Adrian Tritschler's stuff
My website, an agglomerative mess, probably half-eaten by a grue
© 1984 - 2026 Adrian Tritschler
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Caught being foolish
Adrian Tritschler's stuff
My website, an agglomerative mess, probably half-eaten by a grue
© 1984 - 2026 Adrian Tritschler
![Journal for [2002-12-21 Sat]](https://ajft.org/img/default1.jpg)
Journal for [2002-12-21 Sat]
Last night we decided on the spur of the moment to have dinner at Kanzaman, a Lebanese restaurant that’s up the street — optimistically, we chose the banquet for two… It was fantastic food, the same as the last time we were there, and there was even a visit from a local belly dancer to entertain the diners.
After sitting around lazily all morning trying not to get too hot — while the temperature climbed towards the predicted maximum of 36 °C — we headed over to visit friends for an afternoon barbecue.
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Dessert at Kanzaman restaurant
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Clean shirt, no dessert spills!
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Joey and the Kanzaman banquet deserts
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Journal for [2002-12-20 Fri]
Sunrise 5:57am (AUSEDT), sunset 8:37pm (AUSEDT) at Melbourne, VIC, AU (14:39 hours daylight)
Full Moon 6:09am (AUSEDT)
Monash: Last working day for 2002
Very strange weather this morning — quite warm, but foggy enough that we couldn’t see the city. It was strange riding to work in warm fog! Summer solstice too…
The last working day of the year — except for me, since I’m down as the volunteer to man the phones next week.
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Beer bottles at the 2003 Monash ITS Christmas party
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Mr IT Security
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The 2003 Monash ITS Christmas party
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Viking invasion of Nate's bouncy castle
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FLT vs Shared Systems; Nate vs Viking
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Gladiatorial games at the Christmas party
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Steve Dart on the bouncy castle, still wearing tie
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'No one under 6', the ITS Christmas party
Monash University ITS Christmas party
Sound, colour, excitement, food — it must be the annual ITS Christmas party. The time of the year when we must pretend that we’re all bosom buddies and all working towards the same goal…
A large array of inflatable bouncy-castles had been procured — probably at great expense — in order to ensure that all of ITS had “a good time.” There was a small bouncy castle, a jousting thing, a large slide, and a horizontal bungy-jump.
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West Richmond station
Site sights and stuff
Apologies to viewers using Microsoft’s Internet Explorer. After months of using Mozilla to view my own work I’ve just discovered that IE doesn’t correctly interpret the style sheets and leaves my photos hanging off the bottom border. A quick change from a <br> to an empty <p> and all is back in order…
This all came about because today’s Mozilla daily is badly broken — it won’t display anything at all.
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Rob, Pushpa, and a work-place cake
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Shared path, jogger ahead
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Abandoned car I pass every day
Journal for [2002-12-17 Tue]
Ow, Ow, Ow! I think I’ve broken a toe… Half-asleep this morning, I managed to kick the wardrobe door and get my toes jammed between the bottom of the door and the carpet. Toe is now an interesting purple colour.
For about a week now there’s been a dumped car at the side of the road in Oakleigh, the only odd thing is that the registration plates are still attached. It’s gradually increasing in entropy as people smash more and more parts of it… I wish I’d got a photo of it when it first appeared — a time-lapse sequence perhaps…
Journal for [2002-12-16 Mon]
One of my coworkers managed to absolutely amaze me today. I had no idea that supposedly intelligent people could come out with statements like:
“I just change my own car oil then pour the waste into a corner of my garden — it just soaks away…”
When I asked him about pollution, the fact that it drains straight into the storm-water and into Port Phillip bay, he just shrugged and said he just pours it into his garden…
Journal for [2002-12-15 Sun]
A hot day at last! Joey and I journeyed into the city to visit the Queen Victoria markets — something we’ve been meaning to do for ages. I’m not sure what was the most fun; looking at all the fruit and veges that we don’t need to buy, or wandering through the aisles of cheap clothes and complete crap that various dodgy-looking vendors try to sell. The funniest was a battery-operated toy soldier — I think he’s meant to be doing a commando-crawl along the ground, but to everyone watching, they looked like weird homo-erotic groin-rubbing motions.
