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In a bar on Saturday night, one of Lou's friends who sort-of knows me is standing next to me at the bar.

"You look familiar, Ronan, but I can't figure out why. What's your second name?"
"Waide. Ronan Waide"
"Waide... are you Waider?"

Much giggling on my part, obviously. He knew me from the Irish Linux Users Group, a gathering of which (funnily enough) was one of the previous places where someone had a "so you're Waider" reaction.
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Every so often I'm looking at a weather forecast, and I fully expect to see "WIND: NSFW" somewhere down the listing.
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TWICE tonight... well, the first one was a misread scrolling ticker on Sky News at the gym, wherein I briefly wondered why they were reporting on Nelson Mandela's GOTH birthday, which of course was in fact a report on his 90TH birthday. But the second, well, that was a typo - the Belfast Telegraph's "most read stories" page suggested that the shooting in Kentucky involved an argument over "googles". Which, if it made it into the RSS feed, possibly explains why it's in the top 10 most-read articles (it turns out that the argument was over goggles.)
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You may be drinking with some techie people if you say,
I still don't know what "persistent rebalance" means!
and everyone laughs.
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I clicked on a news story in my RSS feed that pointed to a page named "missing.html" on RTÉ's website.

I got a 404 error.
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Walking home in the rain with a sack of potatoes under my arm.

This being the 21st century, I had a laptop bag on the other shoulder.
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Many Irish placenames are more-or-less phonetic renditions in English of the original Irish; there are a few commonly recurring words, such as Baile (town), Cnoc (hill), Átha (ford), Béal (mouth, as in river), Cill (church), Dún (fort), Lí(o)s (fairy fort), Droichead (bridge) and Gort (ploughed field). Thus you get Ballina, which is Béal an Átha, or the ford at the mouth of the river; Drogheda, or Droichead Átha, the bridge on the ford; Lismore, being Líos Mór, a large fairy fort, and so on. The further west you go, the more you seem to encounter an endless stream of Ballythis (Bally being the general anglicisation of Baile) or Knockthat (ditto for Cnoc). This is most likely due to the fact that the land to the west being poorer, the English tended to push the Irish in that direction whenever possible (for example, Cromwell's famous threat to the Irish was something along the lines of "Go to Connaught, or go to Hell") so that they could have the good land for themselves, and in that land new towns sprang up with more English names. However, nothing quite matches the further reaches of the west of Ireland, particularly the pockets where Irish is still the native language, and the immediate surrounds of those areas; it's almost as if there's competition to see how many of the "standard" words can be put into an anglicised town name. Thus, you won't be hard pressed to find something along the lines of "The town of the bridge over the mouth of the river by the ford of the fort on the hill of the ploughed field that used be a fairy fort but now has a church", which, by my reckoning, should come out as Ballydrogheadballinadoonknockgortliskill.

If you get there, send me a postcard.

(For a more serious discussion on this topic, try IRISH LOCAL NAMES EXPLAINED. Me, I'm just being a smartarse as usual.)
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Three people, aged roughly late teens, early twenties, mid-forties, hesitantly calculating 200 - 4.

In front of a fully electronic cash register.
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As noted on the other diary, I've signed up my iPod to the TED talks feed, and have been working my way through the backlog of about 200 video clips - mainly on my commute to work. Some of them seem, at a glance, to be less interesting to me than others, but I've got the sort of nerd checkbox mentality that won't let me skip one. Which is why I found myself watching Ben Saunders talking about walking solo to the North Pole, and instead of the somewhat dry I AM EXPLORER talk I was expecting, I found a very funny, emotionally moving description of one man's crazy trek across the top of the planet.
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A few months back, I went to a doctor I hadn't been to before. In his surgery, I noticed that he had a Macintosh Cube, something I'd never actually seen in real life in the brief period they were available. And so I commented on it, and he remarked that he was actually thinking of replacing it with an iMac, but he was quite aware of the (admittedly nerdy) cachet of owning such a piece of hardware.
what happened next... )
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Problem of the day: speed of light insufficiently fast.
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Actually, I can't claim to have originated this. Somewhere along the line I picked up the word "fishslap", as in whacking someone across the face with a fish, a notional punishment applied via IM or other online chat for bad jokes, etc. When I wrote the office IRC bot for the company I worked for before my current employment, I included the following in its configuration:
   # the classics
   [ '^%b: slap\s+(.+)', '/me slaps %1 with a fish.' ],
Which, translated from my hacky Perl to english, says "if someone says, "bot: slap waider", display a message reading, "bot slaps waider with a fish". (%b was replaced with the bot's name, allowing you to have a bot named whatever you liked; the rest is just a combination of Perl-like back-references to identify the target, and IRC shorthand to denote an action performed rather than a statement made.)

The reason I mention this is that I recently saw a hotmail email which ended with the following:
Get fish-slapping on Messenger
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Seen on Ireland.com this morning: "Irish boxers off to Olympics". I guess we're mooning in protest or something.
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The Memtest x86+ website includes a note stating, "Due to a disk failure, I lost all users registered on the Memtest86+ mailing list since 1st July 2007. Please register again if you registered after this date."
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As previously mentioned, I've been going back through old LiveJournal posts applying the Web two-point-oh tags (and thusly building a votagulary); occasionally I stumble upon myself being sufficiently funny to make me laugh out loud, which fact I even commented on back in November 2004. Anyway, I am reposting an excerpt here from a December 2004 entry relating to a loaner car given to me by the garage repairing my own car, because it still makes me laugh:
The car is... fascinating. It seems to handle by suggestion, such as when I press the brake pedal, the car thinks about slowing down, and when I steer, the car makes suggestive moves towards the general direction I indicated. I pressed one of the preset buttons on the radio and the radio switched off for five minutes, then came on and flashed various backlights at me before eventually returning to normal - I presume something's loose there somewhere. The driver's side wing mirror is held on by several screws, which means that occasionally road vibration (and there's an amount of that) causes the mirror to drift out of the position I set it in, giving me instead a nice view of the skyline behind me. There's some unidentifiable goop on the dashboard on the passenger side, which I only discovered after dropping my GPS toy into it. I think it might be a long-discarded Fox's Glacier Mint. I scared the living daylights out of Eoin, who was half-asleep in the back seat, by turning on the rear wiper without warning him. And the front wipers sort of smear the mud and rain around the screen rather than actually wiping it; to this end, there appears to be a reservoir of mud at the bottom of the windscreen that they can drag across. I guess throwing a bucket of water over it would do no harm. Truly an experience, this car...
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[livejournal.com profile] ronebofh points out an amusing Google search result. All things being equal, by the time you read this it may no longer be true, but for now I have my brief moment at the top of the suckweasel charts.

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