I have an announcement to make…

After many years of research, I have finally cracked the secret to the ultimate hot chocolate.

I took the boys into the city today for “Wicked Sunday” – the Melbourne Food & Wine Festival’s celebration of coffee. And ’twas there, children, that I stumbled upon the magic ingredient – Chocolateriaâ„¢ San Churro. The secret, I have discovered, to the perfect, hot, thick, to-die-for spanish hot chocolate for “churos” is to use the very expensive powder from Chocolateriaâ„¢ San Churro, with milk, and be prepared to stir it on a low heat in a saucepan for about 15 minutes. But, oh! Children! You will not regret this discipline, I assure you. TO DIE FOR.

In other Sunday night news… I just discovered by accident that if I click the scroll wheel on my mouse, Vista shows all of the open windows evenly arrayed across my monitor. h00t!

I still can’t figure out how to get my Google Desktop searches to open in Firefox instead of IE. I even tried uninstalling and reinstalling GD today but didn’t help. Goddamn IE!

In other Google frustrations, as my Gmail account is now 96% full, I tried to upgrade to Google Premium tonight, only to find that in order to do that I need to point my domain name MX record over to Google. Obviously cannot do that sir, as I am not the only citizen of TPN to be using it. So I’m scratching my head trying to figure out how I give the nice kids at Google my $50 for one of those 10Gb email accounts. If anyone knows the answer to my dilemma, please pass it on.

8 thoughts on “I have an announcement to make…

  1. Hi there,

    I’m writing a book about doing things literally (taking lots of phrases and sayings literally) – from literally taking a bull by the horns, to painting the town red literally, to getting as drunk as a lord, to going to Hell (http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?f=q&hl=en&q=hell,+norway&layer=&ie=UTF8&z=12&om=1&iwloc=addr) and back, etc, etc.

    The reason I’m writing to you is simple – I’d like to live the life of Reilly, literally. I don’t know anyone called Reilly – so I’ve just had a forage on Google for Reilly’s in London and found you. I’m not sure exactly how you live the life of Reilly. I had been thinking about just trudging around with a Reilly for a day, but I think in order to literally live the life of Reilly, I would have to take a Reilly’s place in some way. Any thoughts? It would have to be something a little remarkable, as it’s supposed to make it into a book.

    If it does fill you with dread, and sound all too weird – not a problem, I’m sure I can have a rummage for another Reilly! And apologies for scaring/confusing you. But if you’re open to letting me live the life of Reilly, it should be quite fun.


    Paul Parry

  2. I love hot chocolate!
    Unfortunately I can’t drink them because they give me the mother of all stomach aches. I occasionally have one anyway but somehow they never seem to be worth it later.

  3. Hmmm… did you have to change anything to get that Vista mouse click thing to work? It just activates drag-scroll for me.

    Drag-scroll is probably the most useless invention in the history of windows.

  4. Ben – no mate, just works.

    Molly – cuz I’ve already been publishing my address as the TPN domain for the last 2 years.

    Mim – That’s weird. Can you eat chocolate without the side effects?

  5. yeah chocolate is fine. I’m lactose intolerant. Not very badly intolerant just enough that a hot chocolate makes me feel ill. Lattes and cappuccinos seem to be alright its just that extra milk that does it.
    Fortunately processing removes a lot of lactose so I can eat cheese to my heart’s content.

  6. Clicking the scroll wheel in XP does the same for me. I think its something to do with the latest intellipoint drivers.

    With the GMail thing why not create a subdomain and point the MX records for that to Google. Shouldn’t stuff anything else up.


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