all in a day's work

lemme take you to school

2008-05-15T23:16:00.005+01:00

I probably have many things to say.

None of which are appropriate I deem.

Therefore.

I will talk to you about ASAP.

ASAP, as many of you will know (I don't doubt), stands for "as soon as possible".

I have deciphered (no need to thank me for the legwork here) two possible meanings for this phrase when appended to notes I may receive in the line of duty. I will posteritise (new word, folks) these new meanings right here. And this is just (and I mean that my dear peeps) for you. Yes you. Here we go:

1. I need this now if not sooner.
2. I need this as soon as possible. I understand that you have a dynamic workload and I understand that you have to prioritise said work depending on needs and then based on a "first-come, first-served" basis. Based on this understanding, I would like this work done at the earliest convenience your schedule allows given these parameters and allowing for an arbitrary sense of urgency you may place on pieces of work when faced with a dilemma caused by two pieces of work - one marked ASAP and one with a definite date - where the "definite-date work" came in after the the "ASAP work".

I'm also going to let you in on a little secret. Yes indeed. I process all work marked ASAP under the category assigned to the number two above.

That is to say: work marked ASAP is.. I can hardly contain my glee in saying this.. is NOT treated as urgent.

There is a VERY important lesson to learn here, kids. And it's not the obvious one (much as it pains me to say it). The obvious lesson is to mark your work as "NEEDED BY [date]". The slightly less obvious lesson is to not mark your work as ASAP unless you mean meaning number two (I get some people who actually do mean meaning 2 - they are glorious people). The lesson I'd hope you'd learn is this: TO MEAN WHAT YOU SAY.

The super super not expected lesson is to manage your suppliers. Yes, by all means mean what you say, but also plan in your own golden contingency. If you tell me you need it for 9am but you secretly need it for 11am... well then if unforeseen circumstances happen.. it's not all so bad now is it.

The corollary of this little theorem is that you never let on to me that you've been managing me. If you consistently tell me a certain time but always pick your work up late.. well it's a dead giveaway isn't it?

The secret secret about how I treat you in all of this? Well that's a secret now isn't it? I can't give away trade secrets, can I?

A-A-ohhhhh (verandout)

Trend setter

2008-05-14T11:57:00.001+01:00

Just you see if I'm wrong.

I did look for it last nite

2008-05-09T17:49:00.003+01:00

This is a bloggin' post.

I know that becos I sin one before I ave.

Right. To business. We're sitting in the garden on a new swingin' chair and I can smell cut grass and all is right with the world. You see it doesn't matter what's going on around you you just gotta live the moment. Or whatever.

We had some talks last nite and the Open Mic nite (what used to be called Jack's but won't be any more - see below) may well be returning hurrah!

And Mr The Jack is back!

Hurrah!

Foop-ball is tonite. Hopefully that'll be good.

I know I'm not really saying anything here, but it's hard to say something when you're me because you have to justify it all so much. Mmmhmm.

I'm gonna go and enjoy life instead of typing about it.

ovout

seams

2008-05-06T13:32:00.003+01:00

Long weekend.

Seriously.

On the plus side though, we're getting a new car on Saturday, there's a new person living on the globe (probably quite a few, but I had a specific one in mind), our house is a lot tidier (against the odds I should think) and I am one tired little monkey.

I gave my monitor ears.

oao

making the webs look better

2008-04-28T19:12:00.002+01:00

I hope.

I pimped up the Misses' blog.

Yeah. I think it looks nicer. She designed it, but I changed that design into HTML/CSS so it looked nice. Then I put it into the blogger template and hacked that all to pieces so it looked the same as the nice one. Nice.

In other news. Studio.

over

The red flags that fly

2008-04-26T18:01:00.002+01:00

It's a summery Saturday.

And I'm about to eat cheesy chips.

I'm still awaiting the sudden surge of reinterest (from me I mean) in this blog. It will happen sooner or later. We've had waves of posting here at tobiwan.co.uk and we've ridden the storm.

I didn't mention all the crazy snow time that we had. Snow watch was a good ol' time we had here once upon a time, but without any watchin' we had some serious snow. We went sleddin (kinda) and snowballin on the meadow. Nice.

This week has been rather tirin. Had a gig. Nice. Then we had lacks of sleep. Nice. Can't remember what else there was. Losing momentum. One day I will write proper on my blog. One day I will organise everything. One day.

