If you’re in the mood for comedy, skip to the 1m28s mark (or go to the youtube page at the 1m28s mark)

In the past three months, I’ve…

Quit my job and started up a small design/development agency – you can find it here: twotwentyseven.com – massive amounts of paperwork, meetings with bank managers and sorting out sites/business cards/etc have chewed into my spare time a fair bit.

Been awash with work at my current agency – up until leaving Publicis, my workload has increased exponentially – with an initially small client becoming ever increasingly all consuming.  It’s been fun so far, but it does mean no skiving to write a cheeky blog post.

Being healthy.  This means an hour or so in the gym, at least 3 times a week.  I’ve lost a stone and a half in 3 months, and put on some quality muscle.  I’ve also lost a fair chunk of my time to sweating away like a…  well, sweaty thing in running shorts.

Started dating my flatmate.  Dangerous grounds initially, but all seems to be going swimmingly well so far.  It does however mean I’m now spending my free time with the gorgeous lady instead of hunched over a keyboard experimenting.

So, whilst the above doesn’t really excuse a lack of correspondence from myself, it may go someway to explaining it.

With a new start (again, go visit twotwentyseven.com!) comes new ventures and a change in lifestyle.  I’ll be redesigning the blog, and separating it into two parts – one something more akin to tumbler with a general feed of stuff going on in my life, and the other focused on my inner geek.

Come back in a few weeks, and if everything hasn’t gone horribly wrong, there should be a shiny new site to look at…  along with some relevant up-to-date content.

nath.

For those of you that didn’t make it to last years, here’s the run up to the live filming of Diggnation London!

Pre-show Diggnation London from Pierre B on Vimeo.

See ya’ll there!

After a day of getting numerous short clips (whilst doing my day job) and even more strange looks, I sat down to edit it…

Numerous cups of tea, 3 crashes, a small amount of tears, and a lot of berating from my flatmates, this vid finally popped out of my mac.  The soundtrack is “Phantom II” by the awesome “Justice”.

Play it with sound – preferably LOUD!

A day in the life of… from Nathan Bentley on Vimeo.

Enjoy.

Nath.

The Golden Ticket for those of you that don’t know, is a Willy Wonka style offering from Ryan Carson over at the ever awesome Carsonified – write a blog post about why you want to win the Golden Ticket, get 25  or more comments and enter the prize draw.

Anyway, being that I’ve left it so long, I’ll cut straight to the point… Why I’m craving the Golden Ticket.

I’ve worked in the t’interweb business for 10 years now, and have managed to keep it a passion (if anything, it’s become more of a passion – I guess I’m lucky that I’ve got a job I enjoy so much). However, for as long as I can remember, I’ve been surrounded by people who, despite working in this awesome industry, just seem to lack the passion for it. When I dashed over to FOWA London last year, I felt at home in a sea of people passionate about what they do – and better still, what the possiblities that lay ahead are.

To be fair, in my time I’ve been lucky enough to work with some wonderful passionate people – but those individuals are few and far between. Maybe, just maybe, with the chance to get amongst others who feel the same way as I do, the smile on my face that I bring back at the end of the day (not to mention the photos, videos and mountains of goodies), may inspire some of the other I work with to consider this wonderful web as more than just a 9 til 5. (*ahem* 9 til 6 if you’re a Londoner like myself).

There’s a small and slightly personal note to this post – my intentions aren’t completely selfless… For the past few months I’ve been working on a side project that will hopefully one day soon blossom into a fully fledged webapp. Work has been flagging with the torrent of stuff that has taken my time up over the past 4 weeks, but I’m hoping that with a bit of inspiration, some serious networking, and of course, a few friendly faces to bounce ideas of, it may just come to fruition.

Spare a second to comment if you can. I’ll be eternally grateful!

Nath.

After 10 years of working in the web-industry, I’ve come to realise that a lot of factors can contribute to stress levels.  From personal experience, I’ve worked the 80 – 120 hours a week to get projects live, sat in offices that are almost arctic (once in a datacentre where the manager would turn the air con to polar settings, and once for a company that worked in a warehouse with no real heating), and have even experienced stress being caused by not having enough work to do (boredom can be a surprising stress inducer).

