Another year older, and what do you get?

Welcome to 2008, my dears, make yourselves at home; smoking is permitted on the balcony but please note that the potted plants are not ashtrays.

I spent New Year's Eve with G, U and Famous Photographer (and of course Ralph though he played a rather small part in the proceedings): meat fondue, champagne and fireworks at midnight, red wine and conversation until 3am. Then into Second Life to say a brief "HNY" to anyone who might happen to be online, and ended up talking until 6am. Then to bed, only to wake with a start at 11:30.

Going to the office this afternoon to load up and configure U's new-to-her laptop, a 17" G4 Powerbook. I need to cook and eat lunch before then (getting slowly back into good and healthy routines) so this post will be shorter than many. There will be a summary of 2007 and a list of resolutions for 2008 in due course, and even a recipe for topinambour soup.

In other news everyone's favourite software company, Blogger, has changed something that breaks Safari: whenever I try to edit the template, to add a popup for 2008's monthly indexes, the browser crashes immediately. I shall try on my PC this afternoon.

And finally today's Dilbert is all too appropriate.