Nov 2008
Job swap
Do you ever do that thing with your significant other
where you wonder what it would be like if you swapped
jobs for a day? Wife and I pretty much did that
today, with she on her second day of life as a
Futureite, and me on the first of three days teaching
some lovely folks at the company how to use Apple’s
presentation app, Keynote.
It was strange, going home together and comparing notes on our day that sounded like the wrong person was saying them; her concerns were all editorial, and mine were all about teaching, learning objectives and assessment. Still, it was fun, and I’m looking forward to the next two sessions – intermediate and advanced – over the coming days. (Picture included below simply because I think posts can look a bit bereft without images, but it’s just a static PNG; no free Keynote training for you, Jimbob.)
While you’re here, why not pop over to my ma’s Picasa page and witness the demolition* of my childhood home?
* It’s not actually being demolished; only the manky modern extension is being knocked down, and in its place a phoenix† will arise.
† A smarter new extension with lots of storage and an en-suite, I meant to say.
It was strange, going home together and comparing notes on our day that sounded like the wrong person was saying them; her concerns were all editorial, and mine were all about teaching, learning objectives and assessment. Still, it was fun, and I’m looking forward to the next two sessions – intermediate and advanced – over the coming days. (Picture included below simply because I think posts can look a bit bereft without images, but it’s just a static PNG; no free Keynote training for you, Jimbob.)
While you’re here, why not pop over to my ma’s Picasa page and witness the demolition* of my childhood home?
* It’s not actually being demolished; only the manky modern extension is being knocked down, and in its place a phoenix† will arise.
† A smarter new extension with lots of storage and an en-suite, I meant to say.
Oh hai
Look what happens when you search for ‘Phin’ in the
Future directory:
That’s right, people; we is a power couple. Tomorrow we’ll be skipping, hand in hand, to Future Towers, as Wife embarks on a new career that doesn’t involve getting up at 5:45, cleaning up spilled yoghurt, or threats of physical violence from sixth formers. Unless we’ve horribly misjudged PaperCraft Inspirations.
And yes, I’m a crap blogger just now. Pax.
That’s right, people; we is a power couple. Tomorrow we’ll be skipping, hand in hand, to Future Towers, as Wife embarks on a new career that doesn’t involve getting up at 5:45, cleaning up spilled yoghurt, or threats of physical violence from sixth formers. Unless we’ve horribly misjudged PaperCraft Inspirations.
And yes, I’m a crap blogger just now. Pax.
Take a closer look
I’m reviewing a little USB microscope, and it’s
feeding my macro obsession. Yes, the pictures it
takes are hardly medical-grade, but who can fail to
love something that produces close-up images of the
world around you. Wife, after spending half an hour
quite literally poring over her skin in minute
detail, proclaimed it to be the best piece of
technology ever; suck on that, Hubble. Anyway, I’m
still all full of mucus and can barely see the
screen, so here’s a little microscope quiz for you:
If you get them all right, you could win either a Mars bar or the chance for me to put three objects of your choosing under the microscope and have me email the images to you. In the event of a draw, the prize will go to the person who most specifically identifies each object. Wife, of course, is not permitted to enter.
If you get them all right, you could win either a Mars bar or the chance for me to put three objects of your choosing under the microscope and have me email the images to you. In the event of a draw, the prize will go to the person who most specifically identifies each object. Wife, of course, is not permitted to enter.
