You've stumbled upon the Thranpages; home of idiosyncratic variety and curiosity.
The personal website may be dead to most, but I'm on a singular mission to bring it back.
Please Note: This website's contents represent only the opinion of its author (and anyone who agrees with him).
ACTIVE: Writ. Thransoft. WMW.
FORTHCOMING: RSRU, QOTD, STILLS.
My many misses at getting a piece of the blockchain.
A story from my university days of a run-in with the head of IT.
Sharing some things I noticed when reading the opening scenes of the Fellowship of the Ring.
There are few creatures quite as industrious as the bird. Their activities have always caught my eye. A number of their strange deeds are lodged in my memory and I've decided to share them here.
It is too tempting to rush through the lines of verse in these books. Yet I find even this one provoking.
Through my literary (and televised) travels, I've found a few facial related phrases.
I've launched a new section of the site: WMW, or Well Made Web. See it at wmw.thran.uk!
Railway buildings have been a steady decline since the end of World War II. This has culminated with Belfast's Weaver's Cross (or as I call it, Weaver's Loss). I give an impassioned plea for a remedy.
I had this vision that working from home would be bliss. Just me sitting in the room with nothing but the code. No distractions, no worries. Nothing would sidetrack the engineer from his proud handiwork. This wasn't to be so.
xdg-mime configure the default applications for opening file types. A situation has forced me to learn their use.