Great to be back using Outlook after 9 months of suffering with Lotus Notes.
The orange flag is all it takes!
Orange is not a colour, it's a state of mind
December 7th, 2006 — Tech commentary
Great to be back using Outlook after 9 months of suffering with Lotus Notes.
The orange flag is all it takes!
December 7th, 2006 — Out and about
Saw one of the guys who works at Plum standing outside what’s left of it the other night and after seeing the panic in my eyes he reassured me that they’re just renovating and that it shouldn’t take too long – maybe reopening this weekend. Phew.
December 7th, 2006 — Out and about, Work
Went to a work do last night, a sneak preview of our software for VIPs – great night. The speeches and presentation were upbeat and snappy, the Mister did very well with his demo in his Denny Crane shirt and a fantastic buzz was created. No technical glitches, no jeans and t-shirts, blue cocktails, lots of comments about my orange patent leather shoes, team bonding in the biggest space the entire team has ever been in and lots of big names around town.
Now we batten down the hatches and work like never before to deliver what was presented.
December 7th, 2006 — Out and about, Random thoughts
When at Capitol the other night I got to wondering about the lighting in public bathrooms – the light in the Capitol bathrooms is very dim. Like so dim it’d be hard to see any drips on the seat. A couple of other restaurants I’ve been to have adopted the same approach. I wonder if it’s because one’s complexion looks all matt and smooth without the aid of hard fluorescents to show wrinkles and unevenly applied make-up and rogue hairs and wiggly bits and therefore when checking yourself out you think you look especially good and attractive and more sociable and therefore decide to stay out longer and drink more hence the establishment makes more money off you. Under the harsh reality of fluorescents one would certainly think twice about subjecting one’s dining companions to any more time that socially polite!
And lighting in dressing rooms is a random thought for another day…