the foobar zone

I mean, what are these goddamn news agencies talking about in their stories about a fire in a bus depot, that makes it necessary to bring in the terrorist aspect?

Looks like Jim Watson, Nobel laureate, has put his foot in it once more, this time for airing his views that black people are less intelligent than white. Oh dear. All scientists are nutters, aren't they?

So it appears that Alberto Gonzales' term in the office of US Federal Attorney General has come to a close. Ding-dong! Whatever about state-side, the only weeping done on this side of the Atlantic will be crocodile tears.

What with my recent move to Mac-istan, I'd really like to be able to ditch my last two remaining PC dependencies, namely Visio and an accounting package which generally works well and has some remote comprehension of the vagaries of the irish tax system.

The "Nigel effect" is a term I've heard used occasionally in the context of British businesses dealing with Irish businesses.

One in 10 web pages laced with malware - Google, screamed the The Register, in one of its characteristic gutter-press style headlines.

Now, you've always got to take El Reg with a pinch of salt. God bless them in there: sometimes they write stuff worth reading, but other times you're left scratching your head and asking yourself why in bejaysus they write such a load of complete bollox. Tabloid headline syndrome or something? Sure looks like it to me.

Off and on over the years, I've used a variety of email systems. Elm and Mutt were early favourites, and it took me until 2001 to go beyond text based systems. it wasn't that I had a great liking for text based systems, just that the GUI MUA's at the time were pretty trashy.

I'm a firm believer that it being 2007, it should be possible - nay, easy - to pay bills on-line using a credit card. So it's a little surprising to come across systems which don't yet accept credit cards on-line.

Fallon & Byrne is the latest in up-market eating experiences. Situated in the old telephone exchange in Exchequer Street, Dublin, there are three floors of gastronomic delights. There is an extensive wine cellar in the basement, and a restaurant on the first floor. The ground floor hosts a high quality delicatessen, with rows upon rows of temptation. Every time I go in there, my eyes engage in an orgy of indulgence, and to date I haven't managed to escape without at least a small quantity of delectable fare.