It feels like this post needs a little preamble. I started writing this post in the very early days of 2019, but for a number of reasons and a series of interruptions it took me quite a while to finish. This is going quite a bit against my intentions concerning this blog and these Recent Exploits posts, and the challenge will be to learn ways to be more productive and write more effortless. I hope this will be an exciting undertaking and result in content people will enjoy to read. Events that have transpired in the meanwhile will feature in the next post which, hopefully, will be coming about a bit more swiftly.
We’re well into the new year, without me having indulged into any New Years post… The following deals with last year, actually, but I am not about to embark on a a full recount of the bygone year – you can get a decent overview of my 2018 hijinks by reading through previous posts, unsystematic as that may be – but merely at the most recent items of noteworthyness… and only those, that took place since the last post in early November. Believe me, it wasn’t supposed to take that long….
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“It’s funny, you live in the universe, but you never get to do these things until someone comes to visit.“ sez Dr. Zoidberg in Futurama‘s “I Dated a Robot” episode (S03E01) when Fry suggest to go see the Edge of the Universe.
I didn’t visit the edge of the Universe this bygone week, no at least not that I’m aware of, but Zoidberg’s bonmot rings true on a – pardon – more universal level and thus equally applies to London. Where, thanks to a friend from way back visiting, I got to see places and things (& the inevitable people that go with them) that I hadn’t visited in years. Or never even been to at all. So it goes. That visit from my friend, btw., shall serve as excuse for this being another one of those bi-weekly rather than weekly posts. I got started early enough, but the distractions of old acquaintances not forgot, all crammed into the tiny spaces of a London flat, as well as the streets of – and tunnels under the city – and some of it’s meadows green proved too much distraction and provided not enough contemplative alone time for the ponderings that bring forth these wild-waters & sometimes (read: more often) puddles, which we call stream of consciousness, that end up filling the hypertext pages of this here blog. Back to those waters:
Continue reading “The weeks that were 26.08 & 02.09.2018”
Well…, This is indeed the 10th post of this series. And it is morphing. From what was originally intended to be a Sunday evening write-up and review of the previous week, we currently seem to be moving to a post that get’s published a day or two (or more) after the date in its title. But let that, for now, not cause our hearts to sink but vialiantly… ah, I got nothing. Who cares anyway. Not many, I know. I have web-stats activated. But that’s fine. I’m doing this for myself. I’m happy to share and excited if others find my waffling interesting. But I don’t worry about whether I get enough page hits. I used to. On my first website I had one of those counters. As you did in those days. And some pages, to my amusement, still do. Sure, more page views must mean better content… So, of course, I hit refresh a ton of times to drive up that counter.
After all, they say there is power in numbers. That is, of course, usually understood that many people stand a better chance against an enemy, than few. But there are also powers – or meanings (will & imagination) associated with numbers. Think 666
. Or 93
(if you’re aThelemite you will now!). Personally I like to sit on seat 23
C when flying and use gate #42
wherever possible on London tube stations… These are small numbers… Let’s look at a larger one: 16.000
Continue reading “The Week that Was 19.08.2018”
Another week gone by quickly.
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder if this theory that sometimes pops up on the fringes of weirder ideas, which states that time is actually accelerating, might be true after all. And would that, considering what the General Theory of Relativity says, even be felt? Or are matters rather subjective? But let other speculation-inclined minds ponder this for now. Hit me up when the results are in!
Meanwhile, there never seems enough time to do all the things one wants to do. Even less so when you want get a proper night’s sleep, or two, in there as well. And after last week I had to prioritise that for a bit – less successful as hoped. In part I have my lovely cat Schnitzl (Full name & title: Tiger, Lord Schnitzl. Best of Cats
) and his nocturnal activities to thank/blame for that. But, honestly, my tendency for night-owling are strong and seem to be coming to the foreground again recently, miraculously shifting bedtime to later and later hours in the process.
Continue reading “The Week that Was – 17.06.2018”
We are back with our review… a day or so late, but one thing I didn’t get all that much of was sleep. So it took me a bit longer to get this finished.
This bygone week was, again, heavily in the sign of Necronomidol
. After having had a chance to meet them at the record signing session at Sister Ray Ace
in Shoreditch I was in for two days of waiting – following all the tweets and fb posts about their gigs up north (Manchester, Birmingham) with excitement and growing anticipation – before finally being able to see them live at The Underworld
in London’s Camden Town. Now, I’m well aware that I sound full-on fanboy here, but if it hits you, it hits you. Music has always been something pretty well able to wake my inner enthusiast, and while – and because – there have been time where I’d become pretty jaded, I now know to cherish this excitement and go with whatever entertains me.
Continue reading “The Week that Was – 10.06.2018”