Hello, good evening, happy new year and welcome to Burning Salad. Keepin’ it real in 2K7. Normal service will resume shortly.

This is a rushed post because I got back home, on Tuesday night and haven’t posted. And now, in ten minutes I’m going to the airport to go down to Tate St. Ives to see Nick‘s show. (I get to go because I wrote the text for the catalogue.)

I’ll post when I get back but in the meantime here is a photo of my miraculously unscorched feet. Who’d have thunk it?

These are my feet. As you can see, by a hilarious biological coincidence each one measures almost exactly a foot in length. Very handy (no pun intended).

Anyway, in about an hour I’m going to catch the train to London with Trish where we’re going to go to a seminar by one of those crazy life-coach guys that you sometimes hear about.

The only reason that I’m going is because the fairly expensive tickets have been paid for by one of Trish’s clients. The whole thing lasts a brain melting four days and I have got absolutely no idea what is in store for me. I mean, I can imaging… it’s just that I’m trying not to.

What I do know is that the whole affair culminates in walking across hot coals. That’s why I’m showing you my feet. I don’t have the faintest idea whether or not this is a good thing to do.

The internationally recognised symbol of the cock and balls is alive and well.

I’ve still been hacking OS X on the MacBook. Making it do things that it shouldn’t. Or things that it should. Depends on how you look at it. One such tweak is the changing of the flag icon in the menu bar. As a Scot, it only seems right to have a Saltire up there rather than a Union Jack. Like this:

If you want, you can download the OS X menu bar Saltire for use on your own comp. I’ve done all the hacking and packaged it up all nicely so it’s just a drag-and-drop affair. And I’ve also included some roll-you-own instructions so if you are that way inclined you can change the flag icon to anything you like.