From moist chicken to toothache

So yesterday started how a weekend should, in bed. I let the dogs out, Jamie went to work. We then all had breakfast, the dogs went outside to play. I didn’t have a great deal planned. Anyway, got up and then took the dogs out for a nice long walk, there was no sign of Sasha limping so I think her paw must be better. Came back and had lunch. Then I ventured out to Tesco’s, long time since I’ve been there. Picked up a couple of bottles of wine and a paper. Went to the pet store and stocked up on trotters.

Then I drove down to Cotham and parked up. Walked down into town, went to the m-shed and clocked up a couple of gromit’s then went to the centre and picked up a couple more. Walked back to the car and drove home. Did the accounts. Bought my helicopter study books, a dvd and an R22 student guide. That should be all the books and study stuff I need.

Then picked up by Shaun. We went over to Sarah’s for dinner. She spent the bulk of the evening with her fingers in a bowl of water, this wasn’t some kind of political statement, she burnt them on a pan. The boys joined us for dinner. They are at a good age now, where you can have a good laugh with them without having to keep your guard permanently up. The meal I must admit was far above expectations, we weren’t expecting such excellent cuisine, the chicken was beautifully moist, if slightly under seasoned. The carrots were beautifully erect. Much wine was drunk, much shit was talked. We got a taxi home and I went of to bed, fairly merry but feeling fine.

I woke up at about 7am, needing a drink, water that is. I turned over to find my sleeping partner was a small white husky. I wondered down stairs to find Jamie asleep on the couch fully clothed. Sasha was keeping an eye on him, sleeping behind the couch. He said he had a headache, no problem I wasn’t expecting sex. He came up to bed.

When we eventually woke up he announced he had toothache. I then had to research dentists, which is great on a bank holiday. In the end we ended up dialling 111 and then after 50 questions got through to a dentist. So ended up taking him to some grotty dentist in Easton where they drilled out tons of decay and whacked a temporary filling in it. He is fairly silly for not seeing a dentist for about a decade. We then went up to Jamie’s dads for a BBQ. I wasn’t really in the mood, it was full of screaming kids. In one small point of amusement the talk got round to our new dog, I showed grandad a picture of a gromit and said that was it, he asked how old it was. I had some cold meat and then we fucked off. Came back home and then went out for a run. Had a bath and now sat down watching the F1. Looking into model helicopters.

Now looking at expensive aviation headsets, it’s addictive

Work wise was a bit odd today, I was at a bit of a loose end waiting on a few bits from 3rd parties and internal. Ended up adding some debug triangle render code for one of our guys, he now wants to bear my children. It wasn’t a complicated job, just a hell of a lot of it, as it involves writing individual render code for DX9/DX11/PS3/360 and everything else. Still took the whole day plus a bit, but he was very grateful.

Skipped lunch as I wanted to plough on. Sasha isn’t happy at the moment anyway as she’s lost a claw, she has a very sore paw. So rather than walking we had a bit of a tug match in the garden so she didn’t have to move around a lot but still burnt off some energy. Jamie will take them both for a short disappointing walk later.

Not sure if I’m going to work the bank holiday or not yet, it’s tempting to work it so I can save the time up for more helicopter lessons.

I’ve paid the artist for the arcade cabinet design. It better be bloody good.

I’ve been looking at expensive headsets for the chopper, the basic ones I’ve been using don’t give much sound isolation. I’m not deaf but can’t hear as well as I’d like, talking to air traffic could be problematic. There’s an aviation shop at the airport so I may pop in there and try some out for comfort.

Wine time. Not sure what the weathers up to the weekend. Oh Saturday looks shit, but Sunday and Monday look okay, so make take it off after all. Will make a decision later in the weekend.

So only about 58.5 hours to go

Started off finishing off a few bits of work from yesterday. Then implemented some line drawing code, which was a bit of an oddity, but it was on my schedule as a bit of a request.

Walked the dogs, had a sandwich. Soon it was time to drive up to Staverton. Made it in good time. Met up with captain James again. He is now at a different company across the car park. Same sorts of helicopters. There’s always a bit of politics in these things and he explained it all to me, he’s made a sensible decision. I paid my money. What it costs for an hour in a chopper you could pass your driving test for and have a few quid for fuel.

