Thursday, January 29, 2009

Days ticking by

Working late last night. 9pm. Remotely for the last bit, but still too late. My wife was fantastic. Proof reading for me, no complaints about the disruption to our evening, nor the lateness. She's great.

No disturbances from little one last night, so we got a full nights sleep. Even though we both still feel tragic, I think we're getting better. There are more smiles. It's been a tough couple of months sleep wise.

Tax tonight. An evening of forms and paperwork. Joy. Thanks to Jon for helping me out on this. At least this is the last difficult year. It's simple from here out. Unless I go contracting again!

That's London Bridge out the way, we're packed in and heading to work. Should be an interesting day. Major change going in to one of my systems, and, hopefully, some positive feedback to last nights efforts. We'll see.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

No post, no time

Running late, and Dexter kept stopping (glitch in encoding), so no time.

Only two more days of Dex, and then, I think, a break. More writing for a bit.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

A Tuesday dawns

We slept last night. No peep from little one until 06:50. Still going to bed too late / getting up too early; but uninterrupted sleep is a good thing!

I'm going to miss Dexter at the end of this week. Friday will have seen him as my companion for 36 journeys. I haven't got anything else lined up at the minute as my wife and I usually enjoy watching the same programs. It's only Dexter that, so far, she didn't want to see. Too disturbing.

So I'll have to think of new things to do next week. I'm thinking topic blogging, but so far I've only got a handfull of topics. Any ideas out there?

Failing that, a new program will have to be found.

Difficult dilemas in my life!

Tonight is a lateish one as we have a departmental meeting to remind us all how bad things are, but we're doing great, but things are tough, but we're toughing it out. Etc.

Other than that, clear morning, meetings from 14:30 until I go home. Joy.

Canada Water comes and goes, no one gets on, no one leaves. Work next, time to go.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Dexter

Watching TV isn't leaving much time for blogging. It's nice to break away and lose myself in a program, but I miss writing here.

Fortunately, it's the last week of season 3 which means I'll have to watch something different next week. I'll try and pick something shorter.

Weekend involved little sleep, huge amounts of cooking, and some other jobs. I got some clothes on Saturday, never that enjoyable an experience; however, 2 pairs of jeans, and 2 t-shirts will help bolster my ageing wardrobe.

Little one had a terrible night Friday. Waking at 01:30, and deciding it was party time. Finally slept, maybe, at about 05:30. Saturday night saw 2 calls in the night. Last night, finally, saw none. 

That's it we're at work. Time to get my head together.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Nothing to write

I went home last night, I ate, I watched a little TV, I talked to my wife, I went to bed.

This morning, I got up, showered, dressed, went to work.

My mind has been pretty quiet (read tired), so no profound thoughts.

It's Thursday, I have meetings, the weekend is a couple of days away.

At least my wife is home today. I've missed her and the little minx.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Here we go again

Slept well, but not enough last night. Monday saw a terrible night. So bad that I couldn't get up yesterday, and worked from home.

My wife and I are just dog tired now. It'll take many nights of good sleep to catch up. Which we see no sign of getting.

Last night, and tonight my wife and daughter are staying with my wife's parents giving me a chance to get a couple of nights. It'll make a dint, but I fear won't be enough. At least it'll be followed by a weekend. Bad nights, but late mornings.

Right, enough whinging. I'll talk about something else next time.

A frosty start

Cold one this morning. Wasn't expecting to de-ice the car. Still made the train.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

A change arrives - Barack Obama's inauguration speech

Barack Obama has been sworn in as the 44th US president. Here is his inauguration speech in full.

My fellow citizens:

I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and co-operation he has shown throughout this transition.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents.

So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.

That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.

These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land - a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America - they will be met.

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.

We remain a young nation, but in the words of scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short-cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted - for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things - some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labour, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.

For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and travelled across oceans in search of a new life.

For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and ploughed the hard earth.

For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn.

Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.

This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions - that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.

For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act - not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. All this we will do.

Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions - who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.

What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them - that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works - whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account - to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day - because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control - that a nation cannot prosper long when it favours only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on the ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart - not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.

As for our common defence, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our founding fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with the sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort - even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the spectre of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defence, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus - and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West - know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.

To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honour them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment - a moment that will define a generation - it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.

For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends - honesty and hard work, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism - these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility - a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence - the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.

This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed - why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than 60 years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have travelled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:

"Let it be told to the future world...that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive...that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the United States of America.

Monday, January 19, 2009

It was a wet and rainy Monday...

It's not often that I leave the house and it's raining. Considering that we live in a, supposedly, wet country, it's actually dry most of the time.

Had a good long (not long enough) weekend. Friday was my daughter's birthday, so we took her to an indoor play area. Essentially padded scafolding with some slides, she loved it. Saturday we tried to go and see some horses, but it was shut. Sunday, we had some garden play. In between all that we got some planting done, saw "Twilight", and I got my hair cut. A productive weekend.

My wife and daughter will be away three nights this week, so a chance to catch up on some sleep. I'll miss them, but short periods of quiet are good.

Who knows what work will bring. The "emergencies" of last week are over, time for some new ones.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

So, I wasn't working today.

So why am I on a train underground in London heading for Canary Wharf? Because of pointless beauracratic paperwork, that's why.

Happy, not so much. My daughter watched me get on the train, and then went home, put a man in her little choo choo, and said "Bye bye Daddy"

These were supposed to be her days.

It doesn't matter if I do my job or not, but because some senior manager can run a report and see if a box has been ticked, this is important. Is this what my life has become?

I'll be going home as soon as I can.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Can't write

Feel bunged up. Have too much todo before 2 days off. Mind not in the right place. Normal service resumes Monday.

Monday, January 12, 2009

A blustery sort of day

Windy and wet this morning. The train is packed, it was busy at the start and has deteriorated from there.

Variable sleeps over the weekend. Good, but not enough. We've had two late mornings, but late nights to go with them. Daftly, I got into playing "the Force Uleashed" on Saturday night, and continued last night when I should have gone to bed. Don't feel too bad this morning, but I could feel better.

Short week this week. I'm off Thursday and Friday as it's my daughter's birthday. Be nice to have a relaxing long weekend.

Didn't do much this weekend. Filled the time with jobs and chores. Friday night I came home and worked until bed time. Saturday, my wife was out in the evening, so I tidied up and played computer games. Sunday was more of the same. I did manage to get all the Xmas stuff into the loft, so that's one less thing to worry about.

Apparently, our extremely cramped train is approaching Clapham Junction. Woo.

Don't know what to write, don't know why I write it. It is approaching one year since I started doing this properly. Time to think carefully about where it goes next.

Friday, January 09, 2009

Tired and emotional

Having an easy to press button that discards your message without confirmation is not the best UI feature ever devised.

Didn't get much sleep last night. My daughter was up in th early hours, and my mind had much to process. Thankfully, it's Friday. A weekend is almost upon me.

An advert in front of me reads:

"That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet" Emily Dickinson
There's probably no God. Now stop worrying and enjoy your life.

A poster from the atheist campaign, it does psoe a thinking point. My mind today thinks there's probably no purpose to my job. I should stop worrying and enjoy my life. Why do we put ourselves through this? Essentially, my job boils down to keeping costs down so an institution that provides no real tangible benefit to life can make more money. And for this I travel for over 3 hours a day, take on a huge amount of stress, and put up with so much crap it's unbelievable. I bet I couldn't justify my life to, well, anyone really.

Good job it's the weekend eh!?

Time for some R&R.

Thursday, January 08, 2009

No time

Over-running on Dexter this morning. Glitch in the last few minutes took me time to fix. Already I'm just 3 minutes from work.

No time to get my head straight.