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Tepanyaki banquet in the making
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Journal for [2002-12-14 Sat]
An invisible kind of a morning! After visiting the fruit and vege. markets, we dropped in for breakfast at Blue Heaven. Coffee arrived, the breakfast order vanished. After investigating, we got the breakfast, then were not charged for the coffees, since the order had vanished. Half an hour later, we called in at the bakery for a second coffee — ten minutes later it hadn’t turned up, so I enquired. The whole order had vanished.
Journal for [2002-12-13 Fri]
Maybe, just maybe, the weather is warming up for the weekend… I’m getting really tired of wearing my winter cycling top in the middle of December!
Richmond: 144° 59' 45.3” -37° 49' 41.6"
Clayton: 145° 7' 35.1” -37° 55' 26.3"
I’m bored, here’s a picture of my desk at Monash. Currently visible are all the bits of junk that I work with each day. Inspired by — and submitted to — the collection at http://snapyourdesk.
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My desktop at Monash work
Journal for [2002-12-12 Thu]
Wake up summer time! This is getting ridiculous — nearly three weeks of constant drizzly cool weather — it was 14.5 °C today at noon!
This afternoon I ran a bit of a sanity-check through my journal, my bike ride notes and my website. Still not sure who the intended audience is of any of these, my writing in the paper journal has dropped right off, some of it due to me writing more here, some of it due to less time by myself.
De-lumped
Woohoo! The mysterious lump in my finger has mostly gone away. I think I did the equivalent of the traditional “belt it with a bible” trick — running upstairs for a coffee, I managed to hit my hand against the door handle. Hurts like crazy, but the lump has gone!
Journal for [2002-12-09 Mon]
Bah! That’ll teach me to clean my bike — half-way to work this morning and it started to rain again. Yet another cold, grey, drizzly day. So much for summer time…
The Nigerians, the Nigerians… In what must be some kind of record, there are four Nigerian Business Offer scams in my inbox this morning! Its frightening that there are so many stupid gullible people in the world to make these scams work.
Journal for [2002-12-08 Sun]
Another day, another wedding task… today was the day of the cake. At least cake testing is not an onerous task, especially when it’s a great big chocolate mud-cake that you’ve decided on! Under quarter of an hour, into the shop, check the pictures, point to the preferred shape and decoration, wave arms wildly around the head and leave. Either we’re easily pleased, or we know what we like…
Jo’s movie with friends fell through, so the two of us headed into the city to see the Gleaners and I, something I’ve had on my “to view” list for some time.
Journal for [2002-12-07 Sat]
Woke to more rain and drizzle and a definite non-summer Saturday. Miraculously, our Christmas lights are still working, although four bulbs at the end of the strand are out of action and seem to be full of water.
A typical Saturday, coffee and scrambled eggs, the paper and the crossword, then a frantic dash up the road to the markets before they shut at noon! Lunch of fresh bread and delicious tomatoes, then a walk the full length of Richmond.
Summer weather headlines
Sydney is busy being baked by bushfires, meanwhile, monsoon in Melbourne… Adrian, keep your day job, that’s almost good enough for a sub-editor at The Age, but not quite.
Summer? Winter?
Summer … winter … summer … winter…
Wow, massive thunderstorms in the morning. Hail in the afternoon. Showers in between. Almost enough to make you want to stay in bed all day.
… and now a rhetorical question for all you motorists out there: If there was a straight, empty stretch of road, with free parking available along the entire length of it, not one other car in sight, and no restrictions anywhere, would you park across the cycle-path entrance, or would you park somewhere else?
Which bank?
Bye bye bank! Which bank, I hear you ask… the Commonwealth Bank. Too many months of too many bank fees, total inaction on their part to a request to change my account to a lower-fee type (today’s story is that paperwork has been lost). Walked into the office this afternoon, closed my account, walked out again. Nobody there was the slightest bit interested in why, or in persuading me otherwise. The final insult was when I asked to transfer the money from my account to an account with another bank, I was told “it’ll take seven to ten days, it’s a manual process you know.
About
ajft looking stylish and black
…The Owner
There’s not much more I can add to who I am.
…The Site
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.
…The ISP
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