A donkey on the edge (Dug Falby - dug@pumpernickle.net - icq 41862641)  Dug is a designer. He lives in London, UK with Nicki and Clementine. At night he dreams of gold pencils, but in the morning he focuses on breakfast.

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Say goodbye to NetSol / Verisign > When a registrar gives away your name to a fraudulent applicant and then refuses to do anything about it, it's time to change registrars. I believe I put it like this in an earlier post...

Talk about a fucking meltdown — this is like santa coming 'round on boxing day to take your presents away

Internic maintains a list of accredited registrars. Go there now. Find a new friend and transfer all your domains.

Eating scorpions

So Nicki, at long last, has started to blog about her experiences with food. She's a professional food writer so was apprehensive at first, but it looks like she's settling in nicely:-)

She just returned from a cheese tasting thing in Cumbria, but her experiences include chomping on gusano de moriche (tree grubs) in Venezuela and crunching up scorpions in Beijing.

Thank you Nicki > I'm sorry sir, you're not on the guest list... For buying me the most stylish shaving mirror I've ever seen. Ok, so she did it to prevent me installing my grotty old one in our lovely new bathroom, but is it not the most amazing thing you've ever seen?

Kinda like the Imac of shaving mirrors...

Bob Dylan

(from Things I learned by watching TV over on the main site)

I first discovered The Band in my Dad's record collection and seriously got into them. Their good-bye concert film epic The Last Waltz was a pretty significant moment in my puberty-stricken years:-)

Well, until about five minutes ago, I had absolutely no idea that Levon Helm and Robbie Roberston played with Bob Dylan.

Rick Danko, Helm, Robertson and Garth Hudson went on to become The Band

Écoutez et répétez > I hadn't heard this in ages. When I was a kid we used to try and learn all the words...

quite a tongue twister;-)

Yam! Bam! mon chat Splash
Gît sur mon lit a bouffé sa langue
En buvant tout mon whisky quant à moi
Peu dormi, vidé, brimé
J'ai dû dormir dans la gouttière
Où j'ai eu un flash
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
En quatre couleurs
Allez hop! un matin
Une louloute est venue chez-moi
Poupée de Cellophane
Cheveux chinois un sparadrap
Une gueule de bois a bu ma bière
Dans un grand verre en caoutchouc
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
Comme un indien dans son igloo
Ça plane pour moi ça plane pour moi
Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi
Ça plane pour moi
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
Ça plane pour moi
Allez hop! la nana quel panard!
Quelle vibration! de s'envoyer
Sur le paillasson
Limée, ruinée, vidée, comblée
You are the King of the divan!
Qu'elle me dit en passant
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
I am the King of the divan
Ça plane pour moi ça plane pour moi
Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi
Ça plane pour moi
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
Ça plane pour moi
Allez hop! t'occupe t'inquiète touche pas ma planète
It's not today
Quel le ciel me tombera sur la tête
Et que l'alcool me manquera
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
Ça plane pour moi
Allez hop! ma nana s'est tirée
S'est barrée enfin c'est marre à tout casser
L'évier, le bar me laissant seul
Comme un grand connard
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
Le pied dans le plat
Ça plane pour moi ça plane pour moi
Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi
Ça plane pour moi
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
Ça plane pour moi
Ça plane pour moi ça plane pour moi
Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi

Just when you think you're sad > Someone else comes along... This person really needs to get out more;-)

Nadinne and the bathroom > I'm sorry sir, you're not on the guest list... Well, in just two weeks, our grotty hell-hole has become a beautiful designer bathroom — In fact, it's so posh I keep thinking that a guy is going to hand me a towel and expect a tip every time I take a slash, it's that posh. Oh, and a free pint if you can name the photographer on the wall.

None of the builders disappeared and so far nothing has gone too drastically wrong.

Now for the bill;-)

Beer > Yesterday I had a pint in Kilburn for £1.20 and a pint in Kentish Town for £1.45 — so how come I've been drinking in the West End?

Got some good news yesterday re work and taxes (more and less in that order).

R1150GS > Well, the bike leasing guy (Paul Preddy) has gone off to make some calculations re my lease... posting from his desktop (is that rude? one needs to use all the connectivity one can). So in a few weeks, the big yellow beast, becomes an even bigger black and yellow beast :-)

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Flash is evil  > readers may remember several posts on the subject of Macromedia Flash's resistible rise.

While my personal design philosophy remains the same it has always been (as regards plug-ins) that the good ones are great and if used appropriately, are welcome.

For a funny and much less level headed assessment of the destruction of the internet by the legions of vile Flash-wielding wankers, read dack.com

I've lifted this little pearl...

Maybe you have never seen e-commerce sites in flash, forms, chat rooms, but I can tell you they not only exist, but are in most cases superior, as they require less back end work from the server, thus making them more reliable

So less server involvement makes sites more reliable. I'm sorry, this isn't even funny...

Mahir Cagri > I wonder what he's up to these days...

These musings are ©dug falby

I've just been re-reading this site, and have realised that there are many mentions of "blogs", "blogging" and "blogger". I didn't want anyone to get the impression I am misrepresenting this site as being anything to do with Blogger - I should mention that this site has nothing to do with it, I just use the terms for their generic meaning (that is, meaning "web log" more generally). If you want to know more about Blogger, visit http://www.blogger.com/

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