Month: August 2003

Well that is the first week of my new job over with, and I think I’m getting on ok. Starting working on some code yesterday, and seemed to find my way around that without too much difficulty. Now, if only the office had some air conditioning…

The Kensington Wifi Finder looks like an interesting gadget. It’s a wifi finder so you can just look at the lights to see if there’s a wifi connection where you are – without having to get the laptop out. Sounds cool… now I just need a laptop that is luggable…

On Friday we headed out to see Good bye, Lenin!. A fine and funny film, if you can handle subtitles or speak German, about the fiction a son has to create to keep the fall of the Berlin Wall from his mother. I hadn’t been to the Duke of York’s cinema for about 10 years, but I’ll be back there: the screen felt small (we were at the back of the balcony), but any cinema that’s licensed and sells cake is on to a winning combination in my books.

Afterwards we needed tasty, quick, cheap food in an uncrowded place. I thought we’d maybe get two out of those four on a Friday night, but we found them all in one go at Bombay Aloo. It’s an all-you-can-eat Indian vegetarian buffet. Like other people we’ve walked past it a few times and wondered what it’s like: it’s definitely worth trying. I’d eat there again without a second thought.

So yesterday I left Northern Atlas. Jeremy and I went in, collected the remainder of our belongings and then went, with Duncan, to Woodies Diner for a lovely, lardy lunch.

In the evening Richard and I met up with Jeremy and Kirsty and we headed down to Santa Fe for some 2 for 1 happy hour cocktails to start us off. The guys sitting next to us were obviously out on a mission to get drunk as fast as possible, and were drinking some weird concoctions (sambuca, creme de menthe, baileys with a shot of tequilla on the side). We got chatting to them, and all of a sudden they were going to buy us tequilla as well. We all turned it down, well, apart from Jeremy that is… who had a shot with them, and then of course had to return the favour and have another shot – this time of Bacardi 151. We made a quick getaway, whilst he could still stand, and had dinner at the Boardwalk before finishing the evening playing arcade games on the pier.