Bad software creates jobs.
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10:38:19 AM,
Thursday 14 October 2004
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01:11:44 PM,
Tuesday 5 October 2004
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Mexed Missages! Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course.
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10:13:06 PM,
Thursday 30 September 2004
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You know, I actually quite like listening to Kerry talk.
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09:28:03 PM,
Thursday 30 September 2004
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A suit no longer makes the person inside look gentlemenly, but rather as though they wish to sell me something. I don't know anyone under 50 who looks comfortable in one.
I may investigate suspenders.
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04:35:52 PM,
Wednesday 29 September 2004
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To replace all the monitors in an office with houseplants. If possible, the pots should have power cords and buttons.
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03:06:58 PM,
Wednesday 29 September 2004
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We all need buildings to help us along.
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09:03:21 PM,
Saturday 25 September 2004
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More tree practice. The grown cygnet pictures all came out blurry, I'm sad to say, and you don't actually need more pictures of full grown swans menacing the photographer.
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08:53:48 PM,
Saturday 25 September 2004
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Not quite right. I got out there too late, or a few days too early: The moon is too far above the horizon.
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08:50:22 PM,
Saturday 25 September 2004
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This poor mouse wouldn't move for anything, apart from the sun catching up with him.
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08:49:09 PM,
Saturday 25 September 2004
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A squirrel swam past, within a foot of my kayak, and I didn't get the picture. At first I thought it was a leaf moving against the wind; all that was above water was the eyes, nose, ears and, some distance behind, the middle section of the tail. It was crossing from the island back to shore, shortly after a heron I was tormenting landed near it. I was simply too gobsmacked to think of the camera. It looked very small when it emerged on shore. I'll never get into the humourous greeting card business if I miss opportunities like that.
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07:46:31 PM,
Saturday 25 September 2004
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My lower levels of consciousness just played a strange trick. I was sick of the headphones, so unplugged them. the CPU has a built-in speaker. As I emerged from a period of concentration, I registered something under the desk. Generally, something under a desk = a cat, so my mind decided it had a cat singing "Get me away I'm dying" on it's hands, and elevated the issue.
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05:10:40 PM,
Tuesday 21 September 2004
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