Who’d like to chain together 10–15 monitors in a row and display some kind of gorgeous native-bush wilderness panorama splashed across the lot, with birds and other wildlife critters swooping and scurrying from one to another to another, in a big arc around the room? I would. That’d be fab…

In the last four years, I’ve been pulled over by cops whilst motorbiking, not once but twice, for dancing. Dancing. I’d genuinely thought I’d only been slightly rocking out, but both cops informed me I was swerving everywhere. The first cop asked me why, and I replied “oh, just general…

Ain't that the truth. There's a rule of thumb that most of us pick up eventually: whenever any of us encounter life's obstacles and setbacks and nasty bits, the strongest, wisest, savviest of us focus on changing and adapting themselves first, and their environment and/or adversary second. That's not to…

It would appear that if certain web-dev companies wish to test job applicants’ technical savvy, they just google “web dev technical testing” or something, yoink the first vaguely-interesting-looking result, and say “build this”. Six months ago, I was interviewing with, let’s say, “Company A”. and I wrote https://github.com/tyrant/toy-robot, a toy…

My motorbike jacket has been amazing and phenomenal and served me beautifully, but the rigours of a decade-plus of motorbiking have made it quite spectacularly scruffy. Bits of it are literally falling apart. Time for a new one. I popped into motomart.co.nz’s Lower Hutt store, and spent an hour and…

… And that wraps up possibly my most enjoyable and successful job role I’ve had in about the last five years. A three-month web dev contracting job! Loads of fun. Couple of reasons: This was the first really big role I’d kicked off after starting ADHD meds (Rubifen SR). Turns…

Ain't that the truth. In my experience, most women are great, they're thoughtful, savvy, level-headed, hilarious, and more or less completely at ease with the idea that having dating/romantic preferences works both ways: just as they are good with the act of sizing up potential partners, they're equally okay with…

I have horrific and mutilatory childhood memories. They involve cereal. And milk. And attempting to use soy milk like regular milk. God, soy milk was horrible. At least at age ten I felt mutilated and disgusted and betrayed and horrified. Soy “milk”. Gah. A fake! A fraud! A phoney! A…