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.
There has been much discussion around here, of late, about the state of Shakespeare Street. Shakespeare Street both north and south of the Leamington ‘commercial centre refurbishment contract’ is in a sad state. Significant parts of the late March early April 2009 surface application have failed. A bad batch of tar/bitumen? (I really have no idea). Aggregate wet when applied? (ditto) though this photo [2:34PM 23 March 2009] seems to suggests otherwise for the later.
This is what the northbound lane, just a little north of the above shot, looked like on Friday the 15th of May 2009. Apples and oranges I know – different lorry load of chip, different part of the pile – and in fact the south bound lane (top of picture) looks OK here. That is loose gravel/aggregate/chip in the bottom of the photo.
Same area on Monday morning the 18th of May 2009.
Council and contractor have set to work to sort out what went wrong with whatever metrics it is you use to decide such things. Folk with clip boards have come to look and record their observations. And the contractor has been busily removing the dislodged chip – cause of the most disagreeable aggravation – the noise.
Now, Shakespeare Street sees a constant flow of traffic, some of it heavy, – truck and trailer units including full milk tankers – day in and day out.
I guess my question is; does the maintenance regime in place for Shakespeare Street match the usage it sustains? And secondly; is Shakespeare Street, and I use the above image taken this afternoon as illustration, correctly formed and structurally sound?
All the photos.
See here also. And just for good measure a full blow by blow coverage of Thursday 6th of November 2008.
Once more we suffer the indignity of the big little town Cambridge retailers window display competition. Poor, inappropriate and downright inaccurate branding offers nothing to Cambridge – and its partner in this endeavour – National Fieldays.
A promotion which does not call a spade a spade is a failure. Cambridge the Waikato town – most probably the largest Waikato town – functions, in large part, as an agribusiness hub – supplying its hinterland and beyond with goods and services. It is a busy place.
The sillyness of ‘villagising’ Cambridge and reducing commercial activity to the level of comic hayseediness is just wrong. Cambridge is in the business of attracting punters to buy its goods and services. National Fieldays is a celebration of businesses that thrive on innovation and all that other fancy go-get stuff people like to talk about.
This promotion fails both by subverting the strengths, aspirations and branding of both enterprises.
I was thinking about messages, advocacy and autheticity when taking the photos of the parade yesterday. The angels got me thinking. I quite like Beckham the footballer. I am not a recreational sports watcher – sport goes on all about me all the time – in one ear and out the other. But some stuff sticks.
Beckham’s fluidity of movement and boyishness has seeped through to me as much has Tiger Woods determination and Daniel Carter’s zen. All three are most interesting men and though not a fan what they do, well, fascinates.
Mt Smart’s marketing of the Beckham visit seemed odd from the start. There was no leveraging of his joyful visit of a year ago. I know about the fun because I talked with a friend in the Cake Tin by phone while it was all pumping. In fact until late last week Auckland seemed to have forgotten that Beckham had been here at all. I wonder was this a marketing ploy?
Edited 17:56 8/12/08: Typo