It's official. In two years' time, Cliff Richard will have officially outlived himself. Well, the stuff he made in 1958 anyway. That is unless the British government changes copyright law for sound recordings (they're not even called songs!) to protect the artist for his or her lifetime plus 70 years, much the same as written copyright is protected (such as, I don't know, the LYRICS of Cliff's songs?).

After his claims that he was going to eat the placenta, the chicken-shit coward that is Thomas Cruise Mapother IV didn't do it and said he was "joking".

1) Spork

For the last half an hour I've been skinning a goat. It had facial hair and everything. After putting his face over my own for fun, I received two written warnings:

I finally did it. I was tasked to convert the business logic in an internal application from Visual Basic 6 to C# 2005, for use in our new .NET application. I could have done it the "easy" way by upgrading the project to VB.NET first, and then using C-Sharpener to convert the upgraded project to C#.

The Franklin Players Community Theatre group began in 1962, and has been a staple of Johannesburg amateur drama since then (including being a founder member of SANCTA). I have been involved now for a little under a year, and as of 1 May 2006, my company will be hosting the Franklin Players website. It's good to know that I can offer something to a group that has helped me channel my creativity.

I trust everyone had a good Easter weekend. I consumed copious amounts of chocolate in my attempt to celebrate yet another commercially hijacked religious experience.

Google Calendar. No, really. It is awesome. Some might say it’s even fabulous.