February 29, 2004

Leap before you look

Happy Leap Year!

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February 28, 2004

Coffee CUPS?

The Luxury of Ignorance: An Open-Source Horror Story

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February 27, 2004

Orkut

Have I mentioned Orkut?

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Dinamo.fm

Got bandwidth? And taste in groovy music? Try dinamo.fm. Groovalicious.

(and of course, the .fm TLD is your guarantee of quality)

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February 26, 2004

The hivemind outdoes itself

Leon:
Those were the old days. When we still had to post to the 'mind by fax, after walking sixteen miles in the snow to the nearest fax machine - barefoot.

Ivo:
That's nothing! You had faxes! WE had to evade government censors in the dead of night under sniper fire to deliver punch cards to a dead letterbox, where a secretive man disguised as God with blue hair carrying an avocado would retrieve it and hack it into the systems of an even more secretive illuminati front called the Future Foundation!

Gary:
Sniper fire with just bullets? BLOODY LUXURY! We used to dreeeeeeeeeeeam of sniper fire. In my day, we had to whistle down a length of wet broken string. When it transpired that the message didn't arrive, we used to have to tunnel across a minefield wearing only underwear made from barbed wire. Our message, on soggy parchment carried you-don't-want-to-know-where, would decompose if we didn't make it in time, and the stench would permeate our livers. When finally someone did make it across with a valid-checksummed datagram, the blue-haired god would beat us with a shovel and send us back from whence we came!

Devan:
Tunneling across minefield with parchment? We used to DREEEEEEEAM of tunneling across minefields with soggy parchment lodged in our rectums. In my day we used to use Windows 95.

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February 25, 2004

IronTV

I was chatting to my friend Graham the other day.

"So, you're a TV producer now?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied. "And it's really not as glamourous as it sounds..." I replied.

"Well," he continued, "at least you're not sitting in front of a PC all day."

At this point, I paused before answering.

"Actually..."

(a TV producer, at least in this case, does, in fact, sit in front of a computer all day)

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February 22, 2004

B on CNN

B on M-Net was featured in a segment on CNN last night, and again this morning. No article though on CNN.com.

Also, dreams do come true.

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February 21, 2004

More L8nite in TV

Kate: "I would support child labour if it meant I could get a night off."

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Vela, vela nice

Oooh, nice toys.

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February 18, 2004

Warren updates Jabber, again

Hello Possums, from the bustling metropolis of Bloemfontein...

We (as in the Royal We(ooweeeoooweee)) would like to apologise for the server downtime over the weekend.... We'd also like to apologise for the owner of a red Uno registration GHB108GP for what the royal Corgies did to your upholstery. They're terribly well trained, and no doubt decided it would be less offensive than soiling a public lawn. If you're dubious regarding this explanation, let me assure you my footprints are only present due to my selfless efforts to extract my larger Corgie, Champagne 'Poo-poo' Rimrock of Luciaan. Too late I fear... Though I'm sure you fear more.

Uhm.. Where was I? Kinda lost my train of thought. Right... Apologies for the downtime. I actually saw the server was down, though I just assumed the problem was infact being caused by some naught GPRS setting. Silly me. Err. Us.

Roooooooll over Champers! YES GOOD LAD!! Now SIT. Staaaaaaay.... Now clench boy, clench - that's a good poochie. *BOOM* Oh dear god CHAMPERS - talk to me boy.. NOOOOOOOOOOO WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY CRUEL UNIVERSE WHYYYYYYYY?!??!??!?!

Flatulent Corgies - More fun than Margaret Thatcher on crack.

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February 17, 2004

L8 @ nite in the TV studio

Antoinette: "How do I make it bigger?"

Me: "Rub it."

(turns out she was talking about a video window on the screen)

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February 16, 2004

Weak ends

In retrospect, it's good that I work weekends - it keeps me out of mischief. You know what I mean.

Unlike Bloglet, which up until recently, seemed not to work at all.

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February 11, 2004

Red power

Earlier today we had a power-failure test, to check that the generators were working. All equipment on 'red' power is then immune from power loss.

And only 3 PCs for our channel happened to not be on red power.

They were the two playout servers, and the database server.

Sigh.

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Watching closely

"All right. The spaceship is under your control tonight," said Glenn, as he exited the control room.

So as I'm typing this I'm keeping one eye on the playout servers, one eye on the satellite feed for Earth TV, one eye on the home satellite signal our subscribers receive, one eye on the transmission log, and one eye on the time signal.

Aye, aye, aye, captain!

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February 09, 2004

Very funny, now beam down my pants

The Mars Score card, so far.

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Ghast your flabber

See this Madonna-wannabe.

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Cam(p)

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February 08, 2004

Holy JIT

[14:28:53] *** Jabber@Obs is Offline
[14:27:22] Hey all..

Ok, so the Jabber ICQ Transport (or JIT) is due for an upgrade, from 1.1.0 to 1.6.0.... It's compiling as we speak, but please be aware that you will have to re-login to this transport for the same reason you need to buy a new horse when Ol' Stinky Jr. takes a dirtnap - you just can't rely on a dead horse for transport. It's bound to get you in trouble for being late. Maybe even fired. I know that's happened at least twice in my family's history, which is why I had to work in a plush penguin factory when I was just five to feed my lesbian nazi eskimo brother, Ft-nuknuk. Grandma always told dad to get a new horse, but NOOOOOO, he just kept on rindin' Ol' Stinky Senior. He was light on gas he said. Or rather, BIG on gas, but light on hay.

But, I digress.

Regards,
Warren (wibble@jabber)

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Adrian has a woody

"What do I think of monogamy? I am not an expert on wood finishes, but I think I prefer a pine or red cedar finish."

Posted by rory at 10:56 PM

B'ing naked

We just had our first dick on TV. Well, it was most of a dick. Give or take an inch.

There's nothing quite so funny as the combination of puberty and alcohol.

Now you know why you need to watch Channel 41 from 9pm to 10pm each night. Late night, uncut. And uncircumcised.

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February 07, 2004

Ugh

Blog? What blog? Oh, right. Yes, those scribbles I do when I have free time.

Please stand by.

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February 01, 2004

Moving

Helped Lloyd and Steve move house yesterday. OK, so they moved 3 floors down and 3 apartments across. And the service elevator was out of commission.

With the net result that after countless hours of lugging stuff down to the new place, so were we.

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