How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Cigarette

8 weeks and 1 day ago I took a long and semi-permanent break in smoking. That post title over there. Yeah, that one. A reference again, I like you those as you probably already know and I am not planning on stopping them any time soon. Not that you've ever complained. This post, the one after the jump. It's about how I realistically managed to stay smoke free.

Sunday Flu, Monday Stay Home

I'm sick. Again. For fucks sake.

Do You Feel That?

Keeping up with my current theme of "writing" I am simply going to leave these three videos here, mkay? So they're releasing Jurassic Park in 3D… in celebration of 20 years later. But to be honest — the movies were all right I suppose — the only thing I could think about when watching the new trailer was that it feels oddly edited towards the attention span of a modern audience. I say "oddly" because it actually irked me. In a way I suppose it all makes sense, but at the same time I would have genuinely enjoyed the opportunity to watch a frame for frame remastering of the trailer from -93. The movie is the same, why shouldn't the trailer be too?

Anyway, I'll let you judge for yourself after the jump.

Friday Boob Video

It's Friday so you should get a funny video about boobs. Well… sort of about boobs anyway. At least it's funny.

A Promise Is A Promise

So yeah, I stupidly promised my wife I wouldn't sit at the laptop today. And whilst I am very open the idea of relaxing away from the computer, this time it was ridiculously  easy to follow my wife's advice because I am so tired that I actually just want to sleep.. Hence the shortness of my post, okay?

I Miss Certain Kinds of Fish

This post's title is a reference to the Thanks For The Fish post I wrote the day we left Finland. That post title in turn was a pretty obvious — at least I think — reference to Douglas Adams' "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy". Right. Now that we have covered all the various references made here and there, let's get to the point of this particular post. Which should also be pretty obvious at this point but lest it isn't, I will simply state it here. I miss — amongst other things — Salty Liquorice, a lot.

Living In The Moment

Today, just like yesterday you are — disappointingly, I might add — going to have to settle for something short. Only this time, to spare you the effort of reading a Victorian book about the language of flowers, I thought I would provide you with a video instead. David Mitchell's Soapbox ranges from "awesome" to "meh". Here's one that's a bit "above average" on that scale.