Reading Habits of 2013

So I’ve been tracking the books I’ve been reading (via GoodReads) for the last year (started mid-January). In 2013 I read 52 books, or a total of 17,213 pages in around 341 days. That works out to about 50 pages a day, or a book every 6.5 days on average. (Mind you, those numbers are a little high as there are two books in that list I know I wasn’t enjoying enough to finish.)

My average rating is 2.81, compared to the community average of 3.84 for the same set of books, so that perhaps makes me a hard critic.

All 52 books are fiction — I’ve started but not finished a few non-fiction books this year, and none of this includes the copious amounts of technical and other articles I read from the Internet. (I even wrote a program to make it easy to download and convert web-site articles to a format suitable for my ereader for that very purpose.)

Yesterday’s check-up at the optometrist verified something I had long suspected: I now require reading glasses.

God I need a life.

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The Cat Terrarium

In the past our cats have had free access to roam the outdoors. It seems they abused this privilege though, to the distress of a couple of our neighbours who were either allergic or whose garden became a bird hunting ground. So as responsible pet owners we decided we needed to keep the cats contained to our property while still giving them an area outdoors to bounce around in.

After a bit of consideration we decided to cordon off the narrow part of the yard off the laundry door and up the side of the house as “the cat run.”

Here are the views of the run from each end (click on any image to see a larger version.)

View from the top View from the bottom

As you can see, containing the cats largely involved building a fence and a gate at the end of the area, and erecting some loose netting along the top of the fence to dissuade the cats from trying to climb over.

Netting along the top of the fences

Dissuasive as it may have been, the scheming little fur balls tested their new pen and staged several successful breakouts. The first was from the top of the water heater that provided a high enough ledge for them to jump clear over the netting.

Netting over the water heater and window

I first tried putting a spiky platform over the heater, and while the cat was nonplussed, he would still gingerly make the jump, so I ended up extending the netting all the way to the brick.

Next they decided if they can’t go over, they’d go under, so some netting along the bottom of the fence to discourage digging, and the run was escape proof.

Netting along the bottom of the fence and buried

Before I installed the cat doors, we were leaving the laundry window open during the day so they could come and go, so I made a ramp so they didn’t have to jump so much, but only one of them ever used it. And for entertainment, I made a climbing post up to a window ledge where they can look out upon the world, and wrapped some carpet around some support posts for scratching.

Ramp to the laundry window Climbing and scratching posts

Fitting the pet doors to the timber and security doors turned out to be surprisingly straightforward thanks to an angle grinder, a jig saw, careful measurement, and judicious use of a mallet to make sure everything aligned properly.

Inside view of the cat door Outside view of the cat door

So the cats are corralled, and it seems my cat herding days are over for now. A surprise benefit has been the cats hanging around the house a lot more during the day which is nice.

View from my office window

And as I work away in my office I get to watch the cats play and fight and skitter around outside my window. My own personal cat terrarium.

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By Any Other Name…

My Aunt and Uncle recently moved from Papua New Guinea to Vanuatu, and are learning Bislama, the local pidgin.

Pidgins can sometimes be a bit awkward, requiring entire phrases to get across an idea.

In Bislama, to mention a cave you would say, “hol long ston.” The literal translation more or less being, “Hole in stone.”

It can lead to some eccentric and terribly charming expressions though. A violin is a, “wan smol box blong white man, oli scratchem beli I singout gudfala,” and my personal favourite, a helicopter is a, “mixmaster blong Jesus Christ.”

According to Pacific Island Travel the phrase for “Piano” is, “black fala box we i gat black teeth, hemi gat white teeth you faetem hard i singaot.”

According to my Aunt, everybody just says, “keyboard.”

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Discovery of the Week: The Awesome Foundation

Last month I attended Ignite Melbourne where one of the speakers, Ross Hill talked about The Awesome Foundation.

The Awesome Foundation has about twenty chapters around the world, each of which provide monthly $1,000 grants to a someone in order to do something awesome.

There is a Melbourne chapter. Previous grant recipients include:

I love the simple, contagious, whimsical, tilting at windmills feel of it all.

Be awesome.

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