I’m making this post using LogJam from my new Ubuntu Linux 6.06 installation. The install was a breeze, and took about 10 minutes. I’ve decided to go to a 32-bit OS, even though I have a 64-bit processor, at least until developers catch up with the 64 bit world.
I got a free CD from one of our IT dudes at work, who ordered 10 (you can order several from Ubuntu and they’ll send to you gratis – mine are on their way). I discovered that a friend had a reasonably recent copy of the repositories on several DVD’s, which he copied for me in exchange for a beer. I saw him that night, and he had a Hansa, which is close enough I suppose :-).
This was the simplest and quickest Linux install I’ve ever experienced, and much faster than installing Windows. I haven’t used the system much, but I’m impressed at the moment. Now all I need to do is restore the 20-odd GB of home dir backup I made…
On Tuesday night, my team won the weekly pub quiz we’ve been going to for some time. This is not our first victory (although, to be honest, there haven’t been many. We specialise in coming second week after week), but it was our most comprehensive. The best of the pathetic wimps we were surrounded by (i.e. 2nd) managed 81 points. (I can talk big since I’m pretty damned sure no one from the other teams will ever read this 🙂 ). We got 89. We actually reckoned we got 92, but we shut up about it, since the consequence of winning is that you get your winning margin subtracted as a handicap the following week. 8 is much more pleasant than 11, although it’ll still be a huge hurdle.
The event of more significance on the night however was that my aunt won the snowball. The snowball is a competition whereby you purchase x number of R2 tickets, and if your number is drawn you choose from 1 of 3 categories. Having chosen, you get asked the question from that category. Get it right, and you win the cumulative pot that built up since the last time it was won. The snowball had got so big (since the questions were so damned hard) that it stood at R5000 (it was actually capped there, and the rest (R1800) used to seed the next snowball). My aunt had the right ticket, and her category choices were Current News, Medicine or Pot Luck. She picked Medicine, and was asked:
“What was Denise Dorvall’s contribution to medical history?”
Answer in here, so as not to spoil it
I had quite an enjoyable weekend, culminating in a pleasant hour+ at Mugg&Bean on Sunday night with some friends from the church. I just want to mention in passing that their Mint Choc Latte is superb. That, however, is not the point of this post.
No, the point of this post is to talk about Saturday night. I went to a colleague’s barefoot flat-warming. Barefoot? Yes, because the thinning floors are in danger of having holes caused in them by high-heels. So as not to discriminate against guests who may have wanted to wear high heels, everyone was ordered to arrive sans shoes. (No, I did not intend to wear high heels myself, rest assured.)
Jono has provided considerably more detail about the event and the fact that most of the people who came were work colleagues (blame his flatmate for failing to invite anyone). The problem with this is of course that we talked work right off the bat. The few people who don’t work with us managed to steer us into other conversation, but shortly we were back to work. We made a conscious effort to stop ourselves, and it worked. For a while. Then we were back to, yup, work. (I should point out that we didn’t necessarily discuss actual work, but we did talk about incidents that happened at work, or about the people we know at the office. Not much use to someone who doesn’t work there. You know the kind of conversation I mean, I’m sure.)
By some time after 23:00 there were only 4 of us left, all work colleagues. So we went down to Beanbag Bohemia for a further drink. We stayed about an hour, and we talked, for at least some of the time, work. Notice a pattern yet?
I’ve come to the sad realisation that we would probably have talked work all night if no-one had stopped us – have we got to that stage already? Almost time for manager status, I guess…