This is my (in)activity log. You might like to visit my employer
Novell which is an amazing company, and also
Dell who in days of yore provided me with a
free laptop for Gnome development / conferences.
Also if you have the time to read this sort of stuff you could enlighten
yourself by going to Unraveling Wittgenstein's net or if
you are feeling objectionable perhaps here.
Stuff Michael Meeks is doing
- Up early, J mowed the lawn to prepare for
parents arrival, showered, small breakfast.
- Church - video on "Ministry in the Workplace"
same guy as "Thank God It's Monday" and the guy that started
the "Adopt a Phonebox" campaign to rid our boxes of pimp's
- Lots of farewells to Julia and then back home
to meet her parents and her sister (Sue) & boyfriend (Clive),
and out for dinner.
- Off to the XYZ for a very pleasant dinner, and
then the parents went shopping [ J' and I abstained (
Sunday ) ]. Managed to get Mr Griffin on his own and ask his
permission to ask his daughter to marry me [ of course, only
on the understanding that God thinks it's ok ]. Positive
response - excellent.
- Back home, and off for a walk on the heath -
where they race the horses - to take Clive's dogs for a
- Back for tea, a garden examination, and then
present unwrapping - J's parents: masters of economy. They
use wall-paper to wrap presents, at 1UKP / roll, far cheaper
than 'wrapping' paper [ and thicker too ], good tip for the
future. Also it was Sue's birthday soon, so she opened her
presents early [ displaying a certain lack of the proper
decorum, but understandable since all the family were
- Julia got a bottle of "Superior Bath Foam" -
essentialy a balsamic vinegar bottle re-filled by mother
with Tesco's bath oil of some sort - to much merriment.
Lots of other nice presents though.
- Read "Guns, Germs & Steel" to Julia as she
packed all her stuff, amazing the spread of the food
production package East - West in Eurasia, and the almost
total lack of food technology spread in Africa and America
( North - South ) in prehistoric times. Apparently "America
the Beautiful" is almost entirely wrong, in Eurasia the corn
spreads thousands of miles under wide skies from East to West
- whereas no indigenous American corn species managed to get
from East to West America [ or sim. ].
- A spot of dinner: scrambled egg with cream instead
of milk, yum; eatups time. The Girl went to bed, the Boy
tampered with her luggage at some length.
In case it's not painfully obvious: the reflections reflected here are my
own; mine, all mine ! and don't reflect the views of Novell, The
Lithuanian Gov't or Arnold Schwarzenegger. It's also important to
realise that I'm not in on the Swedish Conspiracy.
Occasionally people ask for formal photos for conferences,
Michael Meeks (firstname.lastname@example.org)