Now this time I mentioned the slightly uncomfortable position I had last time reaching the cyclic, even though James is about the same height as me. Anyway, a cushion was found which I put behind me, this made every thing very comfortable (helicopters, well the R22 doesn’t have adjustable seats). I went through the start up procedure and fired up ‘Charlie Delta’ our chopper for the hour. James got clearance and we taxied to the heli-pad. We got flight clearance and then ascended to about a thousand feet. Then the collective was passed to me as well as the pedals. Then I was pretty much left to get on with it. I was just told to follow the M5 and then take the path of the estuary in a big loop and keep it to about 75 knots (86 miles an hour). Certainly this time I was more relaxed, I had a very loose grip on the cyclic and I got the hang of keeping it straight and level. It requires very small inputs, it does almost like to fly itself, with some corrections. Turning was a bit more of a challenge, you have to maintain height and airspeed, which is fun when there is quite a lag on the air speed indicator. I was taught to just keep the compass on the horizon and recognise what speed you are doing just be the nose position. This actually came quite naturally after a while and I was following the river without any problems. We did another power off auto-rotation from about 1,000 feet. I was in charge of the cyclic so had to find a suitable field in which to ditch it. It’s surprising how much time it flies for with no engine, just keep your airspeed up and all is good. We ditched in a field and flared nicely, dead soft landing. I took off and James demonstrated some of the flexibility of the aircraft, including some fun low level flying and buzzing trees as well as landing in an area about the size of my lounge and then doing a pure vertical take-off.

We returned to the airfield and it was off to some waste ground to practice some hovering. I spent about twenty minutes trying to keep it stable, I think the maximum I managed was about 15 seconds. It’s bloody difficult, but was a big improvement on last time. I need to practice more on the simulator. We parked up and had a bit of a chat. I need to get some rather expensive books and things and do some studying, as there are exams to pass.

I drove home buzzing. It was really good, bloody expensive, perhaps somewhat pointless but easily a life changing and fun thing to do.

I returned back to work and did the hours I missed, mainly doing tools testing stuff and fixes for 64 bit. Had a shower and ate salad. Yes I will be drinking tonight, haven’t had anything since Sunday. Torture porn night.

Oh yes, I’m booked in again for two weeks time:)

So my simulated hovering is still shit

Last night was a bit odd. Jamie came to bed at about 3AM, then started sneezing and coughing, then couldn’t breath. I went back to sleep and he slept in the spare room. Some sort of reaction to something. Doubt it’s dog hair, we’ve been surrounded by that for years.

I got up at 6:30 and took Sasha to daycare. I though the cleaners had arrived at 9:30, but it was a courier. Cleaners turned up at about 10. I drank coffee and did work. Nothing exciting work wise.

Picked up Sasha. Then took Dillon to the vet for his kennel cough vaccine thing, that was all fine. Apparently he is almost fully grown, even if he does have huge paws.

I was going for a run but it was pissing down, so fired up the helicopter sim instead and did a bit of flying and then some hover practice. I’m getting better, but I’m still fairly shit. I landed three times and crashed on each occasion, hopefully I’ll get the hang of it tomorrow, or this could be my last blog entry.

So finally booked to start the PPL(H)

Sweated like hell last night. That’s what happens when I don’t drink anything, my body get’s rid of all it’s moisture in objection. At one stage we took the duvet off and turned it over as it was so wet. I got bored at 6AM and let the dogs out and towelled off. The bed stinks, one day we may change the duvet. The cleaners are coming tomorrow, they may condemn it.

Work was back on doing what I was supposed to be doing, which is fine, except I’m waiting on bits from 3rd party companies which is always a bit annoying. Still plenty to keep me occupied at the moment.

Went out early evening and looked for a cache, didn’t find it, but did find the magnet. Then found another one and had another look for one I looked for previously, and still didn’t find it.

Made a phone call to captain Kenwright, who’s now moved companies to one across the car park. Still he seemed okay, so will happily stick with him. It’s £312 a pop. Multiply that by about 60, in fact don’t, it will scare you. Anyway, booked for a late one on Thursday, weather looks good then so should be fun. I get to fly all of it this time and do an off airport landing, last time I tried that I almost took a tree out. And then their’s hovering, probably the less said about that the better.

