Happily Imperfect
Happily Imperfect
Gordon McLean
Hi, I’m G. Father, husband, feminist, ally, skeptic, blogger, book reader, geek. Always sarcastic, imperfect, and too cheeky for his own good. He/him. 🏴
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I’ve signed up. On Sunday 9 May 2027, I’ll be taking on the shortest route: 40 miles (65 km) with 2,823 ft (860 m) of climbing. I’ve ridden it before, although the 2021 edition ran in the opposite direction after the original event was...
Ahh those heady days of the internet, blogs were everywhere, some were about to get book deals and TV series, and there I was on the periphery (as always) quietly commenting on the sites of many of those who were making waves. It was a...
Matt creates and designs some great apps, they are thoughtful, and considerate of the user. The fact his latest Micro app is called ‘That Guy’ suggests, with a subtle wink and a nod, some knowing on his part about what he has created...
I’ve had my Gravatar account for a long time —18th January 2017, something I managed to find by exporting my data and querying the JSON file included (which only gives the UNIX timestamp)— but I’m about to close it. Why? Because it...
I’ve made a few tweaks to the Mac menubar app I vibe coded the other day. Sidenote: I really ick on the term vibe coded. But what else would I call it? Largely driven by a change to the BBC Radio 2 lineup with Sara Cox now (finally)...
I’m blaming the heat, but I have lost all motivation for writing. I’ve mentioned in the past that I’m writing a novel, and I’m at the stage of saying the rough draft is complete. So what I need to do know is read through a chapter, make...
We are currently looking to get a new washing machine. Looking online at the usual big stores and every single one has an awful AWFUL website experience. These are large companies who are typically owned by a large conglomerate who...
Every now and then one catches my eye and I have one of those little “oh yeah, I have tattoos” moments. Then I start to think back on not just why I got it, but who I was when I did. Most days I barely notice them. They’re simply part of...
This little site is doing the rounds so no doubt you’ve seen it linked to already. If not, why aren’t you following Kottke? The premise is simple, leave a short recording with your location tagged on the map. Why? Well the creators say:...
For those of you in the UK. Do you remember who got the coveted Christmas number 1 slot in 2009? Do you remember how it came to be? I ask only because I randomly saw this post from my own blog. Thanks for reading and keeping RSS alive....
Jack and I were away for the weekend in Vera (our motorhome). We stayed at the very lovely Blair Drummond Campsite. Yet I bet most people who read the title of the post presumed I was going to talk about the nearby Safari Park —I will in...
Life Notes Busy busy at work, which has dominated most thoughts this week. Vera MOT passed thanks to my father-in-law having the tools, know how, and bloody mindedness to replace the failed headlamp unit. What a faff, but what a hero!...
That ship has sailed. It sailed years ago when we all happily leapt on to Facebook, then Twitter, and before that Google already had all our data anyway. We willingly, naively perhaps, made ourselves the product. Tech will always tech,...
Many years ago, when I was single and had money, I bought some lego kits and then —for reasons I can’t really recall— went on an eBay splurge on some Lego Minifigures. I don’t think I was trying to build a collection, just realised that...
This was the title of a post I’ve had stuck in draft for a while. It was also the post that got the most ‘votes’ to be written and published, which was handy for me as it was almost done anyway. Revisiting old drafts is always an...