It’s just a pity some folk find it necessary to disrupt the lives and peace of mind of their neighbours. OK, so in posting this I run the risk that someone will get a thrill because their handiwork has been noted and is on the Internet. Equally, I would hope a quiet word from one in the know along the lines that one’s free time might be more valuably spent could be a good outcome. It’s the small things.
In the mailbox this morning. So, I guess this is launch day for the new online version. Now, I’m wondering – well, I have been for some time – the ability to login and store numbers? Facebook et al. capture? OK, social networking interactivity (the site looks naked without any share buttons) and something I know even less about – the capture of numbers to your mobile address book – is this built in or is there an app? – am I talking through a hole in my head? And while I’m imagining a bright shiny new future how about wifi for the CBD – unrelated but related – just saying. Oh and also unrelated but related how about this then?
and The Daily Show of course! Go Andrew.
What is the communication gap? Why doesn’t advertising work any more?
It has been a funny old day. I’ve been scanning images for kwtjubilee. Discovered there is a WordPress Word Camp in Wellington the weekend beyond next. Thommo’s memorial service is on Thursday not Friday as I had surmised from the transposing of days and dates in the weekend’s paper. At West End Bowling Club which is close to Northgate and NPGH – at 3PM. There was a frost this morning – a surprisingly heavy one – I have spent the day, a day which has been bright and sunny, inside in airconditioned isolation. The mystery that is Twitter, as opposed to the Twitter of ‘media’ reputation, is beginning to dim as I slowly see it’s potential. New folk are following me. I rather like Russell Brown‘s take – an RB original I am sure –
Essentially, Twitter is poetic, and Facebook is administrative.
My use of both will fall into the adminstrative camp. I may be wrong. Friends, real live actual friends continue to find me on Facebook which is heartwarming. Having folk follow me on Twitter is gratifying and is beginning to shape how I use it to amplify posts here at my blog. I read bits of Until Next Time and will return to it. And this sublime eulogy.
And honest I did not know this. If you are on a PC and reading text in any contemporary browser ( FF3.5, EI8, Chrome or Safari 4) place your finger on the Ctrl key and roll the scroll button on your mouse. So simple, so obvious – but who tells you these things until someone randomly mentions it – Duh – I think it may have been there for a while.
I wrote this five or six weeks ago (last edited 25 June) and have been waiting for a suitable image to accompany it. I had wanted to photograph the badges but everyone I spoke to around here has returned theirs to Wellington.
Why is such a beautiful name, Manurewa, mispronounced by so many on radio and teevee. OK, I am far from perfect but I do try to get it right most of the time. Pronunciation that is. My pc or university pronunciation, of te reo, is remarkably different from the Anglicised versions with which I grew up and painfully different still, at times, from the joyful music of ‘native tongue’ speaking friends (who I must add speak perfect New Zealand English). Continue reading
The Film Archive has been in touch sending through this lovely promotional material. Not sure that you will be able to read the poster. The salient facts are The Bush Cinderella at 2PM tomorrow afternoon Saturday the 19th of July at The Plaza, Kensington Street, Putaruru.
The Telephone number there is 07 883 8596. Enjoy.
Also Big Moments Sunday 20 July 2008, 12:30PM Victoria Cinema, Hamilton.
If you want to be on The Film Archive mailing list go here.
For those wanting to go to The Pictures on Saturday The Plaza is, apparently, in Putaruru. The screening is at 2PM Saturday the 19th of July 2008.
Caption: Yes, this moving picture screening is both in the common era and our corner of the Known Universe – just down the road a way in the fine South Waikato town of Putaruru.
Not actually sure if it is this lot. More than likely it is these folk. But I cannot find an online reference to the showing here. Or for that matter here. Ah! The Plaza has a website oh! but no screening info.
Update: I have found it (sorry I do not think it is a permalink). I think I have heard of this site before. Thanks Google.
This does get on Dad’s wick, and mine. The number of folk who insist on inverting the meaning of the phrase a No 8 wire solution. Just in the past couple of weeks, in a letter to the editor of The Herald, a couple of learned blokes from somewhere down the line opined that we need to lose our No 8 Wire Attitude, confusing it I am sure, with another Kiwi favourite ‘She’ll Be Right‘.
To us the term means innovation and creativity. Finding a practical solution for an immediate need. Utilising scarce resources with lateral thinking. Above all it is about delivering a solution that works.
No 8 the soft, low tensile wire used for fencing New Zealand was still ubiquitous as I grew up. It took me a week to find this. As it happens it was under my nose just a few hundred metres from here. A No 8 wire solution of beautiful, minimalist simplicity.