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I have my cellphone back. It was definately in the last place I would think of looking.

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Some interesting pictures to mark the end of a five-day weekend (I shall miss it — it was a relaxing time):

A refashioned medical bracelet. It contains a rfid tag. When it read the online medical history is downloaded and the emergency contact is notified that this is happened. Stylish and very Majellan. It has a website.

I want one of these measuring jugs:

It would be very useful.

Our Lord Palpatine models the new look for the Empire thanks to Mundi Design:

Evil Warlords of the world, take note! Black is the new conformity.

And this one’s just weird!

Moi, evil?

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If I truly were an evil man would I mention that Warren Ellis’s web comic Freak Angels is now up to its sixth weekly installment? a web comic about a family of esper cuckoos who have too much time and sex on their hands after the end of the world. And it has a Really Simple Syndication feed as well.

/me wanders off nonchalantly whistling and donning riotgear.

A Polish Easter in Ireland

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This link might interest Cajetan65. I understand that the immigrant Polish-speaking community to Ireland now outnumbers the Irish Gaelic-speaking community. Fortunately they are European co-religionists to the Irish so xenophobic feeling is minimal.

Holidays after a festival are an odd feeling. They are sort of anti-climatic.

Happy Easter season, Crist is astog.

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On Good Friday afternoon I realised that I hadn’t seen my cellphone since Thursday. A search of my room produced no results. I visited a couple of places I had been on Thursday. It was not to be found there. I tried phoning my cellphone number and got my answerphone message — which means it is not on so I couldn’t hear if it was ringing somewhere about the house. This is a frustrating loss as friends do call it to contact me. If I don’t find it by the first week of April I will have to replace it as I will need a cellphone to be in contact when I go on a roadtrip with my mother to Wellington.

Listening to my answerphone message is funny. It is not the voice of me that I usually hear myself. My inner ear hears the intonations from my mouth whereas my external recorded voice is more nasal. It’s strange, like listening to another person, not me.

A couple of friends might be interested in the Strange Maps, a blog of unusual and imaginary maps. No cadastral maps, at least one usual suspect will hate that.

I’ve added some new blogs to my RSS-feeds. The Guardian has a monthly feature of recommended blogs. I grab the feeds and read the backlogs. When I’m finished I keep some of them. The following image shouted Majellan at me. The image is the Virtual Jihadi and comes from a satirical video game on the occupation of Iraq.

I tagged along with friends to the Backstage last night. I had seen the posters for it. I didn’t know it was a music venue. I thought it was the name of a band. So I am further educated. The first singer up looked like Steve from Questionable Content.

I think I’m about to go out for takeaways before a GURPS session. So I think I’ve included everything I wanted to report.

Tao’s big adventure

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At first I wondered why Tao was making such a fuss downstairs. She knew where I was and despite making such a noise showed no hurry in coming looking for me. I went downstairs to investigate. I should have known. She had caught a mouse. A real mouse is better than a toy one for playing mouseball. Tao loves mice — this is the third one she has caught this season. I think when she’s bored with her food she goes looking for a little excitement. So long as she doesn’t catch birds or keep me awake with her food, I have no objection to her doing it.

It’s sort of fun to see how close I can get before she snatches it away.

One of my flatmates came home in the middle of Tao’s play. She was more squeamish than I to Tao’s activity. I assured her the mouse was dead. I did not mention that on closer examination I could see it breathing. To be courteous I put Tao and her new-found (and briefly-met) friend outside. This did not interrupt her play unduly.

Then towards the end of the evening I discovered that I had to deliver some overdue newsletters up the hill to Falcon Street. I set off. Guess who followed me? Yes, Tao. She miaowed when I got too far ahead and I would pause to allow her to catch up. When I lived in Opoho she would follow me down in the evenings, sometimes as far as Knox Street. I would not encourage her to go further as I did not want to risk her in the traffic of North East Valley. She always made her way home ahead of my return.

We encountered two dogs on our walk up the hill. The first was a well-disciplined labrador which turned back when its master called it. The second was a smaller dog and I carried Tao past it. When it followed us I shooed it away. We got a ride back down the hill. It was a long walk for a small 12-year old cat, the wee girl.

I understand that there will be a boycott of Livejournal on Friday 21st March in protest against the company’s new policies, starting GMT time, which is halfway through the day for me. Talk about confusing! To do my bit I have set my RSSfeeds to check again in two days time. A shame really as the day is a high holy day for me (in as much as Presbyterians have such things.) Well it doesn’t matter as no one I know who reads this journal shares my pieties:

Life, by Robert Wright. This photo was taken in the Recoleta Cemetary of Buenos Aires.

Happy Easter.

Today in History

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This would have to be one of my favourites at New Zealand History Online: Jockey Y-fronts hit NZ shops.

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