Favourite Film Line of All Time

They've got the Tomb Raider film on BBC 3 at the moment. It has got my favourite line of all time in it, spoken by the hyper intelligent Lara:
"It's from my Father. He must have written it before he died..."
I've had to give up that Distance Learning course as I was having trouble seeing the teacher.
They've got the Tomb Raider film on BBC 3 at the moment. It has got my favourite line of all time in it, spoken by the hyper intelligent Lara:
"It's from my Father. He must have written it before he died..."
I quite like watches. Not expensive ones, just different ones. I've had a hankering for a Microsoft SPOT (Smart Personal Object Technology) watch for a while. If you live in the 'states these are actually very useful. You can get news, appointments and even messages beamed onto your watch.
Unfortunately the service has yet to roll out in Europe. But I still want one of the watches. I mentioned this to Colin Miller of Microsoft (he's the chap that wrote the forward to our book) and he was good enough to say "OK, Ill send you one then", which was very nice.
It arrived on Monday and I love it. It actually runs the .NET Micro Framework. All I can do with it is tell the time, but that is good enough for me, and some of the watch faces are rather cute.
This face is rather clever. A tree grows up the middle of the watch face every hour. If only there was a kind of XNA for watch faces, then we could design our own.....
Apparently there is this new phone which has just been released by a jukebox company (or something, I'm a bit vague about the details - if only there had been something about it in the press).
Apparently it lets you read email (sort of), sync your calendar (sort of), surf the web, watch video, listen to your music, take photographs and not run programs that you've written for it.
Sort of like my phone, except that I can run my programs on mine and the synchronisation is wonderful.
(Actually, I must admit the IPhone does look very nice. If you want to see the guts of one, take a look here)
When I got out of the shower this morning I found that I was being watched by a bird. Well, with a body like mine I suppose I should expect this to happen every now and then.
Actually, it was not quite like that. The bird was sitting on the bathroom window sill
When I left for work the bird was still there.
I think that particular part of the house has the attraction of the updraft from the boiler flue, which is probably a good way to warm up (it was slightly chilly first thing).
What kind of fool goes to Ikea after dropping number one son off at the airport, buys some garden lights and then takes 40 pictures of them in the box, before spending half an hour picking the best of them, image processing them a bit and then putting them on his blog.
That would be me then...