Another good day, with da Vinci on top
May. 19th, 2008 06:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stephbgAnother solid day today. If it weren't for a pre-arranged outing (see below) I could have gone the whole 8 hour day, although I did have some caffeination assistance this morning. Still, clocked up 7 hours chargeable today and that's an achievement still.
Sent off my tech writer talk for review and got some excellent feedback from R (thanks again!). Ah, feedback. Ironically, one of her bits of feedback was that I should emphasise the importance of feedback. How very post-modern.
Met up with Husband this afternoon to see the Da Vinci Machines Exhibition down on the Esplanade, just behind the train station. I say again the whole Esplanade/bus/train station situation remains deeply mysterious, and finding one's way down to the river on foot is not a welcoming experience in anyone's language. Here's hoping the new developments get it right.
The whole issue of signage--or lack thereof--is really starting to annoy me. OK, it started to annoy me a long time ago, but I'm starting to wonder about official letters of pointed feedback to Perth City Council. Perhaps Husband's daily exposure to tourists is starting to wear off on me. I certainly see plenty of lost looking souls on the Terrace, Hay and Murray streets, but they don't seem to make it any further south than that. Poor tourists.
Actually, Perth doesn't lack for signage. We've got a sign forbidding everything under the sun. Useful signage however...
The da Vinci exhibition was reasonably fun, with some amusingly dangerous interactive bits involving smashing hammers and flying balls. Insert joke of choice here. Very quiet, possibly even child-free. Bought a few cardboard models from theexploitation gift shop to test my assembly abilities. That shouldn't take long :-)
Also managed some administrivia this afternoon. Swept the front of the house (hey, there are bricks out there!); booked the car in for a much-delayed service; and contacted the kitchen guy for the last bit of tradesmanitis in the kitchen before it all becomes my responsibility. Gave someone a heart attack this afternoon by not only listening to phone spam but agreeing to a termite inspection as I'll be home tomorrow anyway. Can't hurt, and I refuse to be fear-tackled by the bug guy.
The plan for tomorrow is to write about variance analysis in mine business planning. Could it be that spreadsheets don't always reflect reality? Amazing. Ask me how.
Sent off my tech writer talk for review and got some excellent feedback from R (thanks again!). Ah, feedback. Ironically, one of her bits of feedback was that I should emphasise the importance of feedback. How very post-modern.
Met up with Husband this afternoon to see the Da Vinci Machines Exhibition down on the Esplanade, just behind the train station. I say again the whole Esplanade/bus/train station situation remains deeply mysterious, and finding one's way down to the river on foot is not a welcoming experience in anyone's language. Here's hoping the new developments get it right.
The whole issue of signage--or lack thereof--is really starting to annoy me. OK, it started to annoy me a long time ago, but I'm starting to wonder about official letters of pointed feedback to Perth City Council. Perhaps Husband's daily exposure to tourists is starting to wear off on me. I certainly see plenty of lost looking souls on the Terrace, Hay and Murray streets, but they don't seem to make it any further south than that. Poor tourists.
Actually, Perth doesn't lack for signage. We've got a sign forbidding everything under the sun. Useful signage however...
The da Vinci exhibition was reasonably fun, with some amusingly dangerous interactive bits involving smashing hammers and flying balls. Insert joke of choice here. Very quiet, possibly even child-free. Bought a few cardboard models from the
Also managed some administrivia this afternoon. Swept the front of the house (hey, there are bricks out there!); booked the car in for a much-delayed service; and contacted the kitchen guy for the last bit of tradesmanitis in the kitchen before it all becomes my responsibility. Gave someone a heart attack this afternoon by not only listening to phone spam but agreeing to a termite inspection as I'll be home tomorrow anyway. Can't hurt, and I refuse to be fear-tackled by the bug guy.
The plan for tomorrow is to write about variance analysis in mine business planning. Could it be that spreadsheets don't always reflect reality? Amazing. Ask me how.
