The Bondsman looks terrible and great all at the same time.
Starts off looking like a southern gothic crime thriller starring a beat down Kevin Bacon as a gnarled bounty hunter…
Ok, you have my attention.
Goes sideways. Hard.
Starts off looking like a southern gothic crime thriller starring a beat down Kevin Bacon as a gnarled bounty hunter…
Ok, you have my attention.
Goes sideways. Hard.
Well, that was distracting.
I was doing pretty well until Alfred turned up.
I wrote about tweaking my workflow a little while ago—getting some real extra productivity out of my new dictation set up. Surprising how quickly that fell apart in the teeth of a cyclone. Not that it was much of a cyclone, really. More of a weird omni-storm that rolled in late and outstayed its welcome.
Move along citizen, nothing to see here. Just a fucking cyclone about to slide sideways into my word cave. Probably on Thursday.
I do like the reserved tone of my weather here.
We didn’t take a holiday over Christmas so we’ve been on the road this week catching up on some downtime. Currently we’re hanging in Sydney, but we also did a couple of days in Newcastle, where Jane used to work, and broke the trip at the half way point on the first day, overnighting on a farm in Bellingen.
I eat a lot of eggs. At least three, sometimes more every day. So I was tempted by this bit in National Geographic about how to boil the perfect egg. (AppleNews link cos NG wants your email addy).
I very much enjoyed this very obviously planted story of ASD punking the Russian cybercrims who stole my Medibank data back in August 2022. The government (in fact, all of the 5 Eyes governments) dropped the story for a bunch of reasons, including image management and deterrence.
I doubt it will have a deterrent effect. You’d need more kinetic solutions for that to truly happen. But it is good narrative management to tell these tales occasionally.