Good job I haven't got many meetings today. Up in the night, so a bit tired. Early mornings starting to take their toll. Oh well, 2 more days, then the weekend, then a 3 day week, then my daughters birthday. That'll be good.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

Cramped, therefore short

Can't move much as we approach London Bridge.

Things have got slightly better now.

Didn't get to bed that early, but did sleep through. Up again too early. Dragging my sorry butt to the shower.

Train only had 4 carriages, and they gave us no warning, so had to run half a platform for the train.

It was cold this morning, but dry, with no wind. It was snowing at 7 am. Quite pretty. Quiet.

Now at Bermondsey. No one gets off. No one can get on. It'll be the same at Canada Water.

Tired, but not too bad. Busy day ahead. Meetings throughout the day. Fun, if you like that sort of thing. The important ones are this morning. Everything else is filler. Or wheel spinning. We have meetings because we always have meetings. I've got work to do! Hopefully most of them are conference calls.

Canada Water is gone. Our destination approaches. Time for another day.

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Atheist bus campaign goes nationwide

Genius!

Atheist bus campaign goes nationwide | World news | guardian.co.uk

Life at the dark end

Things didn't go quite according to plan, but I did manage to get up at 06:20. Unfortunately, my backup alarm went off before the quieter main alarm, so it was a bit of a rude awakening.

I'm ok, if a little spaced, at the moment; but this will definitely catch up with me. Must have a proper early night tonight or I'll be good for nothing tomorrow.

Travelling in watching TV shows isn't leaving much time for blogging. Also, it feels a little weird watching a programme about a serial killer in a crowded train. Wonder what my neighbours think if they glance over at the wrong moment. Still, Dexter is an interesting diversion.

Fast approaching work. It seems to creep up on me.

I got so engrossed in the program last night that I rode the tube 2 stops past mine. I ended up paying attention at Swiss Cottage, and had to quickly get off and ride back to Baker Street. Wasted about 15 minutes.

Busy day, and the low headache is starting already.

Steve's Tuesday Morning View - 06 Jan 2009

First of the year, and I almost forgot to take it. Clearly the eight hours of daylight we're getting at the minute don't include 7am!

Monday, January 05, 2009

Same old, same old

Here we are in a new year. A traditional time of change, of resolutions. And yet, the same problems exist this week that were there last week. We're still too tired; we're still going to sleep too late; little one is still waking us in the night; we're still sleeping in too late to compensate.

It's going to hurt, but tomorrow has to lead to a re-adjusted lifecycle. Alarms will be set where I can't reach them from the bed. Resolutions will be made. Things will change.

Also, tomorrow sees the start of "Steve's Tuesday Morning View" a photo of the dawn taken at the same time every week. It'll be Tuesday to avoid Bank Holidays (and also because I missed it this morning). Something to look forward to.

This twitter thing seems easy enough. I'm following enough people to get enough reminders to update. This, plus the blog, and the picasa photo albums suits me. Facebook is fading as a pull now. I feel I lost contact with people for a reason, if I'm not in touch, why do I care about your latest drunken weekend? I'll keep it going for a while, see how it fares. Time is, however, precious, and I only have time for limited updates.

Time to focus, time to change, time to start doing something, and make some choices over what can't be done.

Friday, January 02, 2009

New Year, same week

I really should have taken today off. Having worked from home Tuesday and Wednesday, and then having Thursday off, today seems a real drag. My mind is having issues working out what day it is. It's amazing how important routine is.

Last night, convinced it was Sunday (even after a conversation 30 minutes earlier where I had mentioned doing the ironing because it was Sunday, and then realizing it wasn't) I washed my daughters hair. Poor thing doesn't like it at the best of times, but now she's had an extra turn.

We visited Kew gardens yesterday, and had a nice wander. Little one enjoyed it for the most part, but it was a little crowded for me and my wife. We finished up our New Year with "Quantum of Solace". A good film, but a little too fast paced in the action scenes at times.

Next week, I feel, is the proper start of the year. People will be back from holiday, and we can start working properly. Today is just one last chance to get the paperwork up to date. Joy.

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