Fly

I like birds. Wish I could fly.

I like birds. Wish I could fly.
It seems that the more I ask people to be specific when asking me to do things, the less specific they become. Am I that hateable? Do people only want to upset me?
From: [REDACTED]
Subject: Website
Body: One of the links on our homepage is broken. Could you please fix it.
From: [REDACTED]
Subject: VAT
Body: The request we previously submitted regarding our PDF invoices [which has already been actioned] does not appear to have been actioned. Please can you complete it?
The above request was completed precisely in-line with the original two-sentence email received as a spec. Ever get those days where you feel like you’re taking crazy pills, Mugatu?
By “we”, I mean the Southampton Buffalo office. It’s too hot in the east wing of Tandy Towers, so we’ve relocated to the west for some shade. French windows open, dog asleep somewhere, birds chirping. How’s your office?

Meeting at a potential new client in The Big Smoke. I love theatres, and this one’s no exception.



Repurposed my old MacBook Pro as a web-server/load-lightening-slave over the weekend, and so far it’s paying dividends. Really nice to offload our dev server duties to something that I don’t take with me when I go out or restart to play games in Windows 7.
Any recommendations for essential Linux software (even obvious stuff – I might’ve missed it!) are gratefully received at my twitter.
