tail -f carlo.log

We’re Safe, Hooray

Thank the Gods, the huge pile I’ve found on the sidewalk next to our door was just the remains of a friendly neighbour’s dog! Phew.

I mean, you might expect me to be upset since said friendly neighbour was too fucking lazy to pick up the steaming heap of crap his goddamn (and obviously horse-sized) mongrel left behind, but nooooo… not me.

Because for a moment I was seriously afraid some sort of monstrous mutant mole had broken through the asphalt and was now terrorising my ‘hood, but — phew! — it was just pooch poop.

A felt metric ton, no less.

Like, 10 meters from my door.

Motherfucks.

Post It #1

Wee hands: A baby gorilla grasps the hand of a caregiver at the Lefini Faunal Reserve. The center was set up to rehabilitate “bush-meat orphans,” young gorillas whose mothers are illegally killed by poachers for meat. Gorilla babies rely on the care and emotional support of their mother for as long as eight years.”_ I don’t know whether this is one of the greatest pictures I’ve ever seen or one of the most depressing — assuming the circumstances.

Jam recommendation: Cloudberry Jam, available at your local IKEA store. It’s swede-licious!

Simon leaving Yahoo!: “Last Friday was my last day at Yahoo!. I’ve had a fantastic time there, and will really miss working with Tom, Paul and the many other superb Yahoos I’ve had the privilege to meet.” Huh. So much for my dream to shake his hand when some day visiting the London office. (PS: He’s not talking about me, we don’t know eachother. Still…)

Finally, a good use for that new Vaio notebook

Funny or bad karma?

Puppy discovers the laptop.

Edit: copied the image to my server, bandwidth theft is bad.