Good Night. Good morning. I guess I'm about half way through right now. This is the time of day when the eyelids get heavy, conveniently shielding the mind from the things that go bump in the night. It's probably for the best.

I've spent a few hours getting PyBlosxom running on this server. That wasn't hard. The hard part was configuring apache and named to point to the right places. By morning things should have propogated. While I'm okay being at mudshark:8004, I'd rather have that pointed properly to sapheron:80.

I guess a few comments are in order regarding the weblog itself. I doubt I'll have comments available. I'm not sure if I want this hassle. Besides, this thing is more of a diary for me than a means of communication to others. I don't mind sharing, but that's not my priority for this.

I'm finding myself more interested in social networks lately. I know that it's been and done for a while, but I like the idea of being able to find useful content easily. That will happen through two mechanisms: Publish/Subscribe models of transmission and relatable knowledge catagorisation.

There are much smarter people discussing this, so I'll leave my mostly-uninformed comments out of this for now. In the meantime, I'll go around collecing my information and see if I can spread it in some meaningful way.

In the meantime, there's a beach volleyball tournament tomorrow that I'm supposed to be entered in. Time for some sleep.

Good Morning. Good night.

I had a lot of hope put into this tournament. I'm still quite new in Auckland and I don't know very many people, so getting into this tournament should have helped to meet some people who have similar interests. There were two people who signed up as individuals for the social competition. Teams are 4 people.

Craig, who was organising the event, asked some people if they wouldn't mind having me on. They accepted, so I was set. The first game was a bit rough, but we won by 10 points or so. Just before the second game, one of the guys from the team I was added to asked me to stay off, and gave me back my entry fee.

I can understand why. They already had 4 and I was taking up space for them, and someone had to sit off while I was on. Of course, I was also pretty pissed off. I just wanted to get on the beach again. At least I had a decent 10 minutes of game time.

Afterward, I was talking to Craig again. I was hoping to get some information about a social beach league or when the next tournament was. As it turns out, there is nothing in Auckland. Nice big city, several times the population of Christchurch, and can't put together a social league. Christchurch has 2 nights of beach league. After the pro season winds up, there might be something. That would be February.

Not one to accept this sorry situation, I asked around with the other social teams to guage interest. Everyone wants a league, but nothing is there. When I finally got around to talking with Feline, she mentioned the league that is supposed to start in February, and had this attitude that anything I wanted to start up would be just getting in the way of that. I don't want to wait most of the summer for something that might happen. I don't think I'd care if I stepped on her toes. There are a half dozen teams that I talked to who want to play.

So when I finally bladed back into town, I came away with a lot of renewed disappointment about moving to Auckland. So far, the good things about moving here are negligible compared to the disappointments. Lost in the noise floor, actually. Now to turn that around and make something interesting happen.

Where is Lee Harvey Oswald when you need him?

I'm going to try to catch up on a few things for a while. Since I don't have the vanity website completely useful (at all?), I'm going to try to tuck a few things into weblog entries.

I didn't leave a lot of preparation time for Hallowe'en this year. Less than usual, in fact. Three days before the party I went to, I bought a flight to go to it. Just after I bought the flight, I found out about the party. Life's a bit funny that way. I flew down to Christchurch after work on Friday, caught up with Jo and Derek for a bit, made a costume (with a lot of help from Jo), went to the party, caught up with a few more people and flew back to Auckland. It was a lot of fun, but I wish I had more time to spend with people. But that's my own fault for bad planning.

As usual, Derek had his camera handy while we were working on the costume. He passed on a few of the pictures before I left again, and I'm hoping to collect a few more from other people as well. Have a look: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]