The letter g was always overrated anyways.

overandoutg

in defiance of all the facts

2008-04-18T20:14:00.029+01:00

Well hello my friendss.

I realise that fobbin' you all off with pictures isn't "the done thing" and nor is it "entirely satisfactory". Hell, it's probably not even healthy. Be that as it may, it was nice to have a front page full of pictures. That's my thoughts on the matter anyway.

I've been up to goshloads of things so a quick précis is probably in order. In list format, naturally. Altogether now.. (and in no particular order)

Played us a lil ol gig at the Lark. Good times. Family was even in attendance

Missed a lot of foop-ball. I'ma rectify that monkey tonite.

Went out in London with two groups of friends. In the same nite. If they'd have only been closer together I could have done that classic film plot and kept nipping out to the toilet but really visiting the other group of friends. Alack alas.

Work very nicely sent me on a php course. In London. My head a splode

Went to visit Inspector Git and Gibbs near the Oval

Went to Mardu to visit the Misses' grand-rents.

Ate way too much chocolate

Gave up alcohol for a week.

Had laughs

Had times

That's about all I can remember right now. Did you see my correct use of an apostrophe? Just like Elbs told me!. At least I hope it was right. Otherwise there will be egg on my face..

I very much enjoyed spending four days in London. I usually do. I don't think I could work there, but sauntering along the Thames as the sun rises and then chipping off for a sausage and bacon sandwich from a shop just off Fleet Street really puts a skip in your step.

Unfortunately I am now becoming pressed for time as I have to pick up the Hat and the Chalk before zipping down to foop-ball, so I will finish off now by telling you aboot my newest new blog thang. You will recall that I got a loop station for Christmas? No? Allow me to refresh your memory. Well since then I have found recording little loops to be quite relaxing. And I've decided (response not withstanding) to share a few with you now and again. You'll need flash player, but I'll link to the mp3 as well cos I'm nice like that.

So. This little loop here is my anticipation of summer loop. Imagine yourself chilled out with a glass of something nice and cold as the barbecue sizzles and women in not enough clothing pass by. You can play it just the once, or loop it as it was intended to be. Let me know what you think.

overandout

PS. If you like the track so much that you decide to download it for your own nefarious purposes, the mp3 link I gave above comes out at much better quality (edit: that's no longer true - they're both good quality now. Hooray!).. Yeah. It's licensed under Creative Commons.

summer by Toby is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial 3.0 Unported License.

erm

2008-04-17T19:29:00.001+01:00

There appears to be no grey keys on this piano. Excuse me. Excuse me miss! Miss!

Vortex

2008-04-14T13:58:00.001+01:00

Welcome to the machine

Well London

2008-04-09T08:11:00.001+01:00

I love the smell of Europe in the morning.

White

2008-04-06T19:06:00.000+01:00

Whiteness. Whitery. White-a-go-go.

Hey there mr blue skies

2008-04-04T21:14:00.001+01:00

Wotcha doin'?

Sailing the waters blue..

2008-04-02T18:39:00.001+01:00

In a sky ship.

Mister mystery

2008-03-31T17:10:00.001+01:00

The golden two penny piece. That's magic!

Sprung

2008-03-30T19:38:00.001+01:00

The weather is becoming clement now. And dusk is waiting in the wings. And the birds sing and the casserole she cooks in the oven. Another Sunday.

I am a leopard.

2008-03-29T14:10:00.001Z

Just off to the leopard colony.

Sunny disposition

2008-03-28T15:07:00.001Z

Always look on the brightside

Where brains? Where brains gone?

2008-03-17T07:45:00.001Z

My brains have all been bowled out. It's an occasional hazard of bowling one's brains out. Whilst I would prefer not to relate most of my scores over the four games of bowling (I'm at least consistently inconsistent - for what that's worth) I will report that I won game two with a very restecpable (yes yes) 145.

Also of note was the highest score of the evening. It was going to be The Network with a mighty (for us lowly non-expert bowlers) 155 until the Kidsis, out of nowhere, pulled a spare, a turkey, another spare and another strike out of her metaphorical bowling satchel. The Network couldn't believe his eyes as she pipped his 155 with a nice n' tasty 156. Disaster!

