July 31, 00. "Sorry, bestdogintheworld.com has already been taken."
Bloody squatters.
July 30, 00. It's amazing what people will say when they think there's some money in it for them. There's a report in The Age about a guy who broke both his ankles when he fell off a jetty while fishing at night, and successfully sued for damages. He fell over like a clumsy fool, cos he was excited about hooking a fish, and he's sueing the local Council. Am I wrong to think it's pathetic that he's willing to give evidence in court about what an idiot he is, just in case there's some money in it?
Even his wife got in on the act: "The judge also awarded $4900 to Mrs Kemp, who complained her marriage had suffered because of the accident. She claimed that during the first two years after the accident she had to do nearly all the housework and attend to her husband's personal hygiene while their sex life suffered."
July 27, 00. If you ask jeeves "Why are people so unkind?" he won't tell you. He will tell you to ask "Where can I find a directory of information related to Sea Monkeys" and offer "A Men-only dialogue in Jane Austen's novels" or "My Life as a Queer Opera Person" (is there any other kind?) from WebCrawler but he won't propose an answer to Kamahl's eternal question.
And here I thought I was giving Jeeves a much easier question than "why the hell did I choose to do a Grad Dip in computer science, and why the hell can't I remember anything that I really need to know before my exam tomorrow?".
July 24, 00. I've got lots of spam. I suspect this is egroups' fault, just cos. I'll have a fun half hour copying all that spam (with headers) into http://spamcop.net/ tonight.
July 23, 00. Oh yes, I'm back. And it feels like I never left, more's the pity. Travel diary up soon, photos and video to follow. I promise the world, but do I ever deliver?
Actually, I'm just feeling sorry for myself cos I have an exam on Friday and I can't remember a single thing about data structures.