The Lair

It seems hardly credible to a person venturing towards the city - but there is only one pub in a 3 mile radius which serves something other than the ghastly Strongbow cider. So, I venture towards The Vic in search of Scrumpy Jack and discover that the Vic kitchens are closed. It’s 1325 on a Friday afternoon. On St. Patrick’s Day. And the kitchens are closed? Fer cryin’ out loud! Two quick pints later, I was out and about heading towards the Snack shack for some quick (and probably unhealthy) fodder. Vic, you’ve just made absolutely sure that I never step inside your premises for serious drinking. No good food in a pub = no point paying a return visit.

In other news, I’ve been making promises for so long that it’s about time I showed something for it… ladies and gents, the counter assimilation has begun.

I only get to work on it a couple of hours on Friday, so it’s still rough and ready - but the promise of a meta-meta-meta aggregator has now been fulfilled. Still, the site isn’t really usable till I move to a host with better (as in working) cron - so it’s just a screenshot-only deal. A few tweaks under the hood that I’m reasonably interested in, though. For once, I actually get to apply a (small) part of my real life NLP work while messing around with PHP and webby stuff.