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My website, an agglomerative mess, probably half-eaten by a grue
© 1984 - 2025 Adrian Tritschler
© 1984 - 2025 Adrian Tritschler
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.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 floorLXRA progres
Lovely and sunny, with scattered cherry pickers…lots of scattered cherry pickers. Bike path is open to Huntingdale, but if anyone in SE Melbourne is looking for a cherry picker, I know where they’ve all been stashed. At Huntingdale a bit more of the bike path is open, lovely straight path, goes between the car park and station platform all the way to the bus interchange then vanishes with a “Cyclists dismount” sign.Perfect timing!
Leaving the office I walked across the hall to try and fill my water bottle before riding home in 35°C heat. The light on the door card-access reader was green… until I got a metre from it when there was a loud click and it locked, requiring card access, but only to the staff who work in there. No water for meThere’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.