Archive for September, 2008
A while ago, P. told me about a computer game called ‘Portal’, in which you use a gun-like device to fire dimension-bending linked apertures onto walls in rooms of a building in order to progress through levels of increasing difficulty. His description piqued my curiosity (often not a good idea – see previous post), and yesterday I looked up a trailer on YouTube:
After watching this trailer, those of you who know me will understand why I had to purchase this game immediately. I did, and now I’m addicted. And I have a 7000-word translation due on Wednesday!
I think I finally have an inkling of how smokers feel in aeroplanes.
Yesterday I did a search on YouTube for animations of geometric dissections, my nerdy mathematical hobby. Of course there weren’t any to be found, but the search results did include a number of videos on autopsy, and me being the hopelessly curious person I am, I took the trouble to click through all the age verification checks and watch the autopsy videos.
Man, that was disgusting.
Those autopsy scenes in CSI where you have a rather banged-up, dishevelled and possibly discoloured (but otherwise completely intact) corpse lying on the bench and a well-spoken and considerate coroner who gently prods with delicate instruments looking for possible minute clues to abuse could not be more misleading. On YouTube there were bolt-cutters, pliers, a circular saw and knives of varying size and shape, which all left very little in their wake that was even reminiscent of anything resembling a corpse. They just cut that sucker up.
Surprisingly, the voiceover nevertheless said that the technique used still retained the possibility for an open-casket funeral, should the individual’s family desire. I fail to understand how this is possible.
All I can say is: I really hope I don’t die a suspicious death.
Today I caved in, and bought an umbrella while it was raining.
However: it did cost 21 euros, is olive-green, has a curved handle, and makes a sublime swoosh! sound when you open it. I feel quite the man-about-town.