Strange transformations
19/03/2004 11:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
izmeinaIckle Izzie is getting cranky. Been a studious little serpent and started typing the nasty auditing questionses BEFORE lurking in Cyberia. So now I get a few minutes of pottering and farting around before returning to the lair.
Just across the road from the Min of Fin is a Baptist theological college and tomorrow they have their annual book sale. Wonder if I should innocently ask for some Potters;)
Last year some one beat Iz to the copy of "HP and your child - what Christian parents need to know" or something equally intriguing and designed to look just like one of the regular series - the UK version that is.
I think I would much prefer to read Francis Bridger's "A charmed life" and this John Granger who I only discovered yesterday thanks to a link in a survey - that was particularly fascinating. Was thinking lots about it today - but will not be getting around to writing about it. Alchemy looks exceedingly interesting. And there was silly Izzie believing for so long that it was nothing more than a bunch of misguided dunderheads trying to literally turn lead into gold. Strange to say - it was after reading the Potter books and having some most peculiar experiences in the process that I began to suspect that things may not be what they seem on the surface. It reminded me of too many other stories and legends - not just Greek and Roman ones but the whole Christian thing too. (Iz is particularly fond of Voldemort's rather macabre version of the Last Supper - in his case I guess it was a First one after so many years in the wilderness)
I guess if your mind never gets past the base metals you've sort of missed the whole point of it. The stuff that Mr Granger said about 'Nigredo' and things falling apart in book five certainly was a most interesting and accurate observation. The poor bugger loses everything that is preciousssss to him - his fantasies of perfect parents, the place on the team, being the headmaster's pet...and so on and on - even the belief that the Dursleys are the dopiest dumbest of muggles.
There may be a better chance of getting some DeMello books. Iz always grabs copies of those. Can never have too many of them or the Dorothy Sayers book either. You never know when they may come in most useful.
Iz was surprised last year at the great variety of the stuff those folks read. Plenty of very good stuff about Buddhism and all sorts of esoteric religious and theological stuff - and of course lots of children' books.
This evening decided that it might be a good idea to upload the silly web page which was the first one we made in that internet technologies class last year.
The cute little snakie looking like a dollar sign never made it as it began life as a MF Word clip art thingie.
Never mind - will replace it with that very cute and ever so green Randall. Or so I thought.
Made the most annoying discovery that the Min no longer has Netscape only Evil Explorer as a web browser which means of course - no more Netscape composer web page editing.
Iz thought F...page was Baaaad but it was nothing compared to the gobbledygook excuse for code that is MF Word when converted to a web page.
Took centuries to find the stupid image link and needless to say tweeking it did not work at all. So the poor thing had to go. Iz could not work out at all how to be able to edit it with F page which - incomprehensible as it is - is nowhere near as unfathomable as the gobbleydegook that is supposed to be Word web code.
But bugger it for now - will find some time at the end of April when all the nasty assignments have been handed in.
By then will have found something suitably dark and evil.
It would have been so nice today to spend the sunset cheese and wine picnic at the beach reading the old Iz favorite "Prisoner of Azkaban" for the squillionth time - or getting on with the adventures of Gandalf and the hobbitses but instead had to settle for a dark blue gloomy tome on auditing.
Actually - it is rather interesting. Like solving a big puzzle and lining up all the usual suspects. Crunching the numbers until they squeal for mercy -so to say.
Now with Enron and all that - the new area of 'forensic accounting' is the latest greatest thing. Catching the crims by following the money trail.
Forensic accounting does sound fascinating if there wasn't the minor little problem of maybe one day finding yourself wearing concrete boots at the bottom of some harbor for being just a bit too nastily nosy.
Just across the road from the Min of Fin is a Baptist theological college and tomorrow they have their annual book sale. Wonder if I should innocently ask for some Potters;)
Last year some one beat Iz to the copy of "HP and your child - what Christian parents need to know" or something equally intriguing and designed to look just like one of the regular series - the UK version that is.
I think I would much prefer to read Francis Bridger's "A charmed life" and this John Granger who I only discovered yesterday thanks to a link in a survey - that was particularly fascinating. Was thinking lots about it today - but will not be getting around to writing about it. Alchemy looks exceedingly interesting. And there was silly Izzie believing for so long that it was nothing more than a bunch of misguided dunderheads trying to literally turn lead into gold. Strange to say - it was after reading the Potter books and having some most peculiar experiences in the process that I began to suspect that things may not be what they seem on the surface. It reminded me of too many other stories and legends - not just Greek and Roman ones but the whole Christian thing too. (Iz is particularly fond of Voldemort's rather macabre version of the Last Supper - in his case I guess it was a First one after so many years in the wilderness)
I guess if your mind never gets past the base metals you've sort of missed the whole point of it. The stuff that Mr Granger said about 'Nigredo' and things falling apart in book five certainly was a most interesting and accurate observation. The poor bugger loses everything that is preciousssss to him - his fantasies of perfect parents, the place on the team, being the headmaster's pet...and so on and on - even the belief that the Dursleys are the dopiest dumbest of muggles.
There may be a better chance of getting some DeMello books. Iz always grabs copies of those. Can never have too many of them or the Dorothy Sayers book either. You never know when they may come in most useful.
Iz was surprised last year at the great variety of the stuff those folks read. Plenty of very good stuff about Buddhism and all sorts of esoteric religious and theological stuff - and of course lots of children' books.
This evening decided that it might be a good idea to upload the silly web page which was the first one we made in that internet technologies class last year.
The cute little snakie looking like a dollar sign never made it as it began life as a MF Word clip art thingie.
Never mind - will replace it with that very cute and ever so green Randall. Or so I thought.
Made the most annoying discovery that the Min no longer has Netscape only Evil Explorer as a web browser which means of course - no more Netscape composer web page editing.
Iz thought F...page was Baaaad but it was nothing compared to the gobbledygook excuse for code that is MF Word when converted to a web page.
Took centuries to find the stupid image link and needless to say tweeking it did not work at all. So the poor thing had to go. Iz could not work out at all how to be able to edit it with F page which - incomprehensible as it is - is nowhere near as unfathomable as the gobbleydegook that is supposed to be Word web code.
But bugger it for now - will find some time at the end of April when all the nasty assignments have been handed in.
By then will have found something suitably dark and evil.
It would have been so nice today to spend the sunset cheese and wine picnic at the beach reading the old Iz favorite "Prisoner of Azkaban" for the squillionth time - or getting on with the adventures of Gandalf and the hobbitses but instead had to settle for a dark blue gloomy tome on auditing.
Actually - it is rather interesting. Like solving a big puzzle and lining up all the usual suspects. Crunching the numbers until they squeal for mercy -so to say.
Now with Enron and all that - the new area of 'forensic accounting' is the latest greatest thing. Catching the crims by following the money trail.
Forensic accounting does sound fascinating if there wasn't the minor little problem of maybe one day finding yourself wearing concrete boots at the bottom of some harbor for being just a bit too nastily nosy.
