Adventure Rocket Ship

(Second title-triv quiz of the day, pop-pickers.)

... So I went for a bicycle-based potter up the hill (It's Bristol. You've a choice of down the hill and then up a different one, or up the hill and then, er, down a different one).

Discovered yet another best-avoided boozer on the way to the mildly disturbing wedding shop. Which was mildly disturbing.

Crikey. Jimmy Young was from Cinderford. Soon we will discover that the the entirety of post-war English popular youth culture was a sinister experiment dreamed up by a shadowy cabal of Free Foresters. (See also Joe Meek)

Last night[1] in the Llandoger Trow, halfway through the Christmas boat-based pub crawl, I chanced upon a woman wearing a striking red-and-white houndstooth coat. She looked like she'd just been delivered by RadioSpares. I would have taken a picture but I was mostly incapable and her partner looked like the sort who'd fail to get any joke that he'd not made up himself.


[1] I say 'night'. I think it was early evening. We started at 2pm in the Nova Scotia.

I should be dead of a hangover, but after years of getting several other peoples' at once, I've managed to learn the trick of offloading them myself. To whoever's got mine: Thanks. I had a splendid time.

I'd been wondering idly about the startling cost of Voda's international roaming and the cheapness of O2 ditto when the mobile went off (if you've heard my phone ring of late, it's an appropriate simile). It was a fellow from O2 who wanted to know if I'd like to 'upgrade my contract' or similar consumer-jabber. Since I've not bought 'service' from them for a year, it was a splendid reminder of what a useless shower they are. Chances are they'll ring again and blame The Computer.

Anyway. That Johari thing. When I first viewed one at the start of the weekend, it looked like a reasonably well thought out device. However, by the time I got around to building one myself, the swerver was groaning under the load and the hard of thinking were already denouncing it as 'just another meme' (Tools not responsible for who believes in them, etc.)

Some Google (not proper research, I admit) appears to show that it's terribly popular with management/training shops. Now, anything that smells of management is rightly suspect, however this page sounded interesting:

When Ingham and Luft first presented "The Johari Window" to illustrate relationship in terms of awareness, they were surprised to find so many people, academicians and nonprofessionals alike, using, and tinkering with, the model. It seems to lend itself as a heuristic device in speculating about human relations.

So it seems to me that an interesting application for the thing (in strictly LJ terms at least) would be to ask people who know you reasonably well to fill in one version and the relative strangers to fill in another. Maybe.

Another interesting find was this. I'm going to have to firmly disagree with the distinctly capitalist/authoritarian view of the value of secrets, though. (He said, preparing to invoke the Humpty-dumpty defence)

It's all a bit nebulous today.