the season word should
give a sense of where and when
the shit hits the fan

Today is the first day of autumn, so here's a "seasonal" haiku.

I found some haiku scribbles, probably from about this time last year, and finished this one off. It's an attempt at meta-haiku — a haiku about haiku, if you'll pardon the pretension.

Ahh, how long I've waited to utter those words and actually mean them.

One of the celebrated Goodyear Blimps was flying over Wetherby this afternoon. I'm not sure what the occasion was, but one of my colleagues noticed it from the office window. I couldn't resist running out into the street to point at the sky and deliver the infamous salutation with gusto.

Getting a halfway decent photo was another thing. It was a zippy little blimp, and it kept turning away. Perhaps it was camera-shy, or spiralling out of control.

Airships are fucking cool.

Last weekend I went to Drupal Science Camp for some open-source goodness, and I took the space suit along (you know, just in case).

Our venue was terrific - Napp Pharmaceuticals kindly allowed us to use their brand new office building at Cambridge Science Park. The interior turned out to be ultra-futuristic, a perfect opportunity for a cheesey sci-fi photo shoot. So on Sunday morning, I got suited up and put some blue face-slap on. Lots of attendees wanted their photos taken with the infamous Drupal Space Man!

Afterwards, Stefan helped me out by taking these photos. I'm thrilled to bits with the results, even though my helmet was on a bit squint.

We're releasing these images under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.0 License - the same license used for Drupal's online documentation.

Photoshoppers... do your worst!