Michael’s Scribbles: 2008-03-31

I carry a notebook in my pocket all the time – a Pocket Squared Moleskine at the moment. The way I use it is pretty much along the lines of PigPogPDA, but mixed in with more general journaling.

Yesterday, I had an idea – mark some of the notes as I go, and copy the marked notes to a blog post later that day or the next day.

So, I’m actually writing this entry on paper, with a pen (Pelikan M600). If you’re reading it, I actually got around to typing it up and posting it on PigPog. I’ll make the title something very simple, including the date, which should help make the typing-up process something that can be done without much thought.

A New Look for PigPog

Ever since upgrading to Drupal 5.x, we’ve just stuck with the default theme, with just a colour tweak to make it ours. I finally decided to take a bit of time to look at other themes, and found one I quite liked – it’s called Channel Nine (no relation that I’m aware of to the Microsoft thing). I’ve made a few very small changes to the theme, mainly to change the colours.

The idea of a theme without the standard ‘masthead’ top section was quite appealing, and this one seems to cope nicely with different screen widths, too.

As usual, I’ve tried to check things, but I might have broken something – please comment here if you spot something I’ve missed.

Squeewatch (warning – contains squee)

It’s been a long time since I had a bloomin’ good old fashioned squee in my blog. Mainly because as soon as I began acting like a recycled teenager I shifted my rock star squee to its own special spot. That was fine until a huge great bolt of squee hit me when I didn’t expect it. Why didn’t I expect it? Well, he’s not a rock star, he doesn’t have huge great floofy hair, and when I first clapped eyes on him, I thought he was an offensive chauvinist pig.

Then I saw him reverse his Cortina down an alley with a bacon butty dangling out of his mouth. I was hit by the second raise of his eyebrows.

Yes, count me among the ranks of women around the world asking…

Gene Hunt… why does he drive me crazy?

I could just about hold myself during Life on Mars – there, as imagined by the comatose Sam Tyler, Gene was as brutish as the aftershave he splashed all over himself, oddly fascinating but very much your archetypal 70s man.

Now, in the just-finished Ashes to Ashes the same man is (allegedly) imagined by a woman, and it’s quite a different story…

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Yeah. It’s even worse when he’s wearing the coat, as demonstrated here on Philip Glenister’s official site.

So what is it that makes the Gene Genie so damn squeeworthy? Is it Philip causing the squee? Well, although Mr G clearly is a fine looking chap, it’s more to do with his performance as Gene – presence, his humour, and the strength and passion in the character. It’s a primeval, animal thing, that need to have a strong man protecting the cave, and you know within five minutes of looking at him, that DCI Gene Hunt (aka the Manc Lion) will keep all manner of nonces and scumbags from your door.

Oh, enough attempts at justifying it. He just gives me the ‘orn.

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Ashes to Ashes was 8 hours of fantastic TV, filled with drama, humour and squee by the bucketload. Kudos to all involved, especially the aforementioned Philip Glenister and of course, er, Kudos. Roll on 1982!

Slimming World – 10th March, 17th March and 24th March

A quick general catch-up on my progress… still ticking away nicely.

10th March

A gain, as I predicted. Bloody hormones! Seems it can’t be helped and it’s just part of the journey and the joys of being a woman. Ho-hum.

17th March

Back in business the following week, though, with 3lb off.

25th March

Succumbing to the charms of the season (i.e. taking an evening off to eat a shedload of chocolate) meant that I was grateful for any loss, so losing a pound and a half was fine and dandy with me.

So, that takes my total weight loss to – 9 stone 8 and a half pounds. Very very chuffed indeed.

Back with a more in-depth post next week, but for now… the journey continues.

Slimming World – 25 February 2008 & 3rd March 2008


I’ve never been so proud to be called a Loser before, but more about that in a minute.

25th February 2008

Weighing in after my first full week back on plan after my short break. It felt really good to be back in business, and despite having a stinking cold, and succumbing to the joys of M&S sandwiches, I felt I’d had a reasonable week. Mr Scale, bless his little LEDs, agreed. I lost six pounds, which took my overall weight loss to exactly 9 stone. The break had done exactly what I hoped it would, kickstarted my weight loss again and put me back on track. And getting another stone off meant I had only fallen behind by one month.

This spurred me on for the following week, which was a big celebration.

3rd March 2008

This week’s meeting was another competition night. The wonderfully named Greatest Loser.

Another win!

So, yes. Proud to be a Loser. Ecstatic to be a loser. I took the opportunity to thank everyone in the group, and Frankie my wonderful Consultant, for their inspiration and support. And Michael joined in the fun by acting as chef for the night – making his wonderful Free Cheezburgers. Spelled that way because when he makes them I can has cheezburger!

Monday night was always going to be great fun regardless of what Mr Scale had to tell me, but his news only added to the night. I lost another five and a half pounds, which meant the weight loss being recorded for the Greatest Loser competition was a whopping…

Nine stone, five and a half pounds or 131.5lb or 59.6kg

What can I say? They’re good cheezburgers! I’m really enjoying the plan right now, taking a more relaxed approach to it all. I don’t obsess over the scales as much, and I am well aware that another little blip in the opposite direction is most probably just around the corner (it happens every 4 weeks or so thanks to my flippin’ daft hormones), but it doesn’t matter. What’s important is that I keep on plan and enjoy everything I have. And I do, whether it’s the cheezburgers or spicy potato wedges or the Brunch at Mad Hatters. So, onwards and downwards … the journey continues!