Time to get back to pen and paper?

e all have moments like these, irrespective of our age (though age can impact frequency, severity and so on). Let’s be honest with ourselves, as this is quite common: We enter some room, sometimes the kitchen, and then we forget some of the tasks or the sole task.

It happened to me yesterday. I knew I wanted to get something from the fridge, but could not recall what. Turns out, it wasn’t food. It was a filter agent for the water of the fish and also for the shells/snails.

I remembered or recalled this only a day later because the same observations (or needs) rekindled that same memory and obvious desire, based on a necessity.

Sometimes I wonder if I should carry a notepad and pen with me. Besides, I need to make a list of things to buy too (I used to do this with a piece of paper), e.g. also some dishwashing gel and decent high-capacity backpack. We also need to find more bottles of the thing/s for the fish and some seeds for the birds. “Sweepy” seems to have just laid eggs, so we must assume she feeds chicks somewhere and must therefore be fed as long as she has appetite.

I think I’ll eventually, perhaps some time very soon, get back to carrying paper and pen; it’s the only way to avoid forgetting things I want to do, say, and so on.

Mobile phone? No, thanks. Overkill.

“The freedom of immobility” is what Mr. Self has just called it. “Smartphones advertise themselves as “mobile,” yet that actually translates to “inescapable.” You’re expected to answer emails on the train and handle text messages while out to dinner. A corded phone, by contrast, physically ties you to a wall. That coiled plastic cord isn’t a leash; it’s a built-in boundary that protects your peace. When you leave the house, the phone remains behind. You become unreachable, untrackable, and present in the real world.”

A pen and paper do not “talk to you”, they are there to aid the brain by offloading lists or thoughts.

It’s now open!

OME months ago major overhaul began in the area shown in the above article – an historically significant structure that underwent very significant changes since around January (I’m way too young to have any fond memories of it or to have taken train journeys from it). I wrote about it in relation to the Banksy exhibition and today there was a grilling event, with pleasant-smelling smoke coming out of the building.

More importantly, the coffee shop has opened to everyone.

“A new coffee shop is set to open in the former Mayfield station ticket office,” says the above.

There are still more trees left to be planted near the pavement, but it is overall work well executed. They took one of the ugliest corners of Manchester and turned it into a gem. We saw it gradually, in slow motion so to speak, turning from dust to gold.

Slow down.

T is the 10^th of August today (day 3 of vacation) and we have 3 weeks left in this vacation, which is warming up. I am more relaxed than I’ve been in decades and so far I only do with I enjoy. We fed the birds at Mayfield today and tomorrow we plan to mostly relax. This afternoon/evening I pulled out one of the 1997 hits CDs; I still use optical drives a lot, the music from that era is on average a lot better than the contemporary stuff and there are no ads. With the drive working concurrently with the PC there is also less CPU toil (no signal decryption or decompression necessary).

Looking back at my 20s, I was “racing” a lot of the time and it seems rather common among people that age. What are they really racing towards? What is this “Rat Race”? Sooner or later they will realise that life is not a contest, social control media isn’t popularity (just shallow voyeurism/vanity), and health matters more than speed. About 2 years ago I began sleeping a lot more after 2 decades of trying to limit myself to 6 hours per night. Why? It was not healthy, that’s for sure. That had no point to it…

All around me I see anxious, nervous people – some to the point of being dependent on medication. Many of them have debt, obligations, and a lifestyle they cannot afford, which is connected to why they took loans in the first place.

YAN has lost his cat, Leeloo. He did anything he could (and could afford) to save her. Now she is gone. He sent along this decade-old photo of her.

T was 15 years ago when I first met Rianne. It was at a birthday party of a friend of hers and a friend of mine. We started chatting randomly and soon figured out we had a lot in common, including our Computer Science background.

A lot of time has passed since then and I do my best to be a good husband. This coming Saturday we’ll do something special but modest.

I should note that the reason Microsofters try to put me and my wife in prison [1-3] is because I did the right thing and protected my wife, whereas the Microsofters would just strangle women or worse.

Some people, instead of trying to become better human beings, try to become better sociopaths.

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1. Matthew J. Garrett Has Just Sent a Threat to Put My Wife and I in Prison Because His Own Spouse Says He’s a Rapist
2. Threats From ‘Former’ Red Hat (Now IBM) Staff While IBM’s Likely Accounting Fraud Attracts Public Scrutiny
3. Put Criminals in Prison, Not People Who Report the Crimes

recently wrote that I had been looking at many old photos, trying to basically recall much older days because of my sister’s wedding (4 days ago).

One experience that I still remember was in 2005 (Zermatt). It cemented my decision to do Free software activism for a lifetime… if possible. I wasn’t rich, but I came to realise that all the superficial nonsense rich people dwell in does not bring true happiness. It’s more about show-off and class consciousness. Thus, the concept of “hoarding” money or “showing” money was rather pointless. I’d never be interested in it.

My stance or my position has not changed since then (18 years ago). I still do campaigning, I still share all my work/code, and I’ve worked hard to secure that for at least another decade to come.

10 Years ago. They say if it lasts the first 10 years, then it’ll last a lifetime. Hopefully.