The truth hurts

What words would best describe Dad?

Anna:Fat, rude, ugly.
James:Fat, lazy, naughty, cross.

So I'm a model fockin father, like off one of them Athena posters. HAHA. sob sob.

Hand me the happy pills.

Open letter to Steve Jobs - iPod one final step from world domination

From: Mark Williams
Sent: 27 October 2004 16:35
To: s.jobs@apple.com;j.ives@apple.com
Subject: World domination..

Dear Uncle Steve and Jon,

I enjoyed watching the ipodphoto/u2-ipod event yesterday, and your thoughts on the future of the ipod and I know you think you've thought of the best things to do with the ipod. With that in mind, I'd like to suggest the missing link of functionality, that your research guys haven't picked up.

Whilst I'm listening to Herbie Hancock's Rockit, or Public Enemy's Your Gonna Get Yours, or anything with old skool scratching on my ipod, I can't help using the touch wheel to imagine myself doing it.

Please, please, please could you fix it for me so that we could actually scratch,
for real, with the touch wheel in this way. I feel it is the missing piece in
a one way trip to world domination.

You know it makes sense. Yours hopefully,

(Wanabee Mixmaster)
Mark Williams

aged 32

ipodphoto - missing accessory

Surely what the ipodphoto needs is a simple usb connector from digital camera to ipod, without going through a pc. Something around a $30 price point.

I know there is that belkin thing, but really is there any need for that bulk? I don't want to take my memory card out to upload to ipod (especially as my camera is held together with elastic bands).

It does not sound complicated to me. The only issue would be if apple would support the syncronisation of the photos both ways from the ipod.

Ready to rumble

I had to split up a fight this week at nursery - between two mums! It was quite a surreal moment. 9am, outside nursery they were going for it. I was a proper cat fight. On the floor pulling hair, ripping earrings, scratching faces - the lot. I didn't really think about it until I was between them, when I thought if these two turn on me, I'm in trouble. When they'd calmed down a bit I turned around to see a sea of blank faces looking at me from the school gate - I wondered out loud whether any of them would consider helping me (they didn't) I think it might have looked like I was somehow involved, that they were fighting over me or something HAHA.

To their credit, both the mums have since apologised to me - which takes some balls.

Ready steady fuck

Lou bought a ready steady cook, board game from a charity shop for something to play at Christmas. Hmmm. I said - can you liven it up and make a strip version of it? She came up with the title of this post.

By any means necessary...

The wisdom of Peter Appleton

I was reminded last night of a story that Peter Appleton told us when I was at college.

Brian Eno was working on an album, in Japan I think, and had asked Pete to come and join him. Pete had taken a variety of his instruments and was excited about them. So when he got there he kept on going on about what he had brought to the party. In the end Brian was so frustrated that he said something like "Shut the fock up and listen to the music".

I am always reminded of this story when I join a new project - I find my internal monologue (thankfully using words I can understand: Daniel Kitson) saying "listen to the fockin music, before you go off on one about how great you are".

iTrip's are flaky

8 out of 10 people who I know with iTrips hav had them go permanently wrong.

Love them Ho's

This is just funny. In an interview Eamon was referring to Kayne West saying that it was weird being in a club with everybody shouting Jesus walks, but what was more bizarre was doing Top of the pops, with all the tweenagers singing "Love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's."

It just makes me laugh, its so straight up.