Wednesday, December 24, 2003
As the year draws to a close, here is an interesting roundup of developments in IP law.
A definite new years resolution is to pick up the feet on blogging again: it has definitely wilted a little under work and health pressures in the past months. Well, the health is on the mend, and work should simmer down once we're past the current project "hump" - and Christmas and the new year will provide some decent breaks, even only taking one day off work. At least, driving is off the menu for a while, big Hallelujah.
Friday, December 19, 2003
An interesting piece on the relationship between the entertainment industry and encryption, this and next spotted by KL.
The best of British - awarded accolades by the Guardian, this is a worth-browsing collection of the best British blogs.
TGFIF - big work pressure lately, tho the health finally seems to be inching back to normality. Gosh, that was a long one ...
Wednesday, December 17, 2003
A pet day: took Scooby for a walk up the Nursery Way at lunchtime.
Tuesday, December 16, 2003
A good explanation of the difference between a contract and a license (as per GPL) is given here.
Monday, December 15, 2003
A good weekend as health slowly inched back into the ascendant. Frances and Declan came visiting with Baby Oisin on Saturday, and on Sunday, we had a good walk with Scooby and scoops afterwards with C. and S. A tree was mysteriously delivered to our house, and A. had a visit with a neighbour's ponies.
The inside track on building a cheap Network Operations Centre.
Wednesday, December 10, 2003
As KL (hat tip!) puts it, waaaay too many funny ciggies went into the making of this one: the mushroom house, in Whistler, Canada, goes large on Rich Hippie chic: think Led Zep meets The Hobbit.
I was pretty premature saying goodbye to my flu virus - seems now (was reading it in Time) this is the notorious Fujian flu variant, which hit Ireland in September, and comes with a shot of gastro-enteritis attached.
Tuesday, December 9, 2003
Scooby got his shots today. Good dog!
Later learned he did a mighty poo afterwards in the back of Aisling's car - bad dog!
Monday, December 8, 2003
Giving the earth a body scan. Seems like they have proof the mantle-plumes theory checks out (the fountains of magma that underly places like Hawaii and Iceland - but some visuals would have been nice :-(
Made it down to see Dad on his birthday weekend - he's 84 today, way to go Dad.
Found an interesting cut-across - Durrow to Borris-in-Ossory. Takes you neatly from the Dublin-Cork to Dublin-Limerick road if coming from this side of the world. Ireland's own private Idaho - low, boggy, forgotten by all the prosperous Carlow/Tipp/Kildare/Offaly land that surrounds it. Hauntingly beautiful in wintry light, with a near full moon rising against lilac sunset afterglows.
Friday, December 5, 2003
Planning some tripz later this year: maybe do the Wicklow Way round Easter, and do the Burren in May. Either way, I have 12 days to play with and don't plan on taking Christmas hols - other than the regulation days.
Ideas that are past their time discussed here on Slate. One of them is Moore's Law, quelle horreur. Mind you it looks as if the end for Moore is a good ten years out.
Tuesday, December 3, 2003
Yes, the blog has been languishing for a wee while now, as the last of the virus ground its way out of the system. We had a surprisingly pleasant weekend, even if the very last dregs of the bug was still hanging about. Went to stay at Three Rock Hotel, a cheerful pub hotel in the vicinity of Marley Park (and the start of the Wicklow Way). Went for an Italian with Ciaran and Susan, and listened to some "sounds" later up at Ciaran's gaff. A Joe Maxi brought us back to the hotel and a reasonably sound nights sleep.
The next morning, we had a bit of a poke around Markey Park - a lovely spot and the start of the Wicklow Way (which we plan to do sometime this year: Ciaran to decide ...).
Monday was a bleak cold day, spent traipsing around getting "bloods" and X-rays seen to. I met our estate agent, Pat O'Brien for a bit of a chat in Lawlesses. He's managed to sell the Old Mill - a central point of our village, to some developers who intend making it the "next Avoca Hanweavers" - an ambitious undertaking that would transform the village.
posted by A Seeker after Knowledge 3:45 AM