Mixed bag

Here’s the update that didn’t make it’s way here on Friday! And some other stuff. I’ve been a busy bunny.

Best of British… and one of the worst

Anakalia lives very close to one of the blasts and was doing her bestest to help out. By lunchtime she was official tea supply person to all the press and emergency services outside, and was holding umbrellas, pens, cameras etc for them all.

Andy was evacuated from his London-bound train at Swindon as police blew up someone’s Marks & Sparks bag they’d left on the platform.

Reynolds worked overtime to relieve the strain on the main ambulance service.

And those are just the people I know and who’s blogs I check regularly.

On a more sour note, I just got a spam from some **** selling pirated software with the subject line “LONDON BOOMINGS!!!”. Forwarded to FAST forthwith. I’d normally just delete it, but this tasteless moron needs dealt with.

More bloody ringtones

There’s another one in the office. This one “sings” that it’s ringing and needs attention. I assume that by “attention” it means crushing.

Reminds me that I met a friend for a drink the other night and she was showing off all her ringtones. “Listen! Rage Against The Machine! And Raining Blood. Now… Red Dwarf!”

Sorry, but every one sounded like an epileptic fitting on a xylophone.

Harsh email fitering

I noticed that a few emails I’d sent myself from home hadn’t arrived in my work inbox. I use email as a kind of “to do” list, so they’re generally short and plain text with no attachments.

I dropped a quick mail to one of our guys in network services to ask if there was a problem. His reply: “Two words. Content filtering.”

Now, fair do’s had I been emailing myself 100Mb porn videos, or instructions to “do that ******* server update”, but I hadn’t. One of the mails was a list of computer components and I’m sure I’d listed a motherboard, not a motherfuckingboard. So it looks like I work for an IT company that can’t receive IT-related emails.

Smart.