Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Dreaming Mr Black

This morning DrH got up ultra-early to be at work, meaning of course that through his rising, showering and dressing routine I snored on oblivious, semi-waking only to groan at the instructions of his highly complex and accurate alarm clock system involving three seperate clocks and a phone. Sometime between clarification of The Inbuilt Safety Devices (Government Tested and Approved) and Step Three Sub-clause B: What To Do In The Case Of A Random Meterological Event Causing Interference With The Atomic Clock Standardisation Program, I fell into a dream involving an old friend.

Now I haven´t seen Mr Black in six years, and even then we had been drifting apart in the manner of people who were suddenly getting regular sex and didn´t need those stand-by friendships which ensured company at the movies - because heaven forbid that you sit in a dark room of complete strangers, where you can´t converse, interact or even look at each other, ON YOUR OWN. So it was wonderful to see him again and it seems he has replaced his previously rather full beard with a far more artsy goatee of surprising length. I was fully enjoying our conversation involving sex-life, unusual living arrangements and asparagus recipes when the first of the alarms went off. This I managed to quickly dispel it with the Emergency Snooze Button (Feature #3859: Nine More Minutes of Bliss) and had just explained to him the latest book idea based on The Second Moment of Z (to which he answered, and I quote, “Brilliant.”) when DrH´s Backup Device Number Two: Annoyingly Shrill Alarm Slightly Out Of Arm´s Reach began. Employing the Roll and Slap technique I silenced the damn thing, but by then Red Alert Wake-up: Whining Dog Who Needs To Pee was at the door.

I got to work exactly four-and-a-half minutes late and received the disapproving stares of the security guards at the entrance, but really that´s nothing when you´ve had the chance to catch-up with an old friend.

Monday, May 15, 2006

The second moment of Z

My stay-at-home lifestyle has suffered a brief but sharp kick to the ribs and I´ve been secondered by DrH´s company to spend a few weeks doing the sciency-stuff he and his colleagues can´t get finished ´cause they spend too much time in meetings. And it´s been fun. None of that lab-work crap I hate, but the more thrilling sit-on-my-arse-in-front-of-the-computer work. And I´m getting paid for it.

At the moment I´m struggling with some really difficult data and trying all kinds of diagnostic-thingies to work out just WHAT THE FUCK is going on with it and so I came across this statement in my trawling the web for solutions:

Test: I2/I2 (also refered to as "the second moment of Z", where Z = I'/I')

Is that not just a surreal name? I am SO going to write a sci-fi novel now based around that phrase.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Yep. It´s pathetic.

So now that I´ve managed not to update in A MONTH, I expect to have lost all eraders I had worked so hard to get...

I´m afraid the problems responsible for my failure to access the internet are still ongoing. Budget considerations and moving houses are taking up more than they were meant to. As a bit of a promise to keep you coming back, I´m going to put up a movie of our current flat (the one with the weird design) soon, and then you can compare it with the new flat. Life in Berlin and all that.

Oh, and I´ll be in Frankfurt from tomorrow till Sunday catching up with Montgomery, who´s doing a flying dash across Europe to meet Daws and I. Hopefully I´ll have more of her escapades in Vietnam (or was it Korea? or Cambodia?).

But as I´ve got to get to an appointment in 5 minutes I´m afraid I must dash. Cheerio.