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Something tells me that the University’s new financial system won’t be up and running on time…
I’ve had BBC’s Breakfast News programme on this morning as usual as I eat my breakfast. All the news I’ve seen has bee “Ian Huntley this” and “Ian Huntley that” to the point where they are repeating themselves endlessly and asking the same questions to different invited “experts.”
There has been little new information. In fact, since yesterday there has been NO new information. So, why are they going on and on about it? OK. So, it WAS a big news story but no longer. It has passed, move on.
This is what I hate about the current sensationalist, tabloid TV journalism. They’d far rather blather on endlessly about the soft parts of a hard news story than even mention anything really important and cover the news in general, which may not be as good at increasing their ratings of lowbrow sheep who would rather see a good blood letting. Well, they lost one rating this morning. I turned the telly off.
Of course, as I’m not in one of the small number of monitored households from which are ludicrously extrapolated the viewing figures, no-one will notice.
Well, this evening I managed to see the final film of the Lord of the Rings trilogy and I didn’t even get mugged or anything! I think this was partially due to the two big, burley security guards standing at the entrance.
Anyway, onto a review of the film…
What’s been happening, dear reader?
Well, last weekend I visited Graham, Rachel and little Christopher Hartland, down Farnborough way. T’was a fun weekend with various other people popping in and drinking tea.
Other news, I got a ticket this evening for tomorrow’s inaugural showing at the new multiplex which has opened about a mile away, next to the Kassam Stadium. The good news is that the film on offer is Lord of the Rings: Return of the King. The not so good aspect of the cinema is that this evening it had a couple of groups of adolescents on bikes loudly joking about robbing people. Not really the best thing to have to instill a friendly and fun-filled air to the place.
I’ve posted a message on the multiplex’s web site feedback page stating that this sort of thing isn’t likely to increase the numbers of people paying money to see films and that it may be a good idea to have a security guard on duty to stop this sort of thing from happening.
Those who are jittering worried about their fix of the Bullet talker, the back-up system is running on euclid.lingula.org.uk with the usual telnet or ssh access and the same account names of demo or guest.
Yesterday’s data move went well and I was out of work by just gone 2pm. However, as soon as i got through the door at home I realised that I’d left my bag in my office. So, after I ate a sandwich for lunch, I had to drive back into work and collect it, and then drive straight back out again. It only took 45 minutes in total, but this was enough time for the Sun to go down. This was the time I had planned to use on the way home to wash my car. Oh well.
Anyway, today at work has mostly been a holding pattern after yesterday’s changes and this evening’s system shutdown. A bit boring really, especially as most people are away.
At 5pm May, my colleague, and myself started shutting things down and switching them off at the wall. It took an hour. Anyway, that’s all done. I’ve just got to worry about the correct order to power things up tomorrow afternoon now.
I would have a morning off tomorrow as the department is now closed if it weren’t for the Sun Technology Day in the Computing Labs, so if anything I have to get up slightly earlier.
Here am I sitting in the coffee house part of Border’s in Oxford sipping a tall café latté and eating a chelsea bun and typing this on my Tréo waiting for data to copy from one disc to another at work.
How techological can this be?