Adrian Tritschler's stuff
My website, an agglomerative mess, probably half-eaten by a grue
© 1984 - 2026 Adrian Tritschler
© 1984 - 2026 Adrian Tritschler
The Big Five
The daily newspaper quiz asks what “The Big Five” in Africa are. I can’t quite remember, number one son asks what the name means, we tell him it was a list of animals hunters would like to kill. He claims that clearly one of them cannot be the giraffe, as there’s no way that you could mount a giraffe head on a wall because the neck would stick out too far… cue ten minutes of politically incorrect giggles at the thought of enormously long giraffe necks mounted in small rooms.
Where is the small allen key?
After the Gravel Grind ride last Sunday, or the corrugated parts in particular, one of my bidon cages has worked loose and the bottle has wobbled to and fro on my rides to work. Hunting around for the correct sized allen key this morning I found out just how many of them I have lying around the house… and shed. Unfortunately I think I’ve only got one or two of the 2mm size that these bolts are I was beginning to suspect that I’d carefully put them somewhere safe – so safe that I couldn’t find them.
post-ride aches
I really should give up on this idea of entering moderately hard bike rides and not doing any training. Relying on generaly fitness and my minimal commutes just doesn’t cut it! Today I’m a bundle of aches and pains, moving around the house like an old man and having trouble bending down to pick things up. The back of my neck and trapezius aches, probably from carrying the little backpack for the whole day.
Office birds
My desk in the new office is up against the window, only 2m away from a flowering bottlebrush behind the mirrored glass. Every day I watch the antics as pairs of lorikeets[1] and noisy miners[2] attack the flowers, ravens stalk around hunting through the garden bed below. [1] Rainbow lorikeet [2] Noisy miner
Coincidence around "The Meg"
A few months ago I saw a short for a movie and thought, hey, that’s the book I started reading last year some time. Sure enough, “The Meg” is a movie now. Sometime last year I was sitting in a coffee shop or pub or mini-golf place – I think – waiting for Jo & Cam and I picked up the only tattered paperback I could see – Steve Alten’s “The Meg” – got a chapter or so into it and had to put it down.
Panic!
Very strange. I’ve had my wedding ring on my left hand ring finger since around Anzac day 2013, I’ve never removed it since it was resized to fit. At some point this afternoon my right hand felt odd, I glanced down and had a momentary panic attack when I saw no ring on my right hand – thinking I’d lost it!
The birds, the birds!
After two weeks in Vietnam and Cambodia where we saw almost nothing in the towns except sparrows and a few swifts it was sheer bliss to be back at work listening to the lorikeets[1] shrieking outside the window, currawongs[2] calling from further away, and hear a kookaburra[3] on my lunch time walk [1] Rainbow lorikeet [2] Pied currawong [3] Laughing kookaburra
Almost sunny morning
No fog today and only light broken cloud cover. A pair of magpies[1] warbled and chortled at me from a park as a butcherbird[2] called incessantly in the tree overhead. Arrived at work and the lorikeets[3] are still screaming [1] Australian magpie [2] Grey butcherbird [3] Rainbow lorikeet
morning commute
Chilly ride to school and work, then got here and made the lift break down – I pushed the button, the indicator said it was at 3, 2, 1, G…. Then all the lights on the board went out and I heard it shut down. Waited a few minutes, pressed a few buttons, then gave up, hoiked bike up onto my shoulder and walked up the stairs to the third floor
There’s not much more I can add to who I am.
Vanity site? Technology experiment? Learning tool? Blog? Journal? Diary? Photo album? I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you…
I experiment. I play. I write and I take pictures. Some of the site is organised around topics, other parts are organized by date, then there’s always the cross-references between them.
Its all been here a fairly long time. Like the papers on my desk, or the books on the bedside table, the pile just grew… and it all grew without much plan or structure. I try not to break URLs, so historical oddities abound.
Long ago it started as a learning experiment with a few static HTML pages, then I added a bit of server-side includes and some very ugly PHP. A hand-built journal/blog on top of that PHP, then a few experiments in moving to various static publishing systems. I’ve never wanted a database-based blogging engine, so over the years I’ve tried PHP, nanoblogger, emacs-muse, silkpage and docbook before settling on Emacs Org mode for writing and jekyll for publishing. But the itch remained… I never really liked jekyll and the ruby underneath always seemed so much black magic. So now the latest incarnation is Org mode and hugo.