a blog about nothing
2009-09-30
2009-09-26
What am I supposed to do?
Some people in this household think I really should have thrown out the now well dried remains of my sons umbilical cord long ago, but I can't do that can I? Today I took some photos of it and then almost threw it out, but it ended up in a specimen jar instead. I think it looks kind of cool, in a weird kind of way...
2009-09-24
Can't sleep
My brain went into overdrive and I can not fall asleep. So, let me try some ideas on you to see what you think.
- On one of my mail routes there is a garden where they have put white and black pebbles in a 1 meter circle around one of their trees. Wouldn't it be extremely funny to sneak in one night and either remove all the black pebbles, or alternately put them in some nice pattern???
- Fruit. Almost every garden in this country has some kind of fruit tree. And almost all of the fruit on said trees go to waste as the people who owns the gardens are to lazy to pick the fruit. Hence (yes, this is what my brain does when I deliver mail, it tries to solve some of our worlds biggest problems) would it not be a great idea if other people could come in and pick the fruit. So, all of you out there who has apples that you are not going to pick, why don't you put a sign out on the curb that on Saturdays between 10-14 it is ok to come in and pick your fruit. Alternatively, why can people not sell the fruit to stores/dealers the same way that you can sell mushrooms or berries??? (In my mind these ideas are on par with 'pass it forward')
- This is not an idea, just a nice thing that happened to me yesterday... I was entering a building with an arm-full of mail and a young man passed me in the doorway. And when I came around to the elevator I noticed that he had pressed down the elevator as he passed it on his way up to the first floor. He anticipated my need of the elevator and helped me in a small but very nice way. Or maybe he was drunk and lost his balance and just stumbled onto the button, there is no way of knowing.
- If I wrote something, like a book or something, do you think I would have the slightest chance in hell to get it published? If you think yes, tell me what you think I should write. If you do not answer I will interpret it as 'What? The way you write? Hell no! You have the same chance of getting published as my blind cat'. I do hear that writing about your childhood is very popular at the moment. It would be quite fun for me, especially since I do not remember anything... Maybe if I sat down and pried into my brain I could open up some knots and things would come back.
- Oh yea, I almost forgot this nugget. Would it not be funny to roast Tage?? Hmm, I can not remember why I found it extremely funny last week, I had all these one liners that just got me cracking, but now I can't remember any of them. Let me sleep on it and it might come back.
- On one of my mail routes there is a garden where they have put white and black pebbles in a 1 meter circle around one of their trees. Wouldn't it be extremely funny to sneak in one night and either remove all the black pebbles, or alternately put them in some nice pattern???
- Fruit. Almost every garden in this country has some kind of fruit tree. And almost all of the fruit on said trees go to waste as the people who owns the gardens are to lazy to pick the fruit. Hence (yes, this is what my brain does when I deliver mail, it tries to solve some of our worlds biggest problems) would it not be a great idea if other people could come in and pick the fruit. So, all of you out there who has apples that you are not going to pick, why don't you put a sign out on the curb that on Saturdays between 10-14 it is ok to come in and pick your fruit. Alternatively, why can people not sell the fruit to stores/dealers the same way that you can sell mushrooms or berries??? (In my mind these ideas are on par with 'pass it forward')
- This is not an idea, just a nice thing that happened to me yesterday... I was entering a building with an arm-full of mail and a young man passed me in the doorway. And when I came around to the elevator I noticed that he had pressed down the elevator as he passed it on his way up to the first floor. He anticipated my need of the elevator and helped me in a small but very nice way. Or maybe he was drunk and lost his balance and just stumbled onto the button, there is no way of knowing.
- If I wrote something, like a book or something, do you think I would have the slightest chance in hell to get it published? If you think yes, tell me what you think I should write. If you do not answer I will interpret it as 'What? The way you write? Hell no! You have the same chance of getting published as my blind cat'. I do hear that writing about your childhood is very popular at the moment. It would be quite fun for me, especially since I do not remember anything... Maybe if I sat down and pried into my brain I could open up some knots and things would come back.
- Oh yea, I almost forgot this nugget. Would it not be funny to roast Tage?? Hmm, I can not remember why I found it extremely funny last week, I had all these one liners that just got me cracking, but now I can't remember any of them. Let me sleep on it and it might come back.
2009-09-17
Rolling over
Yesterday Tage learnt how to roll over from his back to his stomach. And now there is no stopping him. He does it all the time. Even if he has just eaten a huge load and hence tend to puke if he is face down. I do find it a bit odd that he can learn such a big thing that turning over is and still not draw the connection between: food + on my stomach -> puke -> me lying face down in puke. How hard can it be?
2009-09-15
A first happened today
Today I got my first four. And it all happened in a time space as short as ten minutes. We were walking home from a date in the park and I saw car 207 to 210 (I am talking plate spotting here, the noble game in which you try to see all the numbers, from 001 to 999, all in the right order (on license plates that is). The game which I started in December 2003 and which was kind of slow until about two years ago. In April last year I spotted plate 100 and now I am 21% through). It would have been possible for me to see five plates today, as we have 211 at work, but I will save that nugget for the future much in the same way that pole jumpers increase the world record cm by cm to be able to say that they have set a large number of records...
Oh, I almost forgot. We got our rings today, that was why we had a date in the park in the first place.
Oh, I almost forgot. We got our rings today, that was why we had a date in the park in the first place.
2009-09-09
2009-09-05
Only me
Only someone as lost as me can go shopping for new t-shirts because most of his old ones have holes or irremovable stains in/on them and come home with a shirt that has a stain on it (that I thought would go away in the wash but of course didn't).
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