Sunday Roast: I don’t think science and liberals are going to outlaw breathing

Er, can’t think of a snappy introduction this week, so it’s straight to business.

For all you doubters out there, see it is possible to make stunning websites that are also accessible.

Good news for all you Dr Who fans – a date has been set for the screening of Torchwood.

For all you people out there interested in social media, social software, and social networks, danah boyd has compiled a “Best of Apophenia” list. There’s some good reading in there – plenty to stretch the brain. Ok, so you might not want your brain stretched on a Sunday afternoon, but I do recommend bookmarking the page (hell, the whole site) for future reading πŸ™‚

No squashed hedgehogs this week, rather a recipe for basic tomato sauce. I cheat with tomato sauce normally, buying ready-made from the supermarket. Just think how impressed people will be now when I say “Oh, I made the sauce for the pasta from scratch…”

I just have a ‘LOL’ for this one: John August’s crisis of infinite celebrities. It’s his response to David Hasselhoff and hot tennis players that really make me giggle.

This should come under the title “too good to be true”: firm that stops spelling mistakes on the internet lets through typo’s in own press release. Oh the iorny irony! (Thanks Moose for finding this).

When technology goes too far:
LED knitting needles and LED crochet hooks. This could actually have a purpose, I don’t know as I don’t knit or crochet, but… It just seems so surreal!

Everyone’s favourite tech-writer (David Pogue) has an interview with everyone’s favourite (ex-) gossip blogger (Ana Marie Cox, late of Wonkette). Makes for some interesting reading. Slightly disturbingly she feels that:

And so I think that weÒ€ℒre probably going to see that the individual, strong-personality blog is not going to be at the forefront, because group blogs are going to be able to do what people expect of blogs better.


Ah well, who needs fame anyroad? I’ve got my minions to keep me warm πŸ˜€

I’m feeling crafty this week (anything to keep me from finishing the quilt the Crazy Canalman’s been waiting on for a year and a half). This neck tie school bag appeals to me. I like handbags. I like to be individual. This seems near perfect. (Though the page is quite slow to load).

To be serious for a moment, just because you have dark skin it does not mean you won’t get skin cancer. As someone who’s had family die of malignant melanoma trust me, you do not want to get skin cancer. Use that sun block and reapply regularly. If nothing else, lobster red and peeling is just not a good look for anyone!

Those living in the UK might have noticed that we’ve been living through a bit of a heatwave at the moment. Well, Wednesday night there were some very impressive thunderstorms storms around our neck of the woods. Look at picture ten – that’s the reason I didn’t get to see the end of “Weeds” as the TV reception died.

I think my geek-hat is showing: BarCampLondon. Oooh, I so want to go.

My thanks to Tammie for finding the perfect way to finish off the Roast. Cows with guns. There really is nothing else to say (expect that, once again, male cows are portrayed as female cows. Udders = female. It’s not that complex people). Very, very funny πŸ˜€

The random people are why I do it

So my previous post got just the teensiest bit misinterpreted.

Who’d a thunk it? Just one more example of my own unique blend of British sarcasm, humour and sheer insanity not translating too well to the written word.

Just to set the record straight here, in case y’all are starting to get the impression I am a delicate flower who needs sheltering from the rough and tumble of the real world (don’t you just love it when analogies up and die on you in the middle of a sentence like that?) –
I am not scared.

I never for one moment contemplated jacking in the blogging gig. It would take far more than one moment of internet randomness to make me stop what I’m doing.

I love that I never know who is going to walk through those salon doors next. I love it that someone I haven’t met in a couple of years randomly stops by the blog, reads a bit, and goes “Hang on… She’s familiar…”

I write as “Cas” instead of my real name because, well, I’ve always been Cas online. It’s quicker to type if nothing else. It’s not an attempt to remain anonymous. Frankly, “Cas” is just way cooler than “Claire”.

I’m getting off my point here.

