Adrian Tritschler's stuff
My website, an agglomerative mess, probably half-eaten by a grue
© 1984 - 2026 Adrian Tritschler
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Brambuk cultural centre (1/2)
Adrian Tritschler's stuff
My website, an agglomerative mess, probably half-eaten by a grue
© 1984 - 2026 Adrian Tritschler
Rainy Day in Gariwerd
A toss-up this morning between the Black Panther and the Emu Café for breakfast — the Emu won with the salmon savoury eggs on the menu.
Bad choice — no salmon! Bacon and Eggs instead, which came served on an icy-cold plate, together with bad watery coffee and a stuff-up with the bill. (This was the second time this month I’ve tried for salmon and eggs for breakfast, and the second time that it’s not been available — I’m starting to suspect a conspiracy)
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Kangaroo in the twilight
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View from the Kookaburra Motel
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Halls Gap skyline
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Pinkey Point monument
Friday, holiday
Listening to the new Death In Vegas track, “Hands around my Throat” on the radio, something in it keeps reminding me of “Fade to Gray” by Visage. Its bugging me, I’m going to have to try and dig up a copy and compare them.
Breakfast has been dealt with, its time to start packing, we’re off to the Grampians for the weekend. Maybe I’ll even manage to finish off the roll of APS film that’s been sitting in my camera since last year!
![Journal for [2002-09-26 Thu]](https://ajft.org/img/default2.jpg)
Journal for [2002-09-26 Thu]
Whoopee, I paid the rent. Nothing else interesting happened.
100 minutes per day
There are 1440 minutes in the day, roughly 100 of them I spend on my bike riding to and from work, 500 of them I spend at work. That one hundred minutes riding are far more enjoyable than the rest.
Speaking of cycling, I just tried to have a look around the CTC’s website — it seems to be gradually crumbling to pieces. I think if I were them I’d be tempted to just bin the whole thing and start from scratch.
Journal for [2002-09-24 Tue]
Yikes! We’re going away this weekend and I haven’t booked any accommodation. In typical lazy fashion I was relying on just turning up and finding some — forgetting, of course, that its the school holidays and the place will be packed. Frantic phoning around and I’ve found somewhere for Friday, for Saturday we’ll just have to trust in the patron saint of last-minute accommodation.
Maybe a challenge to myself: take at least a photo a day.
Bike path surprise!
Yet another “Bike Path Surprise” this morning — rounding one of the corners after going under Toorak road I found myself hitting the brakes to avoid running into the back of a very large council truck. I’m not quite sure why it was on the path, but it seemed to be ripping branches off the bushes on both sides as it passed. Maybe it was some bizarre kind of gardening experiment.
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My old steam engine lives!
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My old steam engine lives!
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Resurrected from my childhood
Journal for [2002-09-22 Sun]
It’s been tempting for a few weeks — ever since the old Mamod steam engine was dug out of the cupboard as part of the “Jack Entertainment Equipment,” we’ve been dying to fire it up and see if it still works! A bottle of metho. purchased especially for the job, a large clear patch of floor, some muttering and incantations over the half-remembered start-up procedures, a long drawn-out pause as we waited for the steam pressure to build up, then we’re off!
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Jack about to blow out Kath's candles
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Jack, with Kath's birthday cake
Journal for [2002-09-21 Sat]
I should have gone out cycling today, but somehow laziness just crept up on me as usual… A visit to the markets, brunch in the sun, there went the morning. The afternoon seemed to disappear quickly enough too, a hike up to Victoria street for some last-minute ingredients for dinner, and before we knew it was time to head home and clean up for visitors.
Dinner was a family dinner for Kath’s birthday — but don’t tell Jack.
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Journal for [2002-09-20 Fri]
Browsing around from place to place, I happened upon http://www.experimentalstuff.com/. An amusing name for a whole bunch of material available from Sun.
Sitting around this evening I found a couple of good ‘ol fashioned demos that will run on my WinXP laptop. Made me all nostalgic for the Amiga and all those old demos that sometimes sort-of half-worked, because I never quite had the exact same A500 or A1200 as all the demo writers.
Journal for [2002-09-19 Thu]
Yay! Monash has processed the change to my bank details… one more step on the way to dumping the Commonwealth Bank. Probably be another month before the other companies manage to process the automatic deductions — then I guess I find out whether the devil I knew was better than the devil I half know…
Oops … I saw a reference to David Brin’s web site, which reminded me of a book he’s written that I’d like, which reminded me of other books I’d like, which had me visiting Amazon.