I thought long and hard about how I could distill the above down to a concise point…  Thankfully, it turns out I didn’t have to.  About 3 months ago, during a conversation with Paul Lomax about the stresses and strains of daily life, he came out with a line that struck a perfect chord.

“Stress for me is caused by the inability for one to change their environment.”

I’m paraphrasing the above by the way.  My poor stress addled brain wasn’t up to much on that day (hence the conversation), but you get the gist.  The more I thought about it, the more it made sense.  If I was cold, I’d turn the heating on – problem solved.  Of course, if I couldn’t, then my concerns about one day being excavated out of a block of ice would have added to my daily stress.

The theory works well in almost any situation.  Today for instance, I spent hours trying to get a DNS change sorted – something that I once would have done myself in minutes, now has to be handled by another part of the company, emails sent, red tape ploughed through, taking time, effort and having a knock on effect to my working day.  By lunchtime, I was ready to stab someone with a fork.

Stress affects us all in different ways – I’ve seen numerous people (including myself) have stress manifest itself in rashes, IBS, heart palpitations, all the way through to full blown rage attacks and nervous breakdowns.  It’s not a pretty sight – and is a situation that could so easily be prevented.

Empower your staff to change the environment they work in – whether it be something little like decorating the office so they feel comfortable, or something major, like letting them have a say in how the business is run.  After all, few people actively want to make life harder for themselves – you may find that the recommendation someone makes about how to make their life easier makes your life easier too – it might even make you more profitable.

In the course of writing this post, I was interrupted a stack of times by the ringing of my phone, and numerous times by people asking me “a quick question”.  Tomorrow, I’ll be turning off my phone for lunch, and enjoying the park, weather permitting.

In reality of course, this just didn’t happen. After losing my ipod (which doubled up as portable storage for a number of my photo albums) over the weekend, and realising that I’d be pretty distraught if I lost my photos, I decided that it’d be a good time to invest in a flickr account.

Once I did this though, I suddenly realised that I’d need to get uploading. It’s taken my roughly 12 hours, but I’ve almost managed to scrape together around 10gb of photos dating back to ‘98 (no easy task considering that they were scattered over 8 harddisks, some of which hadn’t been used in a long time…).

The realisation that I should have a) named my images in a sensible fashion, and b) removed a lot of the badly composed, badly lit, duplicates and frankly just utter shit photos has finally dawned on me. Looks like I’ll be spending another weekend doing just that soon.

Of course, I couldn’t possibly end without plugging the new flickr account, so here it is in all its shiny web 2.0 glory.

After 2 1/2 long years at Pod1, I’ve decided to move on. Aside from the general craziness caused by my resignation, I also thought it best to make sure that the information about my departure was disseminated in an official capacity before I blurted it out online for all to read. Thankfully, that time has come…

In a little over 3 weeks I’ll be donning a new cap for Publicis Modem (of the world-wide Publicis Groupe). It’s a big move, and I’ll be flexing my technical muscles for one of the biggest agencies in the world – hopefully in a way that will assist their growth in the digital market.

Of course, my decision to leave Pod1 wasn’t an easy one – having spent 2 1/2 years eating, sleeping and breathing Pod1 (I kid you not, the sofa’s are damned comfortable), I was reluctant to leave its comfortable bosom. I’ll also be leaving a great number of friends behind – although thankfully I’m only a 15 minute tube ride away, so will no doubt be back on a Friday night.

At this point, I’ll leave with the email I wrote come the official announcement of my departure – hopefully supplying some insight to my daily workings…

A few things you may not know about me and my time spent at the pod:

