Tuesday 24 November 2009

My day at work

"Uh, Karl,... It says here we don't get to keep Poland or Czechoslovakia. I'm starting to think this whole surrender thing mightn't have worked out as well for us as we'd hoped,..."

Wednesday 12 August 2009

Ahhhh,,... MS Word Sanity

It had never occurred to me before, but to bypass the hideous annoyance of word pasting the reformatting for everything you paste simply:
  1. Create a macro that does "paste unformatted"
  2. Assign it to Ctrl-V

Couldn't be simpler.

Sub PasteUnformatted()
Selection.PasteAndFormat (wdFormatPlainText)
End Sub

Monday 27 July 2009

Home sweet home

Within one hour of hitting Brunswick I've had an El Mirage coffee, a Sydney Rd vietnamese pork roll, hit the second-hand bookshop* and am sipping a coffee at Brunetti.


*Sadly closed today as they are moving from their old fire-damaged labyrinth to some new shmancier digs.

Saturday 13 June 2009

Make a realistic wish

Sometimes people need to be reminded that for the cost of a trip to Disneyland or meeting a celebrity or sport-star (say $10,000) instead you could sponsor 20 underprivileged children for a year (eg: Plan @ $43/month), or maybe help an indigenous community in northern Australia.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oS36ZuCW-7c

Tuesday 19 May 2009

A decade

To my wife, mother of my child, my best friend, my closest family, my life.

My love.

Saturday 2 May 2009

Rockin' the suburbs

Saturday afternoon relaxing. "What's that sound?"

Oh, yeah. A lawnmower. We aren't in Brunswick anymore.

Wednesday 29 April 2009

Apropos

Maya has a baby toy from a brand called 'nuby'.

In case no-one else says it.

"Even pratts are 'top blokes' after death"

Sunday 12 April 2009

To lose something you don't have

Awwww,... Such a sorry sound to hear Maya with her cold. She sounds like someone who's lost their voice with laryngitis, but she doesn't have a voice to lose yet!

Saturday 21 February 2009

Maya's Superpower

#2 We drove all the way down Eastlink, over the 1001 speed-humps of Yarra Council (including the bizarre speed-hump on top of a speed-hump) past our old Taylor Street place and she didn't wake, but she wakes up when we go over the tiny 'driveway' bump at the entrance to our street!

Saturday 7 February 2009

To coin a phrase

To describe the little chunky bits from when the baby vomits I propose the term "Chucky Cheese".