Sorting out the artwork

Got straight on with it this morning, although we were all up at about 5AM for a peeing session. I topped up on water, everything was fine.

Work wise I had a couple of issues to sort in x64, the first was just an alignment problem, the second more interesting turned out to be a compiler bug, fun fun.

Walked the dogs. Went to BodyCombat, that was hard work tonight, no combat next week due to the bank holiday. Came back and did some more work, got some fun stuff to do tomorrow. I’ve got two cuts on my fingers , which are rather annoying as it’s where I need to hold the cyclic, hopefully it will heal quickly.

Jamie is trying to sort out the artwork for the arcade cabinet, now we’ve finally worked out what options we are going to have.

“Can you cum on my face?”, “Do you mind if I have breakfast first?”

So woke up this morning having survived Jamie’s cooking with no ill effects. Mind you Dillon threw up on the floor, but he didn’t have any of it. Jamie was getting rather amorous but managed to get him out of bed long enough to let the dogs out. It then took further persuasion before I got my breakfast. Then I thought we were going for a full bumming session but instead was requested to cum on his face. Whatever, saves a lot of buggering around with lubricant (if I’m feeling nice). Fapping away is all well and good except when one of the dogs is starring at you, now I have trouble maintaining an erection just looking at Jamie, but when you have a dog with a massive head nicely sat by the side of the bed giving you evils, it does kind of put you off your stroke. Sasha has learnt how to cope with all this quite well, she dives under the bed, sticks her iPod on and listens to J.S.Bark. Dillon will learn, meanwhile much toilet paper was used clearing up the sticky mess.

I got up and cleared up the garden of dog shit. I then had two boiled eggs. Jamie was milking cleaning up the kitchen, which means most of it will need doing again anyway. I cleaned the spare bathroom and shampoo’d the vomit on Jamie’s carpet. I then dived out with my GPS and after a good start it all went a bit tits up, I walked for miles and only managed five. Came back and picked up the petrol cans. Popped over to Tesco’s and bought 85 litres. Bath time.

Five more Gromits found

Today it rained and was rather miserable. I’ve felt pretty tired all day so didn’t get up until quite late. Walked the dogs, probably wasn’t as exciting as they’d like but it was pissing down.

Had some lunch. Then started out on the Gromit trail again. Oddly I programmed in the wrong road on the sat-nav, so the one I was going for I was nowhere near. Ended up quite close to another one though. Drove round five in the end, where it continued to constantly rain. Picked up some crickets and a paper. Also ended up by Machine Mart, so popped in and picked up a new hose for the compressor. Visited mother.

Came back and fell asleep with Jamie. Actually fell asleep with Jamie and two dogs, who actually make pretty comfortable cushions.

Did the accounts. Paid the balance on the holiday and printed out the vouchers, so that’s all down.

Jamie is cooking tonight. This could be interesting. Hopefully the weather will be better tomorrow, or it may be time to do more work on the dining room.

The joys of 64 bit

A bit peed off that the laptop I was after in Tesco’s isn’t in stock and now the offers ended. Never mind, give it a week and they’ll have another one. Shopping arrived, it was uneventful.

Today I’ve been working on a 64 bit version of our current project. And at the end of the day (and it’s been a very long one), it mostly all works. There have been a few fun tasks along the way, sorting out scene graphs, various memory allocation issues. Anyway, it’s been quite good fun really. There’s still quite a bit of work to do on it, but will get it all going fairly quickly. I can then move on to what I’m supposed to be doing.

Went to pump. The view was greatly improved by a lovely young blonde called ‘Daryl’, he’s a dancer apparently. He can come swivel on my pole anytime.

Bath time.

Really must start choppering again

So now the teeth have been fixed. Next job is the arcade cabinet, which is pretty much in progress, just a few more things to get sorted. Once I have the final quote for that I think it’s time to start choppering again. Not that the weather will help with that at the moment.

Today has all been about 64 bit again, and scene graphs. Not a huge amount of progress made, but it’s a fairly complex area and there’s a hell of a lot of testing and iteration involved, so it’s a slow process.

Walked the dogs, they were fine, had a bit of a run in with Molly, but no issues. Even went for a run, partly in the rain, but quite pleasant all the same.

Now already for torture porn night, although tonight I think I’ll go for the drama.