tales from an ordinary world

1999-11-09

> What kinda work are you doing anyway?

Unix sysadmin stuff, a bit of network maintenance, stuff like that.

Or you mean today ?  Just reading up on some weird solaris shite,
fixing a few scripts to do with syncing stuff from our version control
system between the two machines, upgrading the mailing list software,
providing Fatherly Guidance(tm) to our trainee sysadmin dude (not that
he needs much, really), listening to people whinge about the lack of
oxygen in the office, listening to an old stone roses CD on the
headphones, and trying to take a photo of myself with red hair with
droo's digital camera and giving up until after work.

(well, you asked...)

Hey, screw the Olympics, it turns out we just had the Scrabble Championships. The pen is mightier than the pole vault, after all.

Could've been better, but never mind.

On the way home, the tram stopped for a while at Elsternwick, and since it was sunny but not uncomfortably warm, I got out and walked home. It seemed there'd been an accident near the station where, going by some gesturing one guy made to another nearby, someone tried to turn across the busy road with the sun in their eyes...

...which reminds me of something I read once in Christos Tsiolkas' book Loaded where the narrator suggests a conspiracy in Melbourne by the rich people who mostly live on the east side of Melbourne - those on the west side have to drive to work and back with the sun in their eyes each way...