What's Up Doc?
TV is brilliant.
A quick half, somewhere between thought and action...
There are precious moments in this often miserable world where everything seems actually ok.
At the moment I'm sat watching a Patrick McGoohan directed episode of Columbo, which is a blinder. And if I so desired, and believe me if I didn't have the hinderance of a loving family to spend the day with I would, I could watch Mr Falk all day on the Hallmark Channels 'Columbo Weekend'.
God bless you Sky TV.
*In addition, I've just seen an advert for 'Monk' (that's the detective with OCD) where he's playing an Oboe over his mothers grave with Willie Nelson.
What a wonderful world.
The wide-ranging effect of technology on our lives is widely discussed. Porn and shopping tend to dominate, but there are things that astound me everyday that don't include Amazon or DP.
Today it's the New York Times' fight to get the city records of 9/11 published. A good dose of old-school broadsheet journalism mixed with the internet gets us to this.
It's absolutely riveting. Only a few years ago it would have meant a trip to a NYC library or a big fat hardback, but here I am reading it on my telephone.
This isn't a new or indeed original thought, but still makes me think we live in a far more interesting world than it can frequently feel like.
In a technological breakthrough for everyone at The Harbour I have bought a new even swankier phone, from where I'm sending this post.
This exciting development will mean that I can email posts in from all across the globe*
This is a great day indeed.
*1. However I'm sending this one while sitting next to my desktop.
2. Posts will get a lot shorter.
3. I will get mugged.