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Ruben Hillier
Hi I am Ruben Hillier. My handle, since back in the day, is tregeagle. My pronouns are he/him.
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Feeling hungry at the end of a long day my colleague and I found ourselves remembering Breville sandwich toasters with mouthwateringly fond memories. Do you remember the Breville Sandwich Toaster? Toast is banned at work due to the smoke alarms that call the fire brigade everytime toast is burnt which was apparently...
"Toby, Toby! Here boy!" called my dog, Alfie. It was time for our walk. I ran in from the backyard where I had been digging up weeds. Alfie and I walked to the park. Peeing amongst some weeds along the way Alfie commented on the weather. I was distracted as I had been all week. Alfie seemed concerned and tried to...
I recieved a call from my boss yesterday. Who my mother rudely described as, "mouthy". I asked what she meant by that and she said they, "sounded like they would not use one word where many would suffice". Indeed. I might use the expression, "Wordy" but probably not. My mother is quite blunt at times. Nonetheless,...
| Here I am starting again with another fresh blog. | My aims for this thing have changed once again. Now I'm using Nikola, a python based static site generator. It's a bit more complex than I really wanted but I'm less inclined to build my own scripts these days. Life is too short to spend hours in front of a...
I woke shortly after midnight last night. I had been having some sort of dream about my sons. Some excellent graffiti I saw in town today I didn't get to sleep again. ... Permalink
I had worked a night shift. The dog woke me at lunch time. Re must have just left for work. I tried to sleep more but I was awake. I took the dog down the beach for a walk. Picked up some beer, food and milk on the way home. I texted both of my boys and Re. At home I ate one of the hot dog sausages, I gave another...
Max making a giant toy pirate ship for J. Max killed himself this week. I found out from a message on my phone. I was sitting in the cab of my ute after a day at work. I stared at my phone. I must have misunderstood the message. I read it again, the words became disjointed and I did not believe them. I screwed up my...
Why is it all so fucking hard? I am not reinventing the wheel. I just wanted a simple way to post text and the odd picture online. I do not want to post via some 'service' in which I end up being owned by them. I did not want to install and learn how to maintain some complex system which eventually changes or dies...
I've been a registered nurse for a mere six months now and am very aware of my ignorance. University did not teach me about the paperwork and associated procedures to arrange things like outpatient xrays. However I know I'll figure that stuff out with experience. In the meantime I worry that some of the stuff I...
According to the Wayback Machine tregeagle.com has been running my blog for over 16 years now. I'm pretty sure I had it running in some sort of decrepid state a bit before that even. So, maybe not posting anything for almost a year and a half is OK. It's not that I have nothing to say, it's just that I'm not sure...
I've been ramping up my running lately. It's a type of meditation. Sometimes I just run. Other times I run and listen to music or podcasts. Yesterday I went for a tempo run in the rain. I listened to the album, " Rave On Andy White " and entered my usual running dream/pain state. I thought of the inspirations I...
Em piloting a rubber ring I may have edited this photo. Zaida loved floating down the rapids with us. My Ma recently flew home to chilly Totnes. I loved having her staying with us for the tail end of our summer. We had lots of fun cycling and walking around the beaches, town and village. I had been worried she'd be...
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