!!)

I like my electronic choonz so I was very pleased indeed to find this (Flash + patience/fast connection req'd) and this on memepool. Take a look. Oooh! And new additions to The Editing Room!

Takedown.com is a site devoted to Kevin Mitnick, one of the more notorious crackers in the US, and how he was caught. For the more nerdy among you, you can even watch recordings like this of his online sessions. Fascinating stuff, 'specially when he makes typos :-)

Tidied up the weblog archive section, sorta. Do I really have to use php (through the Blogger interface - eek!) just to get the archive listing on this page?

Those little comment links at the top are there to be used by the way - just mind you don't do what this guy did. Just for him, gey.css has been renamed :-P

Some people have way too much time on their hands. Actually, the entire site is like this. Cool!

Just by the by, if you're bored out of your skull and looking for weird shit on the web to keep you occupied, go to Memepool or NTK (links left, under "Daily Surf").

In other news, I finally found Viva on the TV in the flat, hidden at channel 41, so I now have 4 channels I can watch: Viva, Viva Zwei, MTV and CNN. And yes, I was bored enough to type out all these URLs...

Arrr! AAARRRRR!!! A little coding spree has resulted in stage one of the Skins project being initiated! Stage two will involve cookies and other madness, but this is impressive enough for now...top.inc is getting mightily messy indeed...

Two new CSS files to be randomly picked, plus the new bit up on the top right there, which lets you know which one it is. Still no content though...

And if you're unlucky enough to get gey.css, it's obviously a sign of some sort. The computer never lies.

Quick note re: the page - currently in the middle of struggling with some very simple DHTML to tidy up the left side over there. Funny thing is: I ripped the code from an older page I used to have on CSD, but amazingly it refuses to work now (might put up the test page later if you're good). Ffs like...

So, what do you do when offered a free gaff when your flatmates go away for a week? Say: "Oh no, I'll look after the dog, it's no problem". The social ramifications (or lack thereof) dawned on me last night. Big Scary Dog™ is guaranteed to scare some people off who might otherwise have dropped up, and it also means no late nights for Dave cos the fucking pooch has to be walked! And he snores! Fucker actually kept me awake last night despite being at the other end of the hall from my door!

They could have easily taken him in the jeep (yes, really) too. Hate that dog so much...

On Monday December 11th, between the hours of 12:00am and 12:30am in Scruffy's Irish Pub, Karlstr. 4, 76133 Karslruhe, Germany, my Sony MZ-R30 MD Walkman was nicked from my coat. I am not impressed. If I ever find the cunt who did it I will break a 14-year stretch of never even having punched someone in anger, and then some. That is all.

Well, so long as we know what browser NOT to use in future...

Quiet few days...well not really, but I'm not telling you lot. Which is obviously the point of a weblog. This is what happens when Mr. Cagey decides to document his already mediocre enough life on the web, I suppose. Hey! At least I'm posting more than Cliph! :-P

/me wonders why iCab won't post blogs...

Off to MC the Scruffy's quiz now. Yes, you heard correctly. Any and all disputes, comments and/or queries pertaining to tonight's quiz are to be directed to yours truly. Should be fun.

FINALLY!

See that lovely bit of CSS-file-switching code in the previous posting? In seeking to be all cool and self referential I posted it up there but forgot to tweak it so the browser wouldn't actually read it - ie replace the square brackets on the last line with < and > (read the source of this bit and you'll understand).

Visitors for the last 48 hours have been informed that http://csd.dot-ie.com/~dave/lesinge/css/".$cssfile.".css couldn't be found...I do apologise for my utter lameness.

Right: site now changes colour every hour.

$selection = array("red","green","blue");
$seed=date(G);
$cssfile=$selection[($seed%3)];
print "\n<link rel=stylesheet type=text/css href=css/".$cssfile.".css>\n";

More colours to come soon

Very pretty site, from the man who brought you Praystation.
Flash 4 req'd

Well slap me sideways and call me a wanker, just got a mail from a good friend/sworn enemy whom I hadn't heard from in a good (some would say great) three-and-a-half years. Jaysus, etc. Always a weird feeling when something from the past (aka Watergrasshill) crawls out from underneath a stone and bites your ankles. Dammit, I have to think of something to reply with now...

Dear Fuckhead,
You never visit me and the kids any more...

Why does this page look so dark on a PC in comparison to a Mac? Nnnnnnngh. Here we go again with the stylesheet fiddling; so glad I didn't start on the complicated stuff *pats self on back* - laziness DOES pay off :-)

Craziness at Starshot part deux: I get back from pub, and Freddy (the dog) is not in his usual place in the hall, but in by the bathroom door. The place smells even more strongly of hash, but I settle down in the living room with laptop anyway. 2 minutes later, Kai appears from the bathroom (ah so that's why Freddy was there...). 3 minutes thereafter, Tina appears too. From the bathroom. Ah. So this is what it feels like to be Mal...

Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed after 15 or so hours in bed, I wander out into a deserted flat, into the living room and the unmistakeable bouquet of hash. Seems the health freaks aren't so straight-laced after all. But for the fact that I announced my departure to bed at 6 yesterday I might have been invited. I imagine my German gets better when stoned - or maybe I just imagine it gets better...

Good grief, captain - there are some Germans with senses of humour too! Had two psychotic Bavarians in my room last night. As I type, they're whizzing back to Munich in Tanja's little Fiesta, doubtless doing 80mph in 3rd gear. Just beware of crazy Hamburgers...

Nothing like a little in-joke to alienate the rest of my, er, readership...note to Will and Jim: Andrea's a big fan of AggSpeak - we have a disciple.

I could tell people about last night, but then I'd have to kill them. Currently comatose and not looking forward to going out tonight. At all. But I have to. But I don't want to. Nnngh! Irreconcileable concepts....overload...can't....take....*KABLOOIE*