Tristan, you did nothing wrong. In fact you left me with a grin a mile wide on my face most of the day. The whole thing was just so deliciously unexpected. I’d probably say “out of left field” if I was actually in the habit of using baseball metaphors (I think it’s a baseball thing anyroad πŸ˜• ).

The point I was trying to make with that post was not that I was knocked back in a bad way by someone I used to know outside of the blogging sphere stumbling across Bright Meadow. Rather I wanted to point out how amazing and wonderful I found the whole thing. You really never do know who is going to read your blog and, far from sending me quaking behind the sofa, it’s made me even firmer in my convictions that getting your audience talking back is a good thing.

So there you have it everyone. I like the random. I celebrate the bizarre. I embrace the unexpected. I like old acquaintances popping out of the woodwork and making themselves known.

People – you’re the reason I blog and leave my comments form open.

Site Diet

I’ve just knocked the ‘coco peeps’ box and the ‘subscribe by email’ box out of the sidebar. The first because it was slowing down an already hefty site to load (I need to go through things an tame K2 a little bit when I have the time). The latter because no one uses it. If you think I’m wrong about either of these decisions, let me know πŸ™‚

The world is a small place

… or why it’s time to stop blogging.

Hell, that was a little unexpected! Turns out my Thunderbird knight in shining armour is an old acquaintance.

We’re not talking long-lost-soul-mates here, but still – someone I’ve shared a few cups of coffee and one or two pints with a couple of years back.

No idea how he stumbled across Bright Meadow and you can colour me all kinds of surprised that he recognised me, but it did get to thinking on how the world is far too small a place, especially this little ‘blogging’ community we inhabit. When you’re wrapped up in it is all too easy to think of it as an all encompassing phenomena, but take a step back and really it’s a very small group of people involved. There’s only a finite number of people interested in certain things and like does tend to gravitate towards like.

Still, do the math on the number of blogs in existence, and the number of ex-boyfriends of old friends, and the chances of one of the latter stumbling across my example of the former is pretty slim.

Anyway, it made me wonder what other skeletons might come clanking out the wardrobe. Almost enough to put a girl off blogging 😯

Little Thunderbird Question

A little question for you –

I use Thunderbird for email (since Mail upped and died on me so spectacularly a while back) and I am getting used to its foibles.

One thing I would like to do however is change the default ordering of the accounts in the ‘folders’ pane of the viewer. I have no idea how the current order occurred – it certainly isn’t alphabetical – perhaps it’s the order I added them? I don’t know. But I would like to change the order.

Can anyone help me?

My shiny new desk

finished! prt1.JPG When we moved into Meadow Towers there was no furniture other than the wardrobes and a dining room table, even though it was listed as “partly furnished”. Being on an incredibly tight budget at the time I had to get the cheapest furniture around – this meant Argos and crappy quality.

The desk I got did the job but it just wasn’t deep enough – 49 cm just didn’t provide enough room for me to get the keyboard far enough away from me so that I could type comfortably (I type slightly oddly with the full length of my forearms supported on the desk) which has meant since moving in back last September, using my computer for any length of time has led to buzzing, shooting pains all the way up to my elbows, an inability to grip, and general ouchiness. I didn’t realize that the problem was the desk till I started full time work in an office that had wonderful deep desks. How come I could type all day at work with nary a problem, yet five minutes on my own computer was enough to have me crying in pain?

Our lease here at Meadow Towers was up for renewal in September and for a while it looked like we might be moving. If that was the case, I’d have put up with the desk for the last few months, then ditched it when we moved into whatever new place we found and got a better desk. Last week we decided we actually really liked it here, lack of outside space and no-pets not withstanding, and that we’re going to stay. As soon as I had that decision, I realised something had to be done about the desk.

After conferring with the Crazy Canalman, we decided the cheapest and easiest solution was to just build an extra desktop with the desired depth and screw it to the existing desk. He came down last weekend to do the necessary with some plywood and I now have a desk that is 80 cm deep – that’s nearly double the area I had before! (And actually about 20 cm more than I needed, but more on that later). Ideally, I would have covered the blank plywood before Farv screwed it to the desk, but I don’t have the tools to do it myself here at Meadow Towers, nor do I have space to store a giant slab of plywood whilst I get around to being creative on it. So he screwed the new desktop down and left me to it. The surface seemed smooth enough, so I figured I could leave it as-is for a few weeks till I knew how I wanted to cover it.

