Work is becoming an amusing list of "things to do", mainly system installs although I have to turn out a procedure document for closing down mailing lists. They run about 30 at work, for all different departments and interest groups. Apparently, lepidopterists are too busy chasing butterflies to actually use their computers and as such one of the lists has had no traffic since it was started and the 'owner' wanted it closed. Delete the list and dispose off the
bodiesmail aliases. Think I'll need to check through on a load of the list aliases as some of them may be missing. Oops!
Along with those there's the "amusing" task of geting an open-sourced apache webserver running with open-sourced PHP and coolstack MySQL. Damn thing keeps trying to use the wrong compression libraries. -L's, -l's, -R's, LD_LIBRARY_PATH's, LDPATH's, CC_OPTS', --with-zlib's, --with-zlib-dir's.. none of them seem to make a difference. Check the pcre/crle path, the library path.. nothing! Frus.. frus.. frus... frustration!
I'll get it sorted. Oh yes I will! :)
Anyway, EoD, jump on the toob, get back to base, have a quick spritz in the shower to wash the travel sweat off and then just recline. Now, there had been an inkling of an idea to sample
Departure but subsequent to the shower/recline my energies started to desert me. I posted a comment to attest to the same on FB and prepared for a QNI. Shortly after that posting La Saucia messages me about being trapped in a vortex of suck watching a load of pigs intestines rotting on the TV. So together, we hatched a plan, a cunning plan, a cunning plan as cunning as a cunningly cunning fox that has just graduated from cunning school. Ok, we decided to go to Departure.
So, off to Mornington Crescent tube, meet up with La Saucia and take the short hop, skip and a jump down to the Elixir Bar. LS was surprised when I told her it was free in as she'd reckoned that it'd probably be charging door tax. No, free in so we could go, see what it was like and if it wasn't "what was expected" could leave with no real cost. Got there, got in and hear a nice mixture of stompy old school industrial and the bouncy school of EBM (the stuff that came out before EBM just became a cause of repetitive headaches). Exchange 'howdy's with a few (No Psyche. You're hair isn't really "pink". It was probably just the colour wash of 'that' photo, mm'kay? :) ). Self and LS found a place to sit, chat and imbibe alcoholic unctions.
During the course of the evening, various people came and went. It was nice to see Clive again as I haven't seen him in a while. Saucia brought up the subject of
militaristic world domination a few projects that may be in the pipeline and also raised the idea of a trip out to Berlin at the start of September. She's thinking about making a group thing out of it so if anybody's interested just holler OK?
Now a real plus point (for me) about the staff at the Elixir Bar was when I asked them what bourbons they served. Expecting the rote answer of "Jack Daniels"[1] imagine my pleasure when the person serving pointed out that they had Maker's Mark and Woodford Reserve. Result! \O/ It is becoming an exceptionally rare event to find people who don't reply 'JD' when you ask for 'bourbon'. Big plus point.
Musically I think Departure was a pleasant veering away from the stock oompa-oompa "breakbeat/beat matching" pool of suck that a lot of the "electronic" nights seem to be. It also worked out as quite a busy night. Well done to the Departure team for scoring the venue and putting it all together.
So, after beer, champagne cocktails and a few bourbons the night wound down to end and we quit out. I left Saucia catching up with a friend of hers and joined
elijahtc,
combat_kitten and others (probably from the 'Holloway Massive') for the hike up the street to central
sCamden wher we all went our separate ways, or rather I jumped on a bus while they just dithered. *grin*
ION, regardless of what
certain sources may say... Happy birthday to
Big Ben, who first made themselves heard to the world 150 years ago.
[1] Please note: Jack Daniels is
NOT a bourbon. It is a charcoal filtered sour-mash whiskey ( American spelling, though not the official spelling. Go figure!). They even say that JD is NOT abourbon on some of their promotional material.