July 2011
3 posts
June 2011
5 posts
scrolling
rob: found an interesting quirk .. not really a bug, since its more a product of a few different things working together
rob: I often scroll back to the top of browser tab before closing it
rob: not sure why, just a habit I picked up
rob: scroll wheel scrolls up and down, ctrl+scroll wheel changes font size
rob: on a touch pad if I flick at the scroll area it starts fast and slows down to no movement, even after I've lifted my finger
rob: so what happens
rob: flick flick flick, scroll to top
rob: ctrl-w
rob: as I hold ctrl some scroll events arrive
rob: font size changes
rob: usually just as I hit w
rob: tab closes
rob: but chrome is clever and remembers your font settings for each site
rob: so when I come back to that page if its one I hit a lot (usually facebook), its all in massive font
rob: and I'm all wtf
May 2011
5 posts
April 2011
11 posts
WatchI have a great idea. Lets stay out late, fill them with chips and see what happens.
I love God more than you
Me: Francesca, I told you to pick your clothes up.
Francesca: I was too busy.
Me: You need to be careful. If you don't start looking after your things I'll start taking them away.
F: I don't care.
Me: Really? So you wouldn't care if I took away all your nice clothes and shoes and you just had to wear the same boring trackie pants and the same crap shoes every day?
F: You can't take my shoes away.
Me: Yes I can.
F: Well it doesn't matter because there's one thing you can't take away from me.
Me: Oh really?
F: Yes. You can't take God away from me.
Me: I suppose that's true.
F: Yeah, because I love God more than you.
Me: Umm, well that's good. Now go to bed.
F: Ok! *skips away*
Francesca: Daddy, what does “pechuga” mean? Me: I dunno. Where did you hear it? F: I dunno, I think I just made it up. What does it mean? Me: It probably doesn’t mean anything. I’ll look it up. *google* Me: Oh. F: What does it mean? Me: *sigh* Its a Spanish word. It means “breast”. F: What? Me: Like “boobies”. F: I like Mummy’s pechugas.
[something my wife wrote for our youngest daughter, who turns two today]
To my darling Penny, on your 2nd birthday.
When I learnt of your impending arrival, I had no idea how you would fit into my life.
There seemed to be no room for you.
Not in our car.
Not in our house.
Not in our lives.
Not in my heart.
But time passed and my heart grew… as did our lives.
We got a bigger...
March 2011
8 posts
February 2011
10 posts
January 2011
24 posts