One day and numerous splinters later, I knew something had to be done, and quickly! So this weekend I sat myself down with a pile of torn up newspapers, some PVA glue, and a brush, et voila! My beautiful new desk!

What do you need:

  1. A desk. Doesn’t have to be a new desk, doesn’t even have to be a desk actually, just whatever you want to cover.
  2. A father willing to cut the wood to size for you and then drive 1 1/2 hours out of his way to attach it to your desk, buy you lunch, then drive 1 1/2 hours back again. Have I told you lately how wonderful my father is?
  3. A pile of old newspapers that you got your long-suffering flatmate to lug home, then only use one paper from.
  4. PVA glue watered down to roughly 1 part PVA to 3 parts water, though measuring this out is nigh on impossible. Just make a nice watery paste that looks the same colour and consistency of milk. The whole desk took about 125ml of PVA.
  5. A 1 inch brush that you aren’t too attached to – don’t get the cheapest in the shop as these molt bristles like there’s no tomorrow, but don’t get the real expensive branded one either. I spent £2.50 on my brush and that only lost two bristles.
  6. A tin of water based clear varnish. This is quicker drying, smells less, and won’t react with the pva/paper mix like solvent based varnishes can. I used about 125ml of varnish to get two decent coats on the desk.

What you need to do:

  1. Make sure the surface you are covering is as smooth as possible and dust free.
  2. Put a coat of the PVA/water mix on to seal the wood.
  3. While this is drying, tear up a newspaper into pieces between an inch and two inches square. Don’t make them too even. Also don’t make them too big, or too small. Too small and it just takes an age to cover a large area. Too big and they go all wrinkly and don’t leave a nice flat finish.
  4. Once the undercoat is dry, cover the surface using the good-old papier mache technique we all remember from childhood. (Glue on the surface, put the paper on the glue, cover with more glue… rinse and repeat till done).
  5. Try to be as random as possible with your pieces. Mix pictures and text. Mix the orientation of the text. Overlap. Higgledee-Piggledee is what you are going for.
  6. When that first layer is fully dry – if possible leave it over night to make sure – do a second coat to cover any missed spots and to make the edges look neat.
  7. When that was dry, I did a third ‘layer’ of a few pictures and clippings that I really liked from some film magazines. I spread these randomly over the surface of the desk in places where I knew they would catch my eye and not be covered by the computer. Don’t go overboard with these – the idea is to create accent pieces, not recover the entire desk in them – I used ten or twelve such images on the entire desk.
  8. When you are certain that is all dry and you like how it looks, do a couple of coats of clear varnish over the whole to seal it and make it waterproof. Instructions for different varnishes vary, so follow what it says on the tin, but do make sure the room is as ventilated as possible!
  9. Finally, put everything back on your pretty ‘new’ desk and gloat.

I am definitely gloating over my new desk – I have so much more space and typing is once again comfortable. You can’t really tell from the pictures but my computer isn’t actually pushed all the way to the back of the desk. This is because if it was I wouldn’t be able to see the screen. For some reason Farv got a little confused with the measurements and made it 20 cm deeper than I asked for. This has actually turned out for the best because when I want to do craft or writing on the desk, all I have to do is push the computer to the back of the desk and I have enough space (before I would have to laboriously unplug and move everything).

The desk is ideal for me now as I like to have free space around me as I work – my unorganized mind and rest of my room aside – I hate to have a cluttered workspace. I even got all giddy about my new desk and utilized the extra space to make some earrings and some notebooks.

The whole thing cost around £20 (£10 for the wood). It would have come to less than £20 if I could have found the PVA, brushes, and varnish I had left over from another project, but either way it still comes to less than a new desk. Happy Cas πŸ™‚