Is it possible to build a Facebook application in a weekend? Yes. I’d show you the (beautiful) fruits of my labour, but I’m not quite ready to show anyone yet. Not that it isn’t finished, just I’ve a couple of other things to polish elsewhere yet.

Aside from learning an API (oh what fun) I’ve spent the past few days sorting out Sister Two’s birthday present, going swimming at least every second day, getting a haircut, writing cheques (old skool), reading the final Harry Potter (yes, I know this is not cool, but since I got through the past six books on resort-ridden holiday two years ago, I thought I’d finish it off) organising trips to the Molineux & Southampton and disassembling my car.

The final one of these tasks is not completed yet. Like with everything in my family, all jobs should be undertaken by oneself rather than paying for anyone else to do it, and hence that is why tonight the front of my car is left grilllless and without lightbulbs.

As it is due in for a service and MOT next week it has been decreed that the touch-up paint work, the bent bumper (not of my doing) and the water-filled headlamp will all be completed beforehand.

Let’s hope I can remember how it all goes back together by Wednesday.

No really rain, just chuff off.

I can’t express enough, my utter delight in having all my weekend’s plans cancelled due to Britain’s bath time. Trains, planes and automobiles are all cancelled (well not so much planes, flying to London is a little excessive) and so I’m left sitting in a pool of misery (and rain).

I think there is some irony that Jack Johnson just started playing on iTunes. I bet they don’t have this bloody problem in Hawaii, at least not in mid-July.

Last night I went into Stourbridge with Will and Hardy for a couple of pints at The Talbot. I’ve not been there since it’s been redone, but much prefer it to the low-ceilinged/packed-out Lloyds bar and overly noisy Glass House, at least for the early part of a night.

I think I’ll go and sulk now.

What with Newsnight Review on tonight, I thought I’d entertain my own slice of culture on the blog today, and let you know that a good friend of mine recently completed work on a film project which he is hoping to get into the festivals with.

La Bella Figura was shot in Rome last summer and has taken one year to bring to the screen. Jimbo, a fellow Lufbrarian, was principle photographer/designer and so all the very impressive looking camera work is his.

As far as I know he hadn’t much film experience prior to starting the project, so this was a pretty cool introductory project to land. I’ve only seen the trailer, but it looks impressive on the whole, and I’m intrigued to see more.

You can watch the trailer here or visit the official site .

Not often are the words of a Muller fruit corner yoghurt commercial so true, but today that is the case.

As I contemplate the next Jammy Dodger of Fate, I can’t help but wonder how and why yesterday I was £350 richer and I had the prospect of keeping all my teeth, and today I am £350 and two-teeth less. For the first time in my life I am to have a proper dental treatment; wisdom teeth out, and my first ever filling.

I don’t know for sure, but I would assume getting to the age I am, and not ever having had a filling before is probably an achievement. I even remember kids at primary school having them, which sounds pretty strange, and at least it was probably their milk teeth (which they don’t have to wear for the rest of their lives). I could only be disappointed then, to discover I need one of those as well (a filling that is).

I sort of knew this was coming for a while. In Tibet I got a jaw ache (not like every part of your head didn’t ache at that altitude) and was told by everyone that it was a good thing I was going to India next, as the dental treatment there is very good. We even got offered the opportunity to have some done by our travel agent, Kamal, who runs a dental tourism business out there too.

On the upside (although admittedly not £350’s worth of dental treatment on the upside), I received delivery of my Moo MiniCards today. I feel not unlike Tiny Tim in the version of The Christmas Carol when he doesn’t die, although probably slightly happier, as Tiny Tim only got a couple slices of turkey, and I got 100 pieces of card with my name on.

Also a positive, on Saturday I go to London to see Swan for his birthday (happy birthday for today by the way). In an attempt to do all the catching up with people I have missed out on for months, I managed to see Gwyz and Kris last night, and hopefully tomorrow I’ll be meeting for a pint or two with Will. Such is the life of a socialite (*cough*).

It has indeed been one week since I posted anything, and that wasn’t a resounding success as although Hamilton did get a podium, he didn’t win the thing. I won’t meddle in sport again.

Multipack yesterday was a decidedly petite affair, but Matt, Mark and myself had a good go at addressing the website issues and it was all very productive.

It’s been pretty full-on the past few days, and I’ve been really pushing to get a few projects flying. There’s still a list of things to do that goes off the end of the page (always annoying) and a pile of paperwork which I have to return to the bank.

There is also the added excitement of Mother having gone to Canada this week. She only left at 11am yesterday, but within 12 hours it had become perfectly apparent that the boys were left in charge as the evening meal wasn’t began until 10.30pm, and no shopping has been done. I don’t even want to know what state the house will be in by the end of the week.

Come on young Hamilton , it’s Silverstone this time so let’s see another great result. It’s only been 11 years since a Brit was in pole position on the grid there, which would have made you 11 at the time, so it’s about time my advice (from one sportsman to another) is just put your bloody foot down and go for it!

(I was going to post this in the ‘Sport’ category, then I realised that I don’t have a sport category – and for good reason).

If you’ve ever wanted to create your own barcodes then you’re either the owner of the local Tesco Express or you need to get a real hobby.

However, dull as it is, I couldn’t help be fascinated to find you can now generate QR codes (like barcodes, but far more exciting) online and for free, just by installing something on your phone to read them.

Now, I suppose you are asking yourself what a QR code is, and if you’re not, then you clearly have better things to do – but QR codes are all the rage in Japan (apparently).

In basic terms, this small square of black and white, that looks like an exploding Space Invader, can carry a load of information such as a text-based message, a url, a phone number or whatever.

A real world example; Japanese McDonalds are printing them on their fries packets to display fat content, and you’ve probably seen them elsewhere but not noticed it. Some clever people put them on their business cards.

If you are wondering why this is relevant to you, then you need look no further than your mobile phone. It is the scanning device.

Download this little Java application from here , and within five minutes you too can be using the phone camera to snap QRs from webpages or printed material. You can even experiment by creating you own here .

The real benefit is that the app will decode the message and store it for later. Names, addresses, messages, codes, urls etc etc. It will even try to transfer you to appropriate application to deal with the specific code type (e.g. open a web browser and follow the URL).

OK, so if you’re not writhing with excitement by now, I’ll put you out of your misery and tell you, that was as good as it gets. But at least you’ve (maybe) learnt something new and be happy that you can spend the rest of the evening writing rude messages that only you can read in little black and white squares.