For some years now, my friend Lee “Budgie” Barnett has been running an ongoing writing challenge on his blog, and producing some truly excellent pieces of short fiction as a result. He has finally collected the results into a book format, available for £6.50, which I believe works out at around ten of your yanqui dollars, for 180 perfectly formed little bombs of fiction calculated to appeal to even the most stunted of attention spans.
You need to go and buy this book. At once, if not sooner.
It’s the end of a hungover dog of a Friday, there’s a major project going live at work on Tuesday, for which I have bben hurridly coding most of the day, I’m slowly getting the hang of this Twitter business, and I’m going to spend my weekend with a small horde of people infesting my house. Again.
Spent last night out with a collection of very clever bastards getting very savagely drunk. Possibility of getting involved on the tech side of a fairly interesting project came up, and digits are duly crossed that something comes of it. The plan for tonight is a bit of shopping, in order to be able to feed the hordes when they arrive tomorrow, a bit of tidying up, some fixing of my recalcitrant printer, so I can finally make good on some prints I promised people, and decorate my new office properly (about which, almost certainly more later, as I am quite ridiculously enthused about it), and a last going over of some notes to get them into useable state before tomorrow.
Which is all by way of saying: back to blogging at http://www.black-ink.org again. No plan for any theme, other than the general random crap that occurs to me, but not going to limit the range of topics. Most of them won’t be what-I-had-for-breakfast shit like this, but I thought I’d start with a general state of my life on an otherwise ordinary day, just to set the scene.
Little bit of research help, if you can spare a minute: tell me of your favourite blogs with a minimalist design. Don’t care what the content of the blog is, just that the design be minimalist.
(This entry is mostly a note to self, so I can find these specific links again, and cross reference them with a slightly shoddy shopping cart system.)
While I like XKCD, it is a very hit and miss comic. It’s often cloying, trite or sentimenal, or even just a little nerd-creepy at time. But when it hits, it’s superb. I note this, because yer man there is now selling signed prints, and specifically, it’s possible to buy three of my favourites. Exploits Of A Mom, Duty Calls and Cat Proximity. Of the three, the first two are definitely going on the “buy” list, and the third is a maybe, if I have the spare cash.
If only he’d do a print of my all time favourite, the only comic strip I have ever printed out and pinned to my space at work, Goto, I’d be a very happy man indeed.