Anyhow. The weekend has left me sore but contented I must say. One lesson that I will pass on to you completely free of charging runs thusly:
Never play over an hour's foop-ball, play poker until 3, wake up after only 4 hours sleep and play another 90 minutes of foop-ball without expecting implications. True story.

Time for me to mosey on around aboot now. Have a good day. Yes yes.

voerndoot

I dreamed a better day

2008-03-15T17:54:00.003Z

I thought I saw a brighter future.

This weekend so far has been très sportif. As they say over the channel. Foop-ball on foop-ball on foop-ball. With goals. Oh gosh.

Columbo is back in fashion in Hawksville as well. Right now it's the episode that's called Short Fuse. Nice.

We're going to see Granny Hawk tomorrow. And then I am going to bowl my brains out. Beauty!

Gotta go. Need to concentrate on the great lieutenant.

There's just one more thing. Nah, just kidding. Y'all be on your way. And take care you hear?

overandout

Starting place

2008-03-10T07:43:00.001Z

Roots

well there's that

2008-03-06T21:19:00.004Z

Howzit!

I hear that other people have taken up "cooking the saucepan"™. If you're confused, check me out.

Yup yup.

Blogger tells me that I can now post voicemails to my blog. I can't for the life of me imagine why any of you would need that as well as this. So to speak. But I could be wrong. Mebbe I should try it out.

The other thing is that we're well going to have a kid in September. Which is very kickass.

There's probably some other stuff as well.

So yeah.

overandout..

sincerity

2008-02-29T11:31:00.004Z

Hello hello and what is up.

I thought it an opportune day to blog as there will not be another opportunity to have a blog dated Feb 29 for a few years. I wonder what the world will be like then. It will probably be a strange and different place, for I will be 30 then. Yes.

Anyways.

Got ourselves a fun-packed weekend ahead. The ever-present foop-ball tonite. Hopefully last week's insanity will provide me with a little more stanima (yes yes I know) for tonite.

Then tomorrow we're squeezin' in Bluewater, an afternoon of celebrating Pizzagirl's birthday - hopefully with all the members of Family Hawks in attendance, but who really knows - and finally a party in honour of Captina Chaos. IN LONDON.

Sunday is when it all goes off the chain. Well probably not. But again, assorted raggle taggle members of that mighty Clan Hawks will be in attendance for MotherVic day. What fun!

I'm afraid I don't have anything profound for you at this point in time. Maybe you could come back some other time for that? Maybe? Ok, thanks.

You can't have it all..

I ain't even seen no "one"

2008-02-24T19:25:00.002Z

I'm a little reticent to start this here, as I don't want this to become one of them foop-ball bloggins. But gosh-darn that was good fun watching the Spurs kick the Chelsea's ass.

I'm not all about watching the foop-ball. As a general rule I prefer to play than watch (although my arms and legs are both *seriously* protesting that bent), but I couldn't help relishing the prospect as I walked over to the club this afternoon to watch the match. There's something about the communal aspect that is just enjoyable, win or lose.

Obviously it's better if you win. There's some kind of payoff I guess. But I don't think I'd be in a bad mood had we lost. In actual fact, I know I wouldn't be in a bad mood if we had lost. (Been there, done that).

It's something about getting caught up in the moment, and also the tension and.. You know this. I don't need to state obvious things.

In any case, good times. I got some work to do now, so I'll leave you with just two things.

Two things:
- My last post was number 777. How perfect.

- Just realised both me and the Network blogged with Consumer in the title recently. I don't think I deliberately copied him. But you never know.

overandout

ghost ship

2008-02-22T14:48:00.003Z

I was a little worried that the lack of personnel at work this week would be sad times, but in actual fact I think I might prefer it.

This goes back quite a way actually. To my school days. I used to love it if I had reason to stalk the corridors during lesson time when there was no-one about. Or if there was event in the evening and I had to go through an area of the school where the people weren't.

So yeah.

On another tack, I realise my blogroll has gone a bit nuts lately. I'm working on my own version that will be based on latest posts and not whether or not someone nudged the server that the blog is on, but the version I've got to so far takes frickin' ages to load. So it won't be coming any time really soon.

Foop-ball tonite and tomorrow. There's gonna be a whole lotta aching going on Sunday.

I think it's aboot time I wrapped this little puppy up. Sorted.

overandout.

Yesterday..

2008-02-18T13:05:00.001Z

A path into the unknown.