Okay I just made the jump over to semantic XHTML+CSS. Coz, you know, so many people come here, and it's important that those 2 people can read it if they were blind, deaf or dumb.
So we'll see what happens when I link to WE05 @ Technorati with rel="tag"... Jumped here from there? Don't see any WE05-realted content? Well I'm working on it, I just had to tidy my house in case of a flood of visitors.
I've put up what few photos I took at the event, and they should eventually filter into the main WE05 stack/group/set/whatever. My mind is still buzzing with the possibilities for the future of the web. It's kinda hard to get anything done without having an internal monologue about the best way to do something.
I'm all about the mental paralysis.
Baby steps
Photo-tastic
I now have a Flickr account!
The boys & girls at WE05 convinced me to dive in and trust this (relatively) new service with my photos. I may even become a paying member. I'll be blogging about that event, plus all the other crazy stuff on my recent trip to Sydney (a.k.a "Mordor") - as soon as I clean up the HTML for this site!
Can't go having dodgy code around web gurus, can you. My theory is that I'm like a plumber: the pipes in their own homes are always leaky. But my pants cover my bum cleavage. Anyway, what was I talking about? Who knows, really.
Just a fleshwound.
Well look at me, a 27-year-old pretending to be an indestructible 17-year-old: at the tail end of a party, a little too much consumption, flying off a balcony. What do I get, but seven-or-so stitches and a buzz-lightyear sticker (to cover my tetanus shot). From what I DO remember up until that point, I was having a pretty good time at Jane-the-Vet's place last Friday. I guess now I'll have the hospital bill and the scar on my left pinky at eternal reminders :) Kids, drink responsibly. Or at least make sure any balconies you jump off have safety nets. (See I'm learning from my mistakes already!).
Now I just have to match all those random photos of genitalia on my camera to people I know. Or perhaps I should just leave well enough alone.
...well I remember the first bit
Cameron's well and truly sent off now. I certainly hope so, becuase I don't know if my body can handle that many $7 cocktails any time soon.
We stayed in the "big room" at Garuva's until about 10:30pm before heading into the valley and the upstairs bar at Fat Ric's.
After that, there was dancing to loud noise. I swear I knew everyone's name there for a few minutes, but I'd be hard pressed to remember anyone now; I'd like to blame the alcohol. And I will.
Anyway, one more mate heads off for adventure and the prospect of eager european women. Geez, soon I'll actually have to be SOCIAL again and meet NEW PEOPLE! Good luck Cam, make sure you do all the things I wouldn't.
Jon Stewart is the Man
http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/13.09/stewart.html
I wish one of the Australian FTA networks would pick up The Daily Show. I would be criminally happy.
Kicking Cameron out of the Country
Your friend and mine, the A.J. / climber / squash legend / sayer of odd things extraordinaire, Cameron Alexander, is off on a jaunt with no time limit over the seas! Yet another mate who's packing up and buggering off to those "other" countries out there!
Half ya luck! I'm going to have to start nailing my friends feet to the ground to stop them shipping out - sheesh.
Anyway: drinks, dinner, more drinks and dancing a funky jig are on the cards. We're descending on Fortitude Valley (Garuvas Hidden Resturant to be exact) this arvo, and I plan to be in crazy-go-nuts mode until I fall into a pseudo-coma state, several hours after that. I'm assuming The Family is on the cards, which means I have a (by now) 50% chance of having a long night; I've been refused entry as many times as I've been let in.
Perhaps it's becuase I'm never super-clammy or have my pupils dilated enough.
Rocky-rama
Well I just back yesterday from a week-long marathon family visit. My Aunt Mary McCabe's 50th and Cathie Everitt's wedding; killing two family members with one stone, as it were :)
Now I'm sore all over; what with all the travelling back and forth, and dancing the night away with all the young-uns at a wedding (someone's got to do it!).
Huge apologies in advance to all my friends in Rocky that I didn't get to see (read: all of you!) - entering lame excuse mode - but I had limited time, and now I have FOUR family groups to visit every time I get up there! Lou's brother Ben and his fiance Michelle run the Horseland store on Gladstone Rd, and just had their first bubby Jayden the other day.
However, I've just learned that some people from North Rocky High in my '95 graduating year have finally started preparations to get a 10-year reunion together in November, so I'm sure to see everyone I missed then (possibly excluding all you louts who live overseas!).
Anyway, I had fun everywhere I went, and it was great to reconnect with all sides of my family. I plan to be darting back and forth between Brisbane an Rockhampton a bit more often, from now on!
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