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Live Tube Map: X-ray of London’s Undeground
Like an X-ray of London’s underground system, the Live Tube Map from Matthew Somerville, uses a Google Map with a marker above every train on the system.
Swearing. Big & Clever. Part 4. The Sweariest Yet.
Regular readers of this blog, may be familiar with some previous foul-mouthed episodes.
Fried Chicken Wars in Shepherds Bush
For fans of fried chicken, Shepherds Bush (London, W12) is strangely blessed. By my reckoning, there are 12 KFC-alikes along the one mile stretch of the Uxbridge Road from Shepherds Bush Central Line station.
Null Customer Service
The personal touch. Recommendations. Using your web behaviour to craft a personally tailored experience, resulting in happy customers spending more time and hopefully more money on your website.
And then this is what happened when I logged into the Hilton Honors website, in theory to book a hotel room:
Using Iframes With Drupal’s WYSIWYG Module And TinyMCE
Impatient? Skip the pre-amble and go straight to the solution.
10 Bizarre Amazon Products (Insert Tongue in Cheek, Then Review)
I blame Twitter. After being sent a link to an intriguing product in the depths of Amazon, I got sucked into a world of bizarro goods and their reviews.
Check out ten of the best with a taster of their reviews. And make sure you’ve got nothing planned for the next hour or so.
Blank Page, Blank Screen, Blank Mind
It’s staring at me. A contest of wills. One that I can’t possibly win.
Who blinks first. Or rather types. Something. Anything. The bigger the document, the blanker the page. A sea of white pixels taunting me with their emptiness and the urgency of the document whose deadline is approaching or more likely just past.
Grauniad Typo Turns RBS Profit Into £44.7bn Loss
Believe everything you read?
Without The Internet, Prostitutes Would Have to Find a Pimp Called Craig Who Had a List
It’s been one of those days, in fact one of those weeks. Knee-deep
in unexpected documents that demand total concentration. Six pages of
contract terms and conditions. Anyone? No, I thought not. Much to do
before the fun stuff.
And whilst we’re at it, add a spot of
post-swine-flu cough (OK, OK, a chest cold) that’s slowly moving your
lungs from their rightful place to the open atmosphere, much to the
disgust of your colleagues. I’m a joy to be around, no, honestly.
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