Macs not bombs

It is, of course, a sticky question. When most people seem to agree that there's only one superpower left standing why should the UK government spend £25 billion on a replacement for Trident?
That's quite a lot of money, even if it were to come in on budget. Considering that there are 60 million people in the countries of the UK that comes to over £400 a head. More than enough for everyone to buy an Apple Mac Mini. Macs not bombs, I say.
But hang on a millisecond. That rough calculation assumes that Gordon is using the US definition of a billion (a thousand million). If he were using the traditional 'British' definition (a million million) that would mean a million pounds to most households (give or take).
That would be unthinkable, wouldn't it?

Bob Dylan. Cardiff, Wales.

Who could ask for more? A band and a sound that wouldn't be out of place in a David Lynch film - twangy bass guitar on lice.
My jaw dropped three times at soundscapes of lovely ugliness, and an utterly transcendental 'Watchtower' of Shamanic proportions temporarily disfigured my reality monitor. I kid yee not.
Thank you.

But you don't know what it is, do you Mr Jones?

A strange feeling of fresh chips hit me on watching last night's Bob Dylan documentary I taped off S4C this lunchslot. 'He's here' I mused, guessing that his Bobness's feet are now firmly planted on Welsh soil.
So the world's greatest living songwriter takes his name from the greatest poet of the 20th century before returning to Cwmdonkin Drive for one last whiff of Organ Morgan's riff off A Rolling Stone. Perfection.
See ya tonight Bob.

One more less

Michael Moore cannot even come close to the controversy, censorship, and just plain determination of Welsh rogue film maker Kenneth Griffith. Sad to say then, that Mr Griffith has died at the age of 84. Managing to tread a fine line between acting (Four Weddings and a Funeral, The Prisoner, Who Dares Wins) and incisive but provocotive film-making, he was a genuine one-off.
His films in turn were surpressed, banned, and canned by the left, the right, and TV companies alike. Now there's a thing.

Bill Gates insists he is not retiring...

While composing an email to a friend today I happened to type microsoft into my email. Helpful as ever, outlook decided to capitalize microsoft - hence Microsoft. Spooky, I mused.
Hang on, I thought. It doesn't flippin do it for my name though does it? Who bought the flipping software, etc etc. Actually I didn't say flipping but you get my French.
He's going to spend less time at the company you know. Watch those shares now.

Italics Wednesday

It seems that the only people with an interest in actually designing computers these days are those hip cats at apple.com.
Not just flushed with ipod domination statistics, but awash with a complete range of webcasting, bloggering, just plain mouthwashering lovelinessness.
Of course, now that they can run, ehem, Windows too we'll all want a shackful. You'll see.