Well, I was going to write an entry about how I’m growing to really like Twitter. The idea is brilliant; Sadly, the implementation is not.
Aside from the much publicised recent outages, IM support still being turned off and SMS simply not working for me in the UK, today I discovered that my slowly growing network of followers has all but vanished.
and I’m not the only one. Over a summize, many people are complaining about this today. Some people are speculating that it’s only the spammers that have been kicked off. Well, in my case this is simply not true. I had about 18 genuine followers, and had blocked half a dozen spammers. I now have only six.
Hopefully this is a temporary problem. If not, I can see users leaving in droves to the new Twitter rivals, Pownce and Plurk.
When I grew up in Gatley we used t go to a great independent art-deco cinema. Sadly it closed years ago, and has remained empty ever since. No doubt it’s a listed building that his been conveniently left to ruin.
Well, now there are plans to resurrect it as a supermarket. Does Gatley really need another supermarket? Ignoring the HUGE Sainsburys up the road, and not so far away, Tesco, Morrisons, Tesco and Waitrose, there are already TWO co-operative supermarkets in the small village, plus plenty of independent shops.
What Gatley really needs is a nice, independent cinema.
I was chatting yesterday with my friend Simon about my somewhat late discovery of Yahoo! Pipes. I knew about it, I’d just never played with it. Pipes is ideal if you’re looking to create a mash-up from RSS feeds. Simon asked if Pipes were constrained by the Same Origin Policy whereby XHR requests are restricted to the domain serving the original page. I said I’d look into it.
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Last year Control was filmed on our street as Ian Curtis lived and died opposite our house, and it was used in the film. Great film it was too. I’d half expected to see Japanese tourists filing past the famed house, or maybe a blue plaque. I mean, Paul Young has a blue plaque outside the house where he used to live. But no, it’s just a small, innocuous terrace hidden away near Macc town centre.
Sadly, Ian’s grave hasn’t been left in such peace. As reported in the Machester Evening News, some sick, sad pillock has nicked his headstone!
Very. Sad.