Entries tagged as Cuddly Toys
Nov 13: The Monkey Shot
OK, so I know I said Cuddly Toys wouldn't be appearing on the Oracle blog any more, but in the other place, but this is directly related to the conference.
It occurred to me as I was walking around the exhibition halls that I should try to use my influence as a blogger, which appears to be significant these days, to garner top quality swag. See, I don't really need any expenses paid or meet company executives before I'll say what someone wants me to say or advertise a company quite blatantly.
All it really takes is a monkey!
So, thanks to Maile Mulligan at Remy Corp for supplying the little fella at the front here.
As for the chap at the back, I had to speak to two of SGI's consultants before they'd let me have him (and that's why they're not getting a hyperlink!), but get this. He's a catapult monkey that you catapult across the room as he lets out a scream that becomes more disturbing the second and third times you do it! When I let Mads and my wee sister know about him, they insisted I had to talk to those consultants.
It took me a while to build up to it, so you owe me girls.
Should any other exhibitors want me to mention them on the blog, please arrange for me to win your iPod Touch prize draw or just show me a better monkey.
Thank you for listening to this commercial presentation.
P.S. Yes, I *am* disturbed, but I don't give a monkey's. Boom, boom!
It occurred to me as I was walking around the exhibition halls that I should try to use my influence as a blogger, which appears to be significant these days, to garner top quality swag. See, I don't really need any expenses paid or meet company executives before I'll say what someone wants me to say or advertise a company quite blatantly.
All it really takes is a monkey!
So, thanks to Maile Mulligan at Remy Corp for supplying the little fella at the front here.
As for the chap at the back, I had to speak to two of SGI's consultants before they'd let me have him (and that's why they're not getting a hyperlink!), but get this. He's a catapult monkey that you catapult across the room as he lets out a scream that becomes more disturbing the second and third times you do it! When I let Mads and my wee sister know about him, they insisted I had to talk to those consultants.
It took me a while to build up to it, so you owe me girls.
Should any other exhibitors want me to mention them on the blog, please arrange for me to win your iPod Touch prize draw or just show me a better monkey.
Thank you for listening to this commercial presentation.
P.S. Yes, I *am* disturbed, but I don't give a monkey's. Boom, boom!
Jul 22: A Fresh Start
Jun 2: A Cuddly Toy Writes ...
While Douglas lies sleeping, recovering from several nights of geek revelry, we'd like to take this opportunity to reveal the truth about that man's morals and reliability. (N.B. The Dog can use the laptop and is familiar with Serendipity's user interface, but be assured that he's voicing our collective opinion.)
Imagine how you would feel if you were a young cuddly toy. You hear that there is a unique conference to take place at Edinburgh Castle, in your home town. You haven't been allowed out of the house since a trip to the beach almost a year ago! Then life takes a turn for the better when you're told that you will form a key part of Douglas' presentation and will also be allowed to attend the Gala Dinner.
You'd be quite excited, of course.
We were brushed up, cleaned and re-arranged on the comfy seat in preparation for the arrival of an international speaker. It's a little unfortunate that he chose to discuss sport and servers in his blog, rather than our late night discussions together, but we quite liked him. He's ok. We found his accent a little tricky to understand until we started drinking vodka.
Then, on Wednesday morning, we all accepted that we would have to be locked in a dark suitcase for the trip to The Castle. It was a little strange leaving the comfy seat empty, but would definitely be worth it.
The trip was a little bumpy because of the cobbled streets, but eventually we came to a stand-still
and could hear the sound of projectors being set-up. Our moment had arrived.
Except it didn't arrive. We could hear Douglas speaking - something about DTrace, but who cares - and then he kept speaking (he's like that) and kept speaking and then just stopped. We were still in the suitcase. Then some strange Dutch chap started speaking about Dataguard. Then we realised that we'd been forgotten!! Apart from Flatcat and Alex/Pierre being plucked out for a few brief moments, thanks to our new best friend Alex, that was it!!!
We are fuming with rage. We have had enough. Those cobbled streets and the way we were crammed into that suitcase made it the worst 'day out' we've ever had. Gala Dinner? Well, we could hear some old man talking about Oracle (that's all these guys ever talk about) and could smell salmon and chocolate but that was about it. Enough is enough. Housemate of the Month? Forget it. We will not sell our souls to prop up this man's blog. Would you?
We realise we have a number of fans out there, but Housemate of the Month is cancelled. We'll review our position on the 30th June.
All our love.
Imagine how you would feel if you were a young cuddly toy. You hear that there is a unique conference to take place at Edinburgh Castle, in your home town. You haven't been allowed out of the house since a trip to the beach almost a year ago! Then life takes a turn for the better when you're told that you will form a key part of Douglas' presentation and will also be allowed to attend the Gala Dinner.
You'd be quite excited, of course.
We were brushed up, cleaned and re-arranged on the comfy seat in preparation for the arrival of an international speaker. It's a little unfortunate that he chose to discuss sport and servers in his blog, rather than our late night discussions together, but we quite liked him. He's ok. We found his accent a little tricky to understand until we started drinking vodka.
Then, on Wednesday morning, we all accepted that we would have to be locked in a dark suitcase for the trip to The Castle. It was a little strange leaving the comfy seat empty, but would definitely be worth it.
The trip was a little bumpy because of the cobbled streets, but eventually we came to a stand-still
and could hear the sound of projectors being set-up. Our moment had arrived.
Except it didn't arrive. We could hear Douglas speaking - something about DTrace, but who cares - and then he kept speaking (he's like that) and kept speaking and then just stopped. We were still in the suitcase. Then some strange Dutch chap started speaking about Dataguard. Then we realised that we'd been forgotten!! Apart from Flatcat and Alex/Pierre being plucked out for a few brief moments, thanks to our new best friend Alex, that was it!!!
We are fuming with rage. We have had enough. Those cobbled streets and the way we were crammed into that suitcase made it the worst 'day out' we've ever had. Gala Dinner? Well, we could hear some old man talking about Oracle (that's all these guys ever talk about) and could smell salmon and chocolate but that was about it. Enough is enough. Housemate of the Month? Forget it. We will not sell our souls to prop up this man's blog. Would you?
We realise we have a number of fans out there, but Housemate of the Month is cancelled. We'll review our position on the 30th June.
All our love.
The Boys (and Polly) xxxx
P.S. Our ironing board is best.
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