I’d like to nominate DB13W3 for Most Cursed Connector. I mean, just look at that thing! Bonus: there were at least two different, incompatible, pinout “standards” for this thing, so there was no guarantee that a random monitor with this cable would connect to your workstation, even if it had the right port.

Mostly to make use of an animation I made for a different blog post that hasn't materialised, let me take a moment to explain to you the fundamental technical difference between 'streaming' and 'downloading'. Which won't take long... because there isn't one!

Today’s Hide And Seek With The Kids is brought to you by the Bishop’s Palace, St. David’s, Wales.

Cwm-yr-Eglwys, on the West coast of Wales. Time for a (bracing) swim!

I was happy to get out of the traffic jam and get some fresh air, but the dog is REALLY happy! Running, rolling, sniffing, jumping… so excited to be able to move around!

Off to Pembrokeshire on holiday I’ve had to stop near Cardiff to put some more charge into the car… which provides the perfect opportunity for the doggo and I to explore a nearby sports field and take in All. The. Smells. 🐶

This checkin to GCAARWW Green All Around reflects a geocaching.com log entry. See more of Dan's cache logs. After cycling into Witney on an errand, put a slight diversion in my return route to find this cache. Didn’t see anything at the coordinates so hit the hint, and there’s been enough fresh green growth here […]

This checkin to GCB4434 A Road Anarchy - A40 TB Hotel reflects a geocaching.com log entry. See more of Dan's cache logs. On a diversion from my cycle from Witney to Eynsham I came along the A40 cyclepath to find this cache. And what a cache! An excellent container perfectly suited to it’s hiding place. […]

Embarrassingly, it took until 2018 before Three Rings implemented pronouns in a way I could be proud of (and it's only improved since then!). But it still gives me a smug satisfaction, every time I see some hateful shit mock respectful pronoun use, to think how my software would respond to them.

When people started calling my personal mobile number with questions about a voluntary organisation I'm involved with, I was confused: we weren't sharing that number. It turns out that Google had decided to take the number I used to verify my identity for Google Business some years prior and start putting it in Google Search results. WTF, Google?

Shower thought for the morning was: why is cream cheese spread 'Philadelphia' called that? Is it from Philadelphia? (My box isn't, of course: it came from Ireland.)

Nope, it turns out that it was originally invented in New York in the 19th century and named for Philadelphia because Philadelphia, PA was at that point famous for its dairy industry. Just another bit of parasitic branding leveraging a borrowed association, like the Quaker Oats guy or the Rolls Razor. Now I'm wondering how many other examples I can find!

Off to London. BRB!

Paraphrased from a conversation in a Manchester pub last night -

Them: Your [dyed blue] hair is queer-coded, right? Like... you're telegraphing you're queer?
Me: I mean... I'm also wearing a pride rainbow t-shirt and my watch strap is a 'bi pride' flag. I don't feel like I'm being subtle.
Them: Nah. The hair's the giveaway.

A quick diversion from my walk back to to train station to snap a selfie at the GZ while waving a rainbow handkerchief. TFTC!

My sneaky hunt was interrupted when the fire alarm went off in a nearby building and its occupants spilled out into the street! Maybe another time.

This checkin to GC2MTTV Power to the People reflects a geocaching.com log entry. See more of Dan's cache logs. Not too busy here this morning so I was able to mount a proper search for the cache. No sign of the container, so providing a photo log in accordance with CO’s instructions. TFTC. My GPSr […]

What a truly spectacular cache. FP awarded, without hesitation. I've seen a similar kind in a library before but never with such depth, such a story, so voluminous a container, nor - let's be honest - so beautiful a building!

With an hour and a bit before my train departs I figured I'd hit up a few caches before leaving Manchester this morning. This was the first.

Highlights of yesterday's Goodbye Nightline Association party in Manchester: 👨‍💻🤝✍️🤞. Low points: 😢.

I'm in Manchester for the day for a social gathering related to a variety of the volunteering activities I've been involved with over the last, OMG-I'm-so-old, 26 years or so. After my train arrived I meandered via OK04B5 (nice to see the OC community alive and well here in Manchester!) to find myself some lunch, then dropped by this cache on my way to our event venue.

I'm in Manchester for a volunteering-adjacent social event and, not often seeing OpenCaches pop up on my radar, visited this spot on my way from the station to the venue. So beautiful to see Manchester acknowledge its part in queer history, and a beautiful memorial to everybody who has died as a result of the AIDS pandemic. TFTC!

Oxford Station. Catching a train to Manchester for a get-together in memory of the Nightline Association, which will sadly be closing this year (although individual Nightlines will doubtless soldier on just as they did before the Association). Carrying a big ol’ bag of Three Rings swag to give to basically anybody who expresses even the […]

What’s that, girl? Two children are lost somewhere in this bookshop? Yeah, I should probably find them and take them home for lunch.

This checkin to GCB61CG The witney way reflects a geocaching.com log entry. See more of Dan's cache logs. Came out to the park around the corner, and while the kids played in the play area the dog and I wandered down the lane to find this QEF. TFTC!

It's Europe Day, and Nebula/YouTube channel EU Made Simple has released a video, What If the EU Never Existed?, describing a chilling alternate-history of post-WWII Europe. Well worth a watch.

CSS is powerful and performant. Let's implement client-side list filtering (with the user's choice of AND and OR modes) in CSS, without a line of JavaScript.

Playing hide and seek in Kennilworth Castle. You’ll never find me! (geotagged for your convenience)

Never underestimate the power of people who are motivated by the good they can do in the world.

Today I was in awe of this team of unpaid volunteers who, having already given up their bank holiday weekend, worked through dinner and into the night to ensure the continued uptime of a piece software that enables the listening service of emotional support and suicide helplines.

Happy 25th birthday, geocaching.
I'm spending the weekend volunteering for a nonprofit I founded (it's almost as old as geocaching, at 23). We're staying in a hotel at N 52° 36.184' W 001° 53.869'. I've also gotten out to find a couple of local geocaches.

This checkin to GC7H5M9 Hedge your bets reflects a geocaching.com log entry. See more of Dan's cache logs. Found following a short hunt and a brief rummage after walking up the nearby footpath, with the help of a previous log which talked about crossing a fence (which I didn’t need to do, having come up […]