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DHTML Lemmings That’s right: the great old favourite, Lemmings, implemented in DHTML. Luckily you can turn the music off. “Oh No!” Kaboom

My japanese name is 中村 Nakamura (center of the village) 誠 Makoto (sincerity).
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Jaq’s is 藤原 Fujiwara (wisteria fields) 千秋 Chiaki (very fine in autumn). Amusingly, if you use Matt and Jaqueline, you get the same first name. Deep. 松尾 Matsuo (tail of a pine tree).

Boing Boing: Torn posters of Sydney I like the graffiti that Jason talks about sometimes, in response to the “Bill Posters will be Prosecuted” notices that appeared on many Adelaide buildings in the 80s and 90s:

Bill Posters Is Innocent.

Creative Commons licenses are great - from a reader’s point of view, they’ve allowed people to publish, and me to read a whole variety of stories I might never have otherwise come across. Cory Doctorow is one example - he writes daily for Boing Boing, but has also written a whole heap of short stories, many of which I have on my Zire, and I read one every now and then. I really enjoyed Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom. In fact, I managed to throw the term Whuffie into a comment the other day. Anyway, I came across this tonight: a short story by Charles Stross. Loving it, so far.

From my referrer logs, I noticed someone had used Google Translate to translate some of my site into Brazilian, or something (pl-BR, IIRC).-Portugese (pt-BR) (Thanks Bob). I don’t speak, or read this language at all, but I have done a bit of German and French at school and University. So, I thought it might be fun to translate a few of the pages from my site into these languages on the fly, and see how accurate the translation engine is. It seems pretty good. Highlights for me were:

• Himmelsbevorzugungen, wo Tugend anordnet. Und was würde dieses sein, aber den Tiger malen und schnitzen den Swan?
• Notenfußball & le football de contact
• Je suis un professeur de conception et technologie, y compris la conception assistée par ordinateur, l’électronique et une variété d’autres choses.
• Comme un biscuit de fortune, seulement sans fortune, et pas un biscuit.

I bought a proper razor on the weekend. One of the ‘old school’ (I hate this term now, it’s been corrupted by the youth. Any type of Mobile Phone, no matter how old, is ‘old skool’) razors, a double-edged safety razor. No shaving rash. Closer shaves. Might have something to do with the cream I bought too, but it’s nice. Even makes me look forward to shaving.

Almost.

Well, consider this a plug for the Shaver Shop. Transform Yourself.

Seriously, the guy who served me was excellent. Didn’t try to sell me the most expensive razor or cream in the shop. I think he knows the value of patience, knows that if I am happy, I will come back, and buy stuff from him again.

I read every word in the first issue of The Monthly. I must say, having read it, and looking back, there aren’t many advertisements in that magazine, it is mostly articles. And some of the articles were great! I hardly ever watch Enough Rope with Andrew Denton, but after reading the article on him and his interviewing techniques I may start to. If I can ever get my ABC reception better then the crap it is now. Speaking of the ABC, there was an article on how the culture of this great instution has changed over time, and how it may change in the future. And then in the Australian yesterday, I read how funding has reduced the number of hours of local drama created to an all time low of 21. Twenty-one hours of local drama created in one year, by the corporation that once created greats like Brides of Christ, and Love is a Four Letter Word. I’m also looking for a CD, I am a bird now, by Antony and the Johnsons, based on a review in the Monthly. Maybe it’s just me wanting desperately to be an intellectual (or, as the dopey tart in Big Brother [now that is quality drama. NOT] said: “an intellect”), but I may just start regularly reading this magazine.

Hmm. Original name for a monthly magazine. Even cooler if it comes out with a frequency other than it’s name. I probably would have never come across it, but a copy of the first issue, May 2005 was sitting on the counter I went to in Hudson’s this afternoon. (And I would not have kept it, had they put a decent amount of froth into my flat white. Flat White. Flat. Not one-third froth! Get with it guys! I know I should tell them, but I prefer venting later.) So I started reading it. And, I must say, I quite enjoyed some of the articles. I haven’t finished it yet, but I liked Don Watson’s piece on rural values, and the article on the smoke ceremony that followed the death of the aboriginal chap on Palm Island. And (although I’m only part way through it) John Birmingham’s take on Ipswich and John Howard. But, I’m not convinced that Suicided is a word, Chloe Hooper. According to Google: Did you mean: Suicide And to Dictionary.com: No entry found for Suicided.

How to get that perfect shave - Today, Weekend Edition - MSNBC.com: I hate shaving, but since we have to, we might as well do it well.  This article really opened my eyes - I’m actually looking forward to shaving next week…