CDU isn’t dead

It’s just sleeping.

Facts and Figures

Time to Waste

If one is easy then hard is two

You could say that I’m back in the world but times are pretty tough. Thanks to all of you for your kind words a few weeks ago.

If you’re not a flickr watcher you may not have noticed, I’m attempting to complete a “365 photo” type project where I’ll take a picture a day for the entire year. It’s been going well so far with one of my pictures in particular getting coverage in the two largest Toronto blogs Torontoist and BlogTO. I hope I am able to keep it up so that I’ll be left with a pictorial record of what has begun as a very difficult year.

Look and you will find it

The only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeing new landscapes, but in having new eyes, in seeing the universe with the eyes of another, of hundreds of others, in seeing the hundreds of universes that each of them sees.

Marcel Proust

Love is watching someone die.

As I write my Grandfather is breathing his last breaths. I am flying home to Ireland on Monday, arriving Tuesday to be with my family but the reality we have accepted is that by the time I arrive he most probably will already be dead and buried. For now, and until he passes, he is sedated and surrounded by loving family. No one can ever hope for anything more.

My Grandfather is, and will always be to me, a hard working, kind, caring, noble gentleman who towered above me. A stunning, beautiful man. A loving husband, father and grandfather. He lived a full life, ran several businesses, had two children and six grandchildren. He never drank or smoked. His life was a triumph and I am in bits that it is over but know there is no tragedy here. A great man, if I can be half the man he was I too can be great. I am so proud to be his grandson.

Unconditional love, always.

Complexxion Quattro.

Stuff is in a state of disarray. Please bear with me.

This has since been fixed in recent versions.

Bumped into eller yesterday during our mutual lunches, she was with some co-workers so couldn’t talk much, here’s what happened next:

<eller> so my friend G. asked me where I know you from
<eller> and I said, "Oh, uh.. we're nerds together, I guess."
<eller> "He digs Unix"
<eller> And so, G. got all offended, and was like
<eller> "OMG don't tell me about your weirdo castrato fantasies”
<eller> he was thinking Eunuchs
<Cliph> haha
<eller> I know
<eller> talk about perspective
<eller> he was like “I dunno what Unix is”
<eller> (he runs OSX)
<eller> heh

This happens more often than you might think.

Do you know anything about… witches?

The MacWorld San francisco 2007 Keynote Address begins in little over 2 hours and I don’t know about you but I’m very excited. Listening to Venetian Snares new album (how much material can one guy produce, seriously) and the large white mocha I consumed on the way to work have both conspired to make me very gosh darned giddy.

Just the beginning

[ Update ]

Better than I was expecting. I want one yesterday.