This is a leitmotif. You can only get away from it by scrolling down.
I make no claim at all to be a cartoonist (let alone a real artist). However, some people seem to like my cheesy little (mostly IT-related) cartoons, photos, and cheap sarcasm, so I figured I might start putting them together in the same place. That doesn’t mean you won’t find them elsewhere, though. You don’t escape that easily.
If you like I can has cheezburger or Gary Larson, or XKCD, or secmeme, you’ll be totally underwhelmed by this. On the other hand, if it raises the faintest suggestion of a wry smile, you might also like Parodies Regained, which stays firmly in my comfort zone (i.e. is almost entirely textual content).
I tweet everything I publish via @davidharleyblog, if you really can’t get enough. Be warned, a lot of the other stuff is Very Serious.
David Harley BA ex-CITP ex-FBCS ex-CISSP
Small Blue-Green World
ESET Senior Research Fellow
(See? Nothing to indicate any artistic merit.)
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…it doesn’t mean there are no witches.
Facebook is suggesting that I allow James Patterson to teach me writing. (Well, I suppose he has sold a lot more books than I have.) Apparently I can learn every part of his book writing process.
I wonder if that includes finding a co-author to do the actual writing?
I suppose I shouldn’t be snide about this: it’s obviously working posthumously for Robert Ludlum and Tom Clancy. Thank heavens it never occurred to Barbara Cartland.
According to ZoneAlarm, not always the most ethically irreproachable vendor, every 10 seconds someone is hit by ransomware. He must be getting really fed up with it.
Even the fake conference crowd are trying to drag me back into testing (again). Yes, ‘Making sense of comparative anti-malware testing’ sounds like a perfect fit for the World Gene Convention. Not. I’d have been more impressed if they’d picked up on my long-gone and rather peripheral connection with the Human Genome Project.
At least the repeated invitations to a dodgy forensics conference have some theoretical relevance to what I do now.
But seems that the Gene Genie has just picked up an article I wrote of Elsevier in 2009. Or, more probably, just the abstract.
F minus for effort. F double minus for ‘would you please respond to our earlier spam?’
Suggestions for an edition of Sesame Street presented by the letter K:
It’s not widely known that Wilson, the real star of Cast Away, not only survived his immersion in the Pacific, but went on to find happiness with a netball he met in LA. Here, by way of proof, is a photograph of one of their children.
I wonder what happened to that Tom Hanks bloke?
Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes: believed to refer to Greeks bearing gifts, but can be freely translated as “I’m afraid of Great Danes and Iron Ladies.”
Carpe Diem: fish of the day (HT to Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but I think I’d heard it before that)
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes: who spilled custard over Juvenal’s hipsters?