It looks like Stella didn’t much fancy the beagle at all. Crumpet took her into the Lort Smith on the train this morning and Stella gave the puppy the cold shoulder.

Very disappointing, but thanks for trying, Crumpet.

If you never played Fallout 2 (who could I be looking at here, I wonder), here’s your chance. A site called Good Old Games is in the middle of beta, and once it’s done there will be XP/Vista-compatible versions of the entire Fallout series (plus a bunch of other excellent classic games).

Last chance to sign up for the beta! It expires tonight.

Stella is missing Henry a lot, but we may have a solution for that.

This little fellow is in need of a home. Care to suggest a name for him? “Henry 2: Electric Boogaloo” is probably out of the question, sadly.

Last night Henry ’slept’ beside us in our bedroom, on a towel on the floor with a little bowl of water next to him.

In the morning, we walked Stella and bought her some treats, then spent an hour or so digging a small grave in Henry’s favourite sunning position. We placed a couple of towels at the bottom and put little Henry on top. Crumpet had made him a special treat of a cheese and vegemite sandwich, and I also placed a couple of corn chips and a liver treat on the towels next to him.

Crumpet covered his little body with jasmine and gave him a little paper crane. We placed calico over him and filled the grave in, crying all the while.

I asked Crumpet to make a little plaque to put next to the grave. I would like it to say:

Here lies Henry. He was a very good dog.

This is one of my favourite shots of Henry and I, taken by Crumpet only a month and a half ago. It’s going to take some time before I can look at it without it getting a little dusty in the room.

We cremated Jill on Thursday. It comforts me a little to believe that maybe, wherever she is right now, she needed a loving animal and Henry volunteered.

Henry is lying in calico on the kitchen floor at the moment. He was put to sleep about half an hour ago after suffering some kind of extended seizure while I was in Hoppers Crossing. Crumpet found him and had to sit with him for three hours.

I feel fucking terrible.

Horrific. Apple has been eating Microsoft’s lunch in the public mindspace for what seems like years now, with the ‘I’m a Mac, I’m a PC’ ads doing a lot to push the Apple brand back into the mainstream. They portrayed the PC as confused and out of touch.

So, Microsoft release a couple of aimless, confusing ads with Jerry Seinfeld and are met with a resounding chorus of ‘Huh?’ from the geek crowd.

And what do they do next? They scrap the campaign and pretend it was all part of some master plan.

Good work, Microsoft. Nice way to not come across as confused and out of touch!

Not that I like to follow up the last post with a link pimp, but if you have a Blu-ray player and love The Godfather (and seriously, does anybody not?), you might wanna click this link:

And here’s the first review of the discs.

I’ll do a real post tomorrow evening.

My aunt passed away today.

Just saw it. Wow.

Not saying another word.

I finished Grand Theft Auto 4 today. I did the typical thing for me, I played the game obsessively for about 40 hours (um… not in a row), and then got stuck very close to the end. When I get stuck for more than an hour on a game, I usually put it aside and then forget to go back to it for months, if ever (I’m looking at you here, Assassin’s Creed).

Not this time, though. I picked GTA4 up again, remained stuck at the same point for another couple of hours and then finally broke through and won. After the credits rolled I decided to try the multiplayer, which I’d heard was good, but got bored with it after two minutes or so. I don’t know… I just can’t find anything exciting in shooting people over the internet. I’m sorry, Team Fortress 2… it’s not you, it’s me.