• I moved to London to work at Pod1 on the sole merit that Fadi made me a cracking cup of tea (a first… and last?).
• I’ll have been at pod1 for 926 days (79945200 seconds!) when I finally get booted out the door.
• In that time, I’ve written over 100,000 lines of code.
• My longest working week was a whopping 122 hours, my shortest just a measly 4h.
• I’ve managed to go 24 hours without leaving the second floor of the building, and 36 hours without leaving the studios.
• I’ve discovered that the red sofas make awesome beds. Conversely, the old designers couch (which I believe has now left the pod) is way too small for me, and covered in spray mount – not a good sleeping experience.
• By rough calculation, I’ve drunk around 1,400 pints of flat Japanese lager, Guinness and mojitos from the bar downstairs (OK, maybe from the surrounding pubs too).
• By rough calculation, I’ve drunk a ludicrous 4,820 cups of tea. (Milk and two sugars please)
• I’ve “broken” 6 contractors – including the “ginger magician” and “moon-thunder river” (his real name, I kid you not.)
• I’ve helped in the launch of over 25 sites, and had my sticky fingers in dozens more.
• I’ve made many good friends in my time here, and thankfully, not lost any.

Bye for now…

Secondly, I’m about to dive out of the office, so this post is going to have to be a short one.

Back to that first point… I’m back! From Mexico! Riviera Maya to be more specific (on the Caribbean coast, near Tulum). I’m moderately tanned, somewhat relaxed, and missing the hell out of being waited on with cocktails and food all day long. London met my return with about 5 minutes of sun, before finally reverting to a nice solid grey sky – kinda fitting when you’ve spent 12 hours on a plane, followed by another hour on various trains and tubes.

Anyway, before I ramble on (and make myself even later), here is the very brief summary of my holiday:

• Took a taxi to the airport. With a taxi driver who couldn’t drive, or navigate, and who took 2 hours to get to Gatwick
• Almost missed the plane, but instead, after some schmoozing at the check in desk, managed to get upgraded to increased leg-room
• Took a 12 hour flight to Cancun
• Followed by a 3 hour bus ride to Riveria Maya
• Finally stopped travelling. Got greeted by waiters handing me cocktails. Bliss.
• Explored hotel and beach. White sands, crystal blue seas, no clouds. Check
• Took a trip to Chichen-Itza. Gorped like an idiot at the incredible architecture.
• Went to Xel-Ha, swam with dolphins (incredible!), snorkelled, and lounged in luxery. All in an eco friendly resort.
• Rode speed boats through the mangroves on the coast before snorkelling around the coral and attempting to take photos of the crazy fish.
• Got bitten by aforementioned crazy fish. Now have small teethmarks in my finger.
• Ate at a mexican-japanese restaurant where the food tasted like chinese takeaway. Top marks for effort though (the guy on the hotplate who was spinning knives on his fingers and juggling eggs was a real treat)
• Got drunk in a swimming pool with a bunch of Americans.
• Flew back!

I’ll update this blog with a bunch of content once things settle down at work – the vids of dolphins, speed boats and ancient temples will come as soon as I manage to edit the footage (taken with a Hi-def digital camcorder – in 720p glory!)

Nath.

This week I’ve…

• Spent over 14 hours solid online looking for a holiday, before finally booking a week, all inclusive, at a stunning hotel in the Caribbean coast of Mexico
• Got way too excited about the idea of swimming with dolphins
• Went to Holland park for a picnic – saw three seperate people taking their cats for a walk. On leashes.
• Had one of my commercial hosting servers go up in flames
• Spent 12 hours solid fixing aforementioned broken server and placating unhappy customers (who are now, thankfully, happy)
• Got way too much into Dexter – highly recommended if, like me, you like a bit of twisted dark humour
• Pissed myself laughing, watching Katherine Jenkins (Welsh opera singer) sing “I Feel Love” with the Blue Man Group
• Pissed my self laughing watching my flatmates watch the above video, especially at the 2:23 mark, where they were convinced her head was going to start spinning around 360 degrees a la Exorcist
• Cooked and ate a pizza loaded with enough chilis to drop a horse. Then felt waaaay rough the next day
• Started writing Javascript tutorials for the sake of the poddies (and my own sanity) – more about this soon
• Got two friends to watch 2girls1cup and managed to film one of their reactions, much to his distress

That, as we say folks, is it for the moment.

Just to cheer you up, (and so I can play with the video embedding) is the aforementioned clip of Ms. Jenkins turning demon. I’d highly recommend playing it all the way through (keeping a special eye out for 2:23 – where she kicks into operatic overdrive!)

And of course, for those folks who are interested, here is how it should be sung (by the awesome Venus Hum…!)

enjoy.