I just hope the former owner of this managed to remove himself before the frost began to set in. If you think a tongue on an icy lolly is painful…

Been trying all sorts of ways to tie my hair up with my hair. So far, this is my favourite.

Some inauspicious church on my way back from PHP Conference London 2010

Cat, pretending to be either Lego or CDs.

Next door’s house at night.

Next door’s house in the morning, whilst Charlotte’s in the shower.

What a fucking riveting life I lead.

Amelie needed a change of scenery, so she made the risky move from the top of my right speaker to my left shoulder and set up basecamp for 30 minutes. I sometimes wish there was a /var/log/weird_cat.log for cats.

This is totally random. Hate when cables tangle, love when they make punctuation at me!

Another stupid iPhone photos post.

Tasteful interior at puppy classes.

Amelie usually stands on my shoulders, but today she got comfortable, and freakish-eyed about why she could see her reflection in 2 places, I guess.

I don’t know if this is a cat thing, but she likes to hide behind things, but wonders where her tail has come from. Attacks usually ensue.

In lieu of my relinquishing social networks, I’m going to try blogging more frequently. If nothing else, I’ll write more sentences; maybe encourage some abstract thought that I don’t condense to 140 characters.

Considering today has been spent doing a godawful job of painting a bathroom, playing with a puppy in the snow and drinking nasty rum, I thought I’d post some photos of the 21st century’s answer to polaroid; my iPhone.

Dead-centre of this gorgeous, frosty sunrise, trying to stop a dog picking up and eating sticks.

I’d be remiss if I didn’t post some pictures of snow.

I love our house.

It seems that water supplies are intent on giving me crap at the moment. Luckily, the external pipe is low on my list. Downstairs toilet, however, is another matter entirely.

A few rare moments where he’s still enough to capture on the awesome iPhone camera.

Look at those legs. Since we got him, he hasn’t been a 100% proportionate dog. Funny how all his body parts grow at totally different speeds.

The iPhone camera is not great in the dark. It’s not great when you’re drunk.

Event photographers are like parasites. They get in your peripheral vision with their flashes and their barging and have a habit of inflicting a bit of annoyance on at least one attendee of any event they’re at. Gig photography, you can get away with to a certain extent; there are generally lights and noise and more than one bargy individual so you can blend a bit.

Tonight, however, I am a hypocrite. I wanted to play with my new flash stuff, so I threw self respect to the wind and took my camera. As a side note, it’s just my luck (and maybe an omen) that my camera battery began to die when I took it out of my bag! Nonetheless, it reaffirmed my suspicion that you can’t take artistically viable photos of someone talking in a room where there are flipboards on the walls! My shyness resulting from disdain at flashing cameras at events like this have not helped at all, but for what they are they’re ok. With that in mind, here are some blokes talking about some stuff, maybe even pointing at a screen. Enjoy.

Dan Griffey, the organiser of OpenWeb

Kev Wilson, talking about the iPhone app development cycle. Turns out it’s pretty similar to any development cycle, but with the added loveliness of the App Store.

Jof Arnold telling people not to write iPhone apps for profit unless you’ve got an ass-load of money to plough into it, you’re doing it for a client who has an ass-load of money to plough into it, or you’re doing it for anyone who’s prepared to make no money from it!

Paul Boag, pointing out the obvious. With crazy eyes.

Really nice morning this morning. Walking Charlotte into work, the sun was hitting this building just right.

With a decent amount of light and a steady hand, the iPhone camera isn’t all /that/ bad.

Unless it’s a macro, I’m continuing my 365 with my iPhone as taking apart my makeshift macro stuff so I can use my fifty is more than it’s worth. I figure it gives me a chance to and get some decent results from the iPhone anyway.

This cardboard cutout was given to me by a guy I used to work with. It scares everyone who comes in – that never gets old!