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Caught this on The Transatlantic Sessions last week and was captivated by it. He sings with so much feeling and conviction, and it's a brilliant, deeply melancholy song. Having so many talented musicians joining in doesn't hurt either.
Defective Yeti is on brilliant form with Haircut 2.0:
They wouldn’t even give me a haircut at first; I had to go through a “consultation”. The stylist who drew the short straw came out and asked me a number of questions only slightly less than that found on the LSAT. To each I provided the same reply: “just do whatever you think is best.” At one point she even asked me if I wanted “a clipper and scissors cut or just clippers” and I explained that this was like me asking my grandfather if he wanted his email delivered via POP or IMAP. Haha, just kidding. Actually I said, “just do whatever you think is best”.
On the way home on the train, I saw a guy who looked like a builder, wearing dirty jeans, a high-visibility jacket, and drinking a can of Carlsberg. On the vacant seat next to him as a magazine called "Stylist" (no, I've never heard of it either) with the headline, "Are You Secretly Desperate To Be A Housewife?".
I found myself wondering if the magazine was secretly his.I've recently been having another look at reference managers, and my interest has been piqued by Sente. At the moment, I use Papers for searching for papers, auto-filling the bibliographic meta-data and reading them, then I export to BibTeX format and import to BibDesk. This works OK, but it doesn't really cover citing references and formatting bibliographies unless I'm writing in LaTeX: sometimes I have to resort to Pages (exporting/importing Word format) to collaborate on documents with colleagues.
A bit of perfect time: Mr. Bsag and I are sitting on the sofa reading, listening to Tallis and Byrd, with Bella nestled between us.
I'm watching The Aristocats on TV, which I haven't seen for years. There aren't as many good tunes as The Jungle Book, but this one is great.
A few of Bianca's many favourite sleeping places. The first picture explains why we end up with cat hair all over our bedlinen, while the second shows that Mr. Bsag is a big softie. He gave up his cushion for Bianca to sleep on the top of his studio desk, while he used a few layers of bubble wrap on his hard chair.
That is a really beautiful spider. I'm not usually a big fan of spiders, but jumping spiders are brilliant, and this one (Maratus volans) is gorgeous with all the iridescence. There are more lovely pictures of both the colourful male and the drabber female here.
I'm a biologist, an Apple/Unix geek, an audiophile, an avid reader and film buff, and an amateur (in both the inept and unpaid senses) photographer. I lived and worked in Oxford (the one in the UK, for any US readers) for 13 years, which was quite an experience. You can see some of the photographs I've taken around Oxford on my photoblog, Wings Open Wide. Currently, I live in the heart of England—Birmingham, Land of the Brummie.
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