Monthly Archives: August 2009

Refuse run

I’m still a little pissed off at the municipality for their refuse bin red tape. So, I decided to deliver a couple of bags to the dump site myself this morning. The first attempt was a disaster: the closest site … Continue reading

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Late in the night

OK, not quite so late. About to go to bed. If I can get to sleep soon and again tomorrow night, I might just get into the right routine. As far as sleep is concerned, that is. Today was blissfully … Continue reading

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Early in the morning

For once I am awake in the early hours without not having slept. Yesterday evening I went to sleep at 19:30 and for once my body demanded its quota of rest. I haven’t slept for longer than 8 hours for … Continue reading

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Tears of a metrosexual

So, don’t read the red stuff, unless you are interested in some gory details of the day. Deep thoughts follow at the end, in black again. So, I never got around to buying my little photo gadget. I spent 9:00 … Continue reading

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Canonical

Today I had two user service experiences. First I tried to get hold of a Apple Remote. I have to give a colloquium next week and for a long time I wanted to buy a remote for such presentations. They … Continue reading

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The visual past

A couple of times I have heard old interviews with people who I do not know, but at least know of. For example, there are some interviews somewhere on the internet with Robert Pirsig, a couple of months (?) after … Continue reading

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People change. Change is good.

I’m still thinking about change and how to it. I have a plan, but instead of telling you about it, I’ll execute it and show you. It involves many changes. Part of the plan is to formulate some rules, axioms, … Continue reading

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The power

My garage is in a terrible state. It is full of empty cardbox boxes, old newspapers, magazines, books, a couple of photo albums, sporting equipment (!), stuff that won’t fit into the cupboards upstairs, and various other odds and ends … Continue reading

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Work ethic

Sometimes I think of myself as a lazy son-of-a-bitch. (Oooh, that’s very critical and judgmental.) Other times, I cut myself some slack: nothing in life is that critical: don’t stress, don’t panic; allow yourself to relax a little. The real … Continue reading

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Tenacious neglect

From you have I been absent in the Spring. Last week was tough. This week has been tough. I’m doing something wrong. I have been making a couple of routine changes, i.e., changes to my routine. For one thing, I … Continue reading

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