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Brrr.

December 20, 2022 - 18:49 -- Admin

Been seeing a lot of snow pics in my various timelines, and because I’m not there having to trudge through it or shovel, I’m am jealous.

Spent the morning in the world of real things.

December 20, 2022 - 14:21 -- Admin

Hated it. I was in the city doing some last-minute Christmas shopping and trying to pick up some currency for a trip to Singapore after Christmas.

I remember now why I prefer to do everything on the Internet. I walked around for an hour waiting for the bank to open, and when it did, I found myself in line behind this guy who took about 45 minutes to complete some super-complicated hi-finance Forex transaction for like a hundred and fifty bucks. 

Job done

December 19, 2022 - 11:03 -- Admin

We’ve been gradually painting the house over the last couple of years, and someone decided the dining room needed to be done before Christmas. It’s a weird space, with some crazed non-Euclidian more-sorta-Lovecraftian geometry up on the ceiling and I can’t say I was looking forward to it.

But now it’s done, save for a little bit of high gloss trim work.

The downside of redundant systems.

December 14, 2022 - 10:33 -- Admin

My broadband has been crap for ages and honestly I figured that’s just how we live now. But I snapped the other night when I couldn’t watch Tulsa King and snarked a tweet at Optus with a screen shot of my sad, medieval internet speeds.

So, er, turns out it wasn’t their fault. Mostly.

My NBN modem carked it and the Optus box attached to it has been working like a champion to make up the difference with an emergency 4G signal.

That’s cool. I guess.

First swim of the summer.

December 12, 2022 - 17:16 -- Admin

Climbed—very carefully—into the pool this morning after my weights and rowing workout. Made sure to get stinky hot before I took the icy plunge. It’s always confronting, that first immersion after a long break. The worst is the dividing line between wet and dry. It feels like you’re being cut in half.

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