Spamtastic

Okay so spam is bad. Today however I got a mail and I didn’t recognise who from. So I started to read the joke and then at the end realised it was definitely spam. Still at least it made a change.

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Subject: The Blonde and the Sheep.
Date: 29/4/05, 8:01 am
From: Harry
To: iain

Once upon a time, a blonde became so sick of hearing blonde jokes that she had her hair cut and dyed brown.

A few days later, as she was out driving around the countryside, she stopped her car to let a flock of sheep pass.

Admiring the cute wooly creatures, she said to the shepherd, “If I can guess how many sheep you have, can I take one?”

The shepherd, always the gentleman, said, “Sure!”

The blonde thought for a moment and, for no discernible reason, said, “352.”

This being the correct number, the shepherd was, understandably, totally amazed, and exclaimed, “You’re right! O.K., I’ll keep to my end of the deal. Take your pick of my flock.”

The blonde carefully considered the entire flock and finally picked the one that was by far cuter and more playful than any of the others.

When she was done, the shepherd turned to her and said, “O.K., now I have a proposition for you. If I can guess your true hair color, can I have my dog back?”

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Brands gone bad

Orange are brilliant. Well I used to think so anyway. So much so that I have recommended them to all of my friends and at least 5 of them have switched.
Their customer service is great. Up until last week.
I used to have a price plan that included orangecare insurance. Somehow or other over the years I no longer have this. I naturally had no idea having never needed to claim on my incsurance.
Last week My Nokia 7610 stopped working properly. It no longer reads any media card and the phone crashes when I get text messages whilst it tries to save things. I called Orange and they said no problem they would get a replacement out next day – the usual fantastic service. Until they called back to say that they couldn’t as I had no insurance. I’d have to send it back to Nokia or pay £30.

Okay so I’ve used Nokia phones now for over 10 years. Never a problem until this phone. I send it back for repair and start using my old Nokia 6100. I was impressed to receive the phone back in 3 working days despite them saying it could take up to 14. Sadly when I got it home the problem is still there. So not fixed after all then.

So I’m now feeling a little let down by two of my most trusted brands.
In July my contract is up and I think it’s about time I tried a motorola phone and Vodafone.

bloody sandwich shop

Okay so the sandwich shop opposite work is known for it’s crapness and usually the fact you hardly ever get what you ask for is just irksome. Today though I asked for avocado and salad. when prompted i asked for it again. and then a third time. finally selecting lettuce and tomato as my salad choice. So avocado lettuce and tomato. I’m not a cucumber fan so I asked for no cucumber. Five times I’d been asked, by the same guy. Not moving from one to another like in subway. The same guy. So when I get back to my desk what do I have? Avocado and cucumber.
Grrr

those lovely people at flickr.com

It’s not very often you get something for nothing. In fact normally it’s a bit like there is no such thing as a free lunch. Today however I was suprised and pleasantly so. Those lovely people over at flickr.com (who host my images now since it’s a lot easier and they have tags and flash and other wizardy built in), have pulled a rabbit out of the hat.
I received a mail today thanking me for signing up during their beta period and by way of reward – or as they put it – ‘to thank you for putting your money where your mouth is’ they have extended my subscription period free of charge.
In addition they have upped my monthly usage limit.

Who says you never get anything free? I thought flickr couldn’t get better and they proved me wrong :o)

24 CTU ringtone

Okay so loads of people are looking for the CTU ringtone again since the new series is on TV.
If you have nokia composer then:
32f2 32f2 32f2 8- 32f2 32f2 32f2 32f2 32f2 32f2 4- 32b2 32b2 32b2 32b2 32b2 32b2 32- 32b1 32b1 32b1 32b1 32b1 32b1 32b1 32b1 32b1 32b1 32b1 32b1
Just set the speed to 200 S/min.

Or if you have a newer phone that allows mp3
24 ringtone mp3 version 1

24 ringtone mp3 version 2

* you need quicktime installed

Download version 1
Download version 2

seederney mardee grah (Part 1)

Okay so I’ve been a bit slack with the update from Sydney Mardi Gras and my annual pilgimage to the southern hemisphere. What can I say – even Dave managed to get his account up before me this year!
I’ll have to get him back for the Stimpy comments somehow…

I have managed to upload a whole heap of pics though – so peruse them at your leisure. Not so many of things this year as there really are only so many Opera House and Harbour Bridge pics you can take ;o)

So here goes as much as I can remember from what was possibly the most drunken debauched three weeks of my life so far since last time.

Northy and I started the trip with some beers at London’s Heathrow Airport bar and a bit of bluetooth mayhem. We flew our seperate ways (long story) to arrive sydney 07:00 friday morning minutes apart. Met Jo and Northy and do the introductions.
The three of us head back to Jo’s house in Darlinghurst for a shower and a change before brunch on Oxford Street at Cafe Comity.
Wandered around and caught up before going for more beers and then home for a quick disco nap. Jason (Northy) and I ended up at my spiritual home The Colombian for a beer early evening before heading to the shift. we ended up in the club instead of the bar by mistake but this turned out to be very good. we stayed out until 5am and hoped this would counter any jetlag!

azure harbour party

Saturday was shop yourself stupid (name change) and then yet more beers. we ended up at what the sydneysiders have nicknamed the rsl because of it being so cheap! it’s palms. I met a nice boy in the toilet and then it turns out he knew Jo. small world. I was very very drunk and left the party early! Sadly not early enough. Felt awful the following day and that was sunday which meant it was time for… Harbour Party

Excellent as ever. lots of beautiful people. Bumped into half the world both outside and inside the party. There are only 5,000 people but it feels like much more.
Saw lots of people from London too.
Neither Northy nor I made it to any of the after parties as jetlag and the partying hard the night before prevented us being chirpy. We did however decide we should become club promoters and launch River Party on the banks of the Thames by the London Eye. But erm then we drank more and forgot about it.

recovery at the opera bar

So the following day was inevitably going to be a quiet one. Northy and I got up slightly earlier than Jo (who had stayed to party) and meandered through Pitt Street shopping heading down to circular quay for the Opera Bar for some brunch. We met Jo there and after a couple of beers a bottle or two of fizz and wine we all felt much better. In fact then we went for champagne tea at the QVB. So much for recovery then. More like starting all over again.
That evening was also less than subdued with more drinking and much more dancing involved. Various bars spring to mind but to be honest by this point I think we didn’t care where we were.

Tuesday was also a drinking day (can you spot a theme here?)

Wednesday morning bright and way too early the lovely Dave arrived from Wellington bearing gifts of Gold, Frank Rasberri Absolut, Apple Sours and Krispy Kreme Donuts. Yay! We then dragged him down the coast to the lovely Husky.

More to come…