Car racing on the telly on a wee while. The annual Bathurst Touring Car 1000 km race. The TV network that televises it has announce the coverage will start at 7:30 am (race start is usually 10:30) and run for 603 minutes. Dunno where they get the mumbers from.

Theoretically, yes, Sno Leo could go on it, that's the OS it shipped with. But my 2011 MBP also shipped with it and now will not accept Sno Leo even on a partition or external drive.

The heaviest work it's planned to do with it is cropping & renaming pictures & splitting PDFs. At least she understands it's no powerhouse.

Just been woken up with a violent regurgitation episode. Gastric reflux rides again, time for the antacids that work. Will certainly need two, may have to chew four of the bugggers.

It's pushing 9pm, just thinking over what I've eaten today. Three cups of tea, a meat & vegetable pastie (left ½ the pastry), a handful of hot peppermints to stay awake while driving, a 750 ml bottle of strong iced coffee and a 700 ml can of energy drink. I feel I should be hungrier than I feel, if you catch my drift.

VAMPIRE!

Read a few books by an author with the interesting name of Hunter Goforth. Sounds more like an instruction than a name. So I checked the internet to try to find more. Turns out he's better known in the real world as Brad or Bradley Goforth but his true first name is Hunter.

Weird problem with Dropbox auto upload of photos. Client has a 32 GB SD card with only 1 GB used. His Dropbox allocation is the basic 2 GB. With only a single PDF occupying Dropbox, when he inserts the SD card Dropbox claims there's no more space. In the end I persuaded him just to use Photos app on his Mac.

Lying on my side in bed with the cat perched partly on my hip and also on the sore lumbar area of my back. Sort of like a furry hot water bottle with claws.

Several hours ago I was in an IRC chatroom for a UK-based weekly tech show to be released later in audio & video podcast forms. Then all the action stopped. Sound stopped, video froze, chatroom stopped responding.
The blasted cat had wandered in front of my chair and stepped on a switch controlling a 9-outlet powerboard into which the broadband router was plugged.
It took about six minutes to restore internet connectivity and in that time the entire stream & feed had died. Various comments in the chatroom claimed my cat had taken out everything, not just my internet.
Since then, I have repositioned to router so the power brick can be plugged directly into the wall socket, thus avoiding further feline shenanigans.