Success

Amazingly, even running on less than 25% of my normal IQ, I got the contract. So it looks like I’m now doing websites for local government for the next six months, so long as everything goes OK. Woo Hoo.

And I’ve also signed myself up with a gym/health club, which will be interesting. I’m booked in for a health check on Saturday, where they’ll tell me all nasty things like my Body Mass Index (I’m reckoning it’s about 33% fat, but we’ll see) and all that garbage. And yes, in a fit of shameless behaviour, I’ll put the results on the blog. Oh Jesus, what am I letting myself in for?

Weirdness

From the look of it today, if you’re reading this, you’re one of the lucky ones. I don’t know quite what’s going on with the site – I assume it’s the hosting service playing silly buggers, but I really don’t know.

Hopefully, normal service will be resumed as soon as possible. In the meantime, apologies for stuff that’s completely outside my control.

Thanks

Dear Body Clock : I’d just like to say thank you for a major dose of insomnia, at the best possible time. As I’m doing a “trial day” for one of the local authorities, proving I can do what I say I can with websites and so on, having a brain that works and is capable of conscious thought is definitely a good thing. Therefore, I’d just like to say thanks for not letting me sleep at all last night, so now I’m more likely to be on auto-pilot than on Planet Efficient.

Luckily, it’s a well known fact that I can do this sort of stuff in my sleep – but it would have been nice if I didn’t have the chance probability of displaying that on a day that will win or lose the contract for me.

Sincerely

Lyle.

Huntley and the pills

There’s something very very dodgy about the story surrounding Ian Huntley’s suicide bid today. Supposedly, this man who has been on “suicide watch”, being checked every 15 minutes and subject to random room searches, has managed to accrue 30 days worth of anti-depressants in order to take them all at once.

Obviously, HM Prison Service say they will beconducting an urgent review into what happened. I wonder if it was a “Prison Officer of Mercy” type affair?

A Finale to the banking fiasco?

Finally, I’ve been contacted by the Internet Banking department of the bank that likes to say “It’s not our problem, sir”. It’s only taken two months, and three copies of the same form. Now all I have to do is wait to see whether they’ve managed to get the authorisation codes right.

But yes, it looks like I may have to find something else to piss and moan about before long. What a trauma that’ll be.

Nominet – again

Just a quick additional – looking at Nominet‘s site, and considering that they’re the registrar for UK domains, wouldn’t one have thought it might be an idea to also nobble nominet.co.uk and probably nominet.com ? Hmm, I think I might have to obtain myself a nominet domain…

Today’s Mail

In today’s post came 18 – count ’em, 18! – certificates of registration for domain names etc. that I have with Nominet. Each one contained a form to confirm that I’m the owner of the domain name.

Now, to me this seems pointless in just so many ways. If, for example, I weren’t the legal owner of the domain names, wouldn’t it be more likely that I’d just tick the “yes these are the correct details” boxes, and send them back, thus causing endless hassle at some further point? Also, wouldn’t it be easier to list the domain names by registered address, so you only got one form, one envelope, listing all of them, rather than 18 fucking forms?

The ultimate piss-take though is that each of these forms comes with a pre-addressed envelope to send it back in – but you’ve got to pay the postage. I think I’ll put all the forms in one, or at most two, envelopes, let them sort it out at the other end.