the great outdoors

Spent the morning playing badminton... what a relief from the crowds and the shopping and the staleness of staying indoors all the time.

I have to admit i enjoy having my blood pumping, to be moving about and to be perspiring but not panting. It's a very real experience... makes you feel alive!

I'd trade 8 hours of sitting in front of the computer for 1 hour of feeling glad to be alive, anytime.

so many friends i have seem to be blogging nowadays. Not that i'm against that but i'm just wondering where this is all headed. Where does this inherently 'exhibitionistic' nature that we all seem to share come from?

I find blogging to be extremely confining... can't say this, can't do that, might offend with this, etc. Also i've rediscovered the lost tactile art of actually writing (note: physically) in a journal. Just to see the words springing from my own hand and appearing in a loose scrawl is a great delight to me.

too many things have been confined to the virtual realm, and the concept of 'true' ownership of our thoughts and writings has been lost. Gone are the days of old fashioned letter writing, telephone correspondence and even reading traditional paper books. Newspaper anyone? Or is that too cumbersome...

And don't blame the kids if their handwriting sucks, afterall the only way to change one's font type is through practice and practice alone.

Rage against the machines

My portable harddisk has issues. It won't allow me to view the files i have on it, some of which are very dear to me (eg. my original photos from europe and Israel). Thankfully i have most of it on my computer already, but it's still sad. I feel i've been let down in an area i never felt i had to worry about in the first place.

Tis the modern day curse of computers. Afterall, all this technology is supposed to make things more convenient, right? Yet why is it that with all this time and effort it's saving me, i feel even more stressed and tired out whenever things do go wrong?

I say it's all because of the virtual nature of the computer and it's components. In the past if something went wrong (squeaky door, or a loose screw) you'd physically be able to see the problem and fix it. Now with computers, who knows what people are talking about when they address the problem with their cryptic terms. Half the frustration comes from not knowing how to fix the problem coz you can't see it or understand it in the physical realm.

I feel helpless in the wave of technological advancement...

Skip to your loo...

Next time you flush, spare a thought for your toilet

www.worldtoilet.org