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Journal for [2002-09-17 Tue]
…mumble, mumble… rode to work, spent the day at work, managed to install the VPN client despite the installation instructions, did battle with weirdnesses in the anti-virus software, rode home… Tuesday over.
…and as I go to bed, a bizarre drinking incident. An ice-cube — carefully placed in a small glass of whiskey — explodes violently, spitting whiskey straight into my eye. I must have offended the little-known god of whiskey and ice.
Journal for [2002-09-16 Mon]
The howling winds have ended, today’s weather installment calls for torrential rain.
There have been some upgrades on Bund, and I seem to be having problems with SSH and CVS — not sure yet whether they are temporary, or a sign that the cygwin SSH and CVS don’t want to play with the new Bund machine. I guess if they don’t work, then nobody will get to read this! Hmm, narrowed it down to cvs blah works, cvs -z n blah fails.
Journal for [2002-09-15 Sun]
stats. Distance 108.20 ㎞ 28.5 °C, winds gusting to 100 ㎞/h — yep, sounds like a perfect day to go for a bike ride. My one intelligent decision was to head north, into the wind, in the vague hope that this would make the ride home easier. Out towards Whittlesea on a dead-flat road the head-wind was holding me down to 18 ㎞/h, occasionally slowing to 14 in the stronger sections — on a good day you can average 30 along here!
Plan9 playings on [2002-09-15 Sun]
A little more success with plan9 — I’ve got it running on the two machines I can get my hands on, but not very successfully yet:
IBM Thinkpad T21 (helheim): Nothing I do can make the inbuilt ethernet card work. Identified as a 3com mini-PCI card, none of the drivers I’ve tried will work, and they all hang as they try to load. IBM P300GL (niflheim): A variant of the S3 Trio3D video is built into the motherboard – I remember problems in getting XFree86 to work for a while.
Journal for [2002-09-14 Sat]
A successful visit to the Prahran market — Spanish food and drink were on display, and despite the mindless spruiker with a microphone, we managed to taste an assortment of olives, oils and drinks, find a source of the Pedro Ximinez sherry that so took my fancy. The spruiker was a woman who seemed to have been lifted straight from a large department store — able to talk constantly, without actually knowing anything about the products she was promoting.
Journal for [2002-09-13 Fri]
For some stupid reason I woke up around 2 am and couldn’t get back to sleep all morning. I got up around four and read for a while, then tried to go back to sleep, but it was getting light and the birds were calling, so in the end I just gave up and got up early.
As expected, the batteries ran down somewhere around two in the afternoon — I groaned my way through the rest of the day, then came home for a later-afternoon sleep!
Spring weather
Cold again, and rain…and wind — Melbourne spring time.
Journal for [2002-09-09 Mon]
It was a dark and stormy night… and as a result, the rain and hail kept me awake for most of it! Clear and sunny by morning so I cycled in to work, then sat and watched the clouds roll in for the rest of the day, heavier by the hour.
A minor scare on the bike track this morning — just past East Malvern station there was an empty twin baby-stroller parked on the grass.
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Ghost rider in the sky
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Cowley Steam Traction engine at ScienceWorks
Journal for [2002-09-08 Sun]
Some bad habits are so easy to slide into — and so easy to get out of. I think its over two years since I last spoke to a very good friend of mine, we just got out of the habit of meeting or calling up. I wasn’t even sure if he was still living in Melbourne. In a fit of action this morning I looked him up in the phone-book, called up, and we’ve arranged to meet up on Wednesday.
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Double rainbow seen from the car
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Old ruins in Bridge road, Richmond
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Old ruins in Bridge road Richmond
Journal for [2002-09-07 Sat]
Richmond 3121 While walking up the street this morning and passing “the door that is never open” we noticed that it was open. Peeking inside shows a fascinating piece of Richmond falling into disrepair. The front of the shop has been boarded over for as long as I’ve seen it — probably four years at most — but there’s no indication of any development, any owner, or any activity whatsoever. I wonder how long its been like this, and what its future holds…
Journal for [2002-09-05 Thu]
I found myself struggling through some of the material on A List Apart — trying to find all those pages about style sheets and how to make them work in all browsers. Along the way I found a few typography articles and took to heart some of the comments about the poor old em-dash and en-dash, and their much over-used companion, the hyphen.
8212: em-dash 8211: en-dash 8220: open double-quotes 8221: close double-quotes 8230: ellipsis
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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