I’ve seen some nerdy PC setups in my time, but this one is something else. Not only is this thing a desk, it actually IS the PC.

For more photos of this sucker, including a light up shot see the original website about:blank.
I’ve seen some nerdy PC setups in my time, but this one is something else. Not only is this thing a desk, it actually IS the PC.

For more photos of this sucker, including a light up shot see the original website about:blank.
Google are making changes to their Adsense in the next few weeks to allow you to update ad styles from within the management console. This means you’ll no longer have to open up Dreamweaver, notepad or remote directly into a server to edit the code. This is great because it means the Adsense ads will be as easy to update as Affiliate Window’s widgets and CJ’s pools, giving more control from a single place.
I’m looking forward to this. I need to change all of my ads to incorporate full custom channel reporting so I’ll wait for this new system to roll out first.
I’ve noticed the Dmoz monkies have been removing my sites from their grubby little database of late and wanted to remind them that I still have the Transformers the Movie website Transformersthemovie.com listed.
If they are out on a mission to remove all of my sites as I suspect then they’ll need to remove that one too.
Come on Dmoz, jump to it!
It was revealed yesterday that plans are afoot for UK schools to give the parents of over weight kids a letter telling them they are fat.
I’m wondering if this has been thought through properly. I mean, first off how demoralising would that be for the kids? The teacher gives them a letter to hand to their parents that reads something like:
Dear Mr and Mrs Lucking,
It has come to our attention that your child Adam is fat. Please stop feeding him chips.
Regards,
Stoke Comprehensive
So you see? That’s not going to fill the kid with confidence. Secondly, do they not think the parents are aware their kids are fat? Where do they think all the pies are going?
Stupid bloody government idea.
This looks like it hurt some. He has his mother’s smile, don’t you think?

Originally from the time wasting website about:blank.
Finally I have a data pack with my phone! This means at long last I can access my email wherever I am, and more importantly I can access Google from anywhere. What does this mean? It means I can cheat my tits off in pub quizzes, and how.
As a test last night during a quiz I wasn’t playing in I accessed the big G just to check an answer to a question. Sure enough, in less than 20 seconds I had the answer on my HP Smartphone. Awesome.
I shall be putting the plan into operation this week sometime and will let you know how it turns out. Go go Team Internet!
I’m going to be posting a video about this in coming few days as part of Google’s Adsense contest, but I wanted to mention it now as it’s got me really excited. Last week I switched on my computer for the first time in a few days to see I’d had my best ever day on Wednesday for Adsense earnings, then again Saturday I had my second best ever day.
The reason for this sudden and welcome increase in earnings? Well, there’s two reasons. Firstly I changed one of websites last week to go from using ASP to WordPress, meaning it was faster and all of the pages were search engine friendly. The main reason though was I changed my highest traffic website from having a dynamic ASP front page to being a static HTML page that I update every few days with the latest content.
This means that the page loads far quicker, increasing page views, ad views, clicks and of course earnings.
That’s one of the things I like about Adsense, as I’ll talk about in the video this coming week, you can increase your earnings dramatically with minor tweaks to your websites.
Yesterday I drove my friend to his mother’s funeral from Leeds to Hereford. The trip itself should have taken around 3 hours and he was to give one of the opening prayers, so with the funeral beginning at 2:30pm we set off just before 10:00am to give ourselves plenty of time.
With the course successfully plotted into the satnav we set off, expecting to get there nice and early. However, as we travelled down the M6 I was all set to pull of onto the M5 when the satnav disagreed with me. Hmm, Maybe Hereford is a little more Eastern than I though and it knows a shortcut. I Gave it the benefit of the doubt.
Then we passed Coventry. That’s odd, I thought. It wasn’t until I saw a sign for London that said 80 miles, and then glanced at the satnav that also said 80 miles to the destination that I thought ‘hang on, something’s up’.
Insistent that the correct address had been entered we nonetheless pulled into the services to get some petrol and to ‘double check’ the destination. The fact that these services were at Watford Gap should give away the next part of the story.
Sure enough, Hereford was not our destination. In truth, we were quite literally on our way to Wembley. Wembley stadium in fact.
Oh shit.
Quickly entering the correct postcode found we’d been travelling in the exact opposite direction for some time, and our trip was now estimated by the satnav to take a further 2 hours 20 minutes. The funeral was at 2:30pm, it was now 12:40pm.
Ah… this posed a problem. There was a very real chance we going to miss the funeral.
Not bloody likely. What I am about to say does not in anyway constitute a confession as times and speeds may be exaggerated for the purpose of a good story 😉
… that said, I set off with what I considered the first genuine excuse to drive like I often drive, only this time with interest. I had to make up 30 minutes of a 1 hour 50 minute drive. I have never driven so fast, or so aggressively in my life. Again I stress these numbers may be made up so as not to incriminate myself, but with my friend’s family receiving distressing calls about our ETA suggesting we would miss the funeral by some margin I managed to get my car upto and beyond 120mph on the M6, rising to 135mph on the M5 and M50.
Remember my disclaimer about the speeds. This is not a confession.
With the seemingly impossible target of 2:30pm and an initial ETA of 3:00pm we tore up the road the likes of which I’ve never done before. I even got stuck behind a tractor as we approached Hereford.
Suffice to say we arrived at 2:29pm, just enough time to run into the Abbey before the start.
It was dramatic to say the least, but there was no way in hell I was going to be late for Maria’s funeral. Not a chance.
Of course if I’d had the BMW Z3 instead of the Celica T-Sport we wouldn’t have made it. The Z3 won’t do 135mph. Thanks to Toyota for making that all possible!