One of my first vivid memories of realizing my parents had a life before my existence was when I saw a picture of my mum as a teenager at a club.
It might not seem like much right now, but when you’re a little kid, understand that your parents used to be young and non-parents was quite a revelation. Seeing it was incredibly mind-blowing.
So what will happen with the coming-soon generation of kids whose parents not only have documented their every-weekend but also announced the moment they became parents?
When was the last time you played cops and robbers with your toys? Sorry, I meant to say, when was the last time you played Cops and Robbers with your toys… publicly?
Don’t worry, it’s ok.
It happens to the best of us.
But fear not my friend and ally of introverted yet somehow exuberant activities. The good guys and gals from Innocent Drinks – yes the ubber fruity and ubber healthy drinks – have decided to run a competition where not only will be OK to publicly play with toys, but also financially rewarded.
Yesterday I attended the screening of “The Internet“, among other 19 short films, at the Cross Kings in London.
It was a fun night, the piece got quite a few laughs and people seemed to enjoyed it. The staff at the Cross Kings was extremely helpful and friendly, so a big thank you to them.
I generally enjoy this type of events, you get to see different type of films on a big screen, instead of your computer, and mingle around people struggling through the same ordeals as you.
Sometimes you discover talent, and sometimes you see films selected for the wrong occasion. More than 10 minutes of colours and sounds could be part of an incredible art installation, but in between drinks, and live music it seems to be a bit out-of-place.
Do you know those websites that sell vouchers? full of adds and the word free splattered all over the screen?
I always feared them, always closing the browser before my eyeballs retained enough information so even the bright colours and hypnotic patterns wouldn’t reach my brain; thinking that just by looking at the website, my computer could burn and my bank account support the family of some hidden gang leader from a remote part of the unknown world.
But I wouldn’t be writing this post should I’ve not championed my fear and faced with bravery my nemesis.
It’s only a 2 hours flight from London to Spain they said, and they’re definitely telling the truth, but as usual everything changes depending on the light reflecting the surface.
(I just made that bit up, trying to use some pretty words)
From the moment you take off to the moment you land can be accurately measured as 2 hours of your life, what the user-friendly (sometimes) website fails to inform you is that you need to add an extra hour to wonder around at the terminal. They should encourage people to search for Tom Hanks lookalikes, with fabulous prizes for those who find them.
That would help a lot to kill time without having to browse at the nearest WHS all those magazines you always tell yourself to buy, like National Geographic, the Economist or ironically giving Nuts a brief peep, loudly sighing so everyone can see that you really disapprove of such publications.
Ivan Pavlov was a psychologist and physiologist who became famous for his ‘Conditional Reflex‘ experiment.
Everyday, before feeding a dog, he will ring a bell so the dog associated the sound of the ringing bell with being fed. After a certain amount of time, the dog would start salivating just by hearing the bell.
Every Thursday I go to my local swimming pool after work. Like every Thursday I woke up, prepared my bag with my ‘swimming equipment’, and went to work.
That’s the best I could come up with, standing on my bathroom, staring at myself on the mirror, naked. ‘Who am I?’ is the best thing I can come up with.
Tonight is going to be the most important night of her life, it’s going to change everything, like a terrorist attack , like the first time you finger your ass.
It is such an important night for her, and the only thing I can think of is me.
We’ve had one of those workshops the other day here at the cave.
Our shaman thought it would be a good idea to get some basic principles in morals to keep up with the modern days. The objective of such thing was to teach us the difference between morals and which ones would suit us best.
‘There are two major different types of morals’ – he said – ‘Ones for the wise and none for the rest’
The other day, someone from a cave close by invented writing.
At first we thought it was all hype, an overrated new gimmick from the guys next cave. But as good neighbours we gave it a try.
We do see its potential, as people can transmit unaltered messages which will stay as long as the material where they have been written stays in this world.
A perfect system to pass knowledge from generation to generation.
so we all liked it… but Bob.
‘why don’t you like it Bob?’ I asked.
And Bob said; ‘because if I disagree with the message I can’t argue back, so it pisses me off’
That’s why since 50.000 years ago Bob has never read a book in his life.
One of my first vivid memories of realizing my parents had a life before my existence was when I saw a picture of my mum as a teenager at a club.
Yesterday I attended the screening of “
Ivan Pavlov
