The Lair

Well, if you wanted a reason why I’m no sports pundit - this would be a good one. Crowing about someone else’s misfortune is bad form; but given some of the dismissive English press treatment of the SL test team, a drawn series is pretty sweet. Not quite the Aussie beaters now, are we?

A few meetups since I blogged last… perhaps most intriguing (or unusual) was the Dapper Drake Release Party at Excel World. A slightly late appearance at the venue and for a laugh, I decided on a spot of stalkery. A relative advantage that I thought I possessed was that I had never been seen by the people there before - but I knew what they looked like. Logged onto the IRC channel - the free wifi was pretty darn fast too. Unfortunately, I was spotted and recognized by Anu and thus had to abandon my IRC stalkery midway. Foiled! It’s worth adding that I devised a much grander plan; but none of the other conspirators actually could be bothered to drag themselves out on a Sunday afternoon, so that plan pretty much collapsed onto bed and fell asleep.

The LUG meeting release party as a whole was rather strange to me - just a bunch of people clustered around a few tables with notebooks… the free wifi was good, but I suppose the biggest problem I had was that the place was an open area food court - lots of noise, passersby staring curiously at a bunch of people in funny tshirts and the lack of a real agenda. Free CDs by the boatload, but everyone (with the possible exception of myself) already had a Linux install running. Ever the person to make a fuss, I booted into Windows XP and plugged in my nice, large and comfy Microsoft USB mouse into my notebook. None of this Linux geekery for me - I use teh Windows. Somewhat shockingly (given the lengths to which the two camps seem to take their animosity at times), no one broke out the tar and feathers and tried to run me out of town.

Perhaps I was just sleepy after a marathon War3 session the night before…