My father is not of the web generation. He is a 65 year-old architect turned graphic designer who couldn’t give a flying flock about weblogs, but now has a corporate journal thanks to my pushing. Part of having a journal is commenting on weblogs which you find interesting, but that can bring up problems you [...]
January 11, 2005 – 5:24 pm
Tom Whitehouse, my sweet and eggplant shaped grandfather peacefully passed away in hospital today in Petersfield, one day before his 93rd birthday.
He was a sweet little man with more wrinkles than a bloodhound, long sleve shirts buttoned to the top, glasses thinker than the bottom of milk bottles, and a voice smaller than a shout [...]
Some people think my dad and I look alike, but although my dad may be a cute little English dork it is still not cool to look like your dad. _I mean he’s my dad dude!_ Then my father was sent this picture by his first wife of their wedding 30 years ago. Everyone at [...]
February 25, 2004 – 2:51 pm
Anyone who knows me well enough, knows I don’t have a drivers license. This often comes as a shock to most people, likening it to being illiterate. The truth of the matter is I know how to drive, but it’s the test I don’t know how to take. I have procrastinated so long in getting [...]
January 18, 2004 – 2:51 pm
I love music. Not only listening, but from 6 months old playing with sounds that I could make by fluttering my lips. I am by no means a professional, but more a lover of audio. I’m not sure where this love came from. My father is probably the cause, being a man who implored in [...]