I sold TekBusters on January first and changed from entrepreneur (which I can never spell without a spell checker) to being retired. Yay.

It’s now March so I’ve changed from being retired to being semi unemployed. I’m currently working at some web design and SEO as well as some consulting but really it’s time to get back to work. Day time tv would drive any one crazy. I swear, if I see one more make over….


Of mice and cats

Nicole made me a mouse over Christmas but I left before she could give it to me. So she posted it over, with a second bonus mouse for Ursula so we wouldn’t fight over them. She forgot we had cats…


“I am looking for a cat with six claws on it’s right paw”


 “Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You ate my father. Prepare to die.”


“You fool! You fell victim to one of the classic blunders – The most famous of which is “never get involved in a land war in Asia” – but only slightly less well-known is this: “Never go against a Sicilian when death is on the line”




The recession isn’t over yet

How do I know? Well I was looking for an email this morning and though Google might have flagged it as spam. 800 spam messages there and not one offering me dodgy relations with a donkey, an opportunity to invest in my Nigerian uncle’s oil farm or a magic pill to move all the weight from my arse to my dick.

Nope, 800 messages offering me a job. Seems that’s all people are searching for nowgmailspam

We’ll fix your washing machine

Well not me. I can barely use the thing. But my brother Michael will. If you live in Ireland. In Monaghan, Cavan, Meath or Louth.  Which may make the title of this post a little misleading. But he’ll fix your washing machine. If it’s broken. Or your oven. All I did was start up a new website for him. It’s here at http://gainfordelectrical.ie

Paul & Rachel tie the knot

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Seattle and Mr Pointy

In May we went to Seattle. Despite living only 2 hours away for 5 years I’d passed through it but never went as a tourist. Congratulations, it’s time for my slideshow of photos of telegraph poles. How exciting.

Pike Place market, taken from a place that's not a starbucjs

Pike Place market, taken from a place that’s not a Starbucks.

We of course went to the Nerds museum. Nirvana and science fiction. Where could we go wrong.

Superman. The real one. Not the current disappointing movie ones

Superman. The real one. Not the current disappointing movie ones

The Princess Bride wedding dress. And the Dread Pirate Roberts. And his name is Inigo Montaya, you killed his....

The Princess Bride wedding dress. And the Dread Pirate Roberts. And his name is Inigo Montoya, you killed his….

Mr. Fricking. Pointy.

Mr. Fricking. Pointy. Highlight of the trip.




Naming conventions

As you probably know I’m a huge Buffy the Vampire Slayer Fan. If you didn’t know that then, hello? Have we met?

So when I needed to name my computers I’ve had Cordellia, Spike, Faith, Kendra and of course my server is called Buffy. And Buffy, having super powers runs virtual machines as well. One of which is called Angel. So Angel is on Buffy. Or is it in Buffy?

Which probably means he’s pretty happy. And long ago gone evil.

Which makes sense as that virtual machine runs my accounting software. Which was evil to begin with.

Strange how things work out.

The 9 lives of Schrodinger’s baby

We went to see the fertility specialist yesterday and he convinced us that we should continue to try. Seemingly the embryos in the freezer are top quality. Herself is more in to trying again than I am.

I really thought we were done with this. It sucks that it didn’t work. Really sucks. But this constant state of uncertainty is worse. Come on and open the box for once and for all.

Schrodinger’s cat can be dead or alive, but no more of these 9 lives.

The isotope decayed and the cat is dead.

Today we opened the box. Twice. Once with pee and again with a more definitive blood test. The answer was a definite no. No quantum in two states at once. The box was opened and the cat was dead.

So that was the last go for us. Now it’s on to bigger and brighter things. Life is going to move on and so are we. To a smaller house for a start. (Do you want to buy a nice 4 bed, 4 bath in South Surrey?). We can do more travelling. Spend less on medical expenses.

And have sex for fun. With humans. Not plastic cups. And not in a McDonalds.

I’ll explain that last bit some other time.


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