Today has been a day of rain, paranoia and headaches (I don’t fair well when I’m stuck inside). So this just going to be a hodgepodge of happy pictures, funny things and interesting words.
Blague – humbug; pretentious nonsense
Xanthippe – ill-tempered woman
Chasmophile – lover of nooks and crannies
Wappend – tired, incontinent, unchaste
I don’t think the Artificial Inspiration likes me very much anymore. I’ve been watching Jessica Jones recently, and this has a Kilgrave vibe to it.
HAL 9000: Just what do you think you’re doing, Dave?
Word of the day: theologaster – petty or shallow theologian
I really hope someone’s got a plan.
Word: Gardyloo – warning cry
“Prime numbers are what is left when you have taken all the patterns away. I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical but you could never work out the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them.”
― Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
Word of the day: Galeanthropy – belief that one is a cat
Today I saw a kestrel. That’s it.
“Well you know what they say, put five hundred monkeys in a room and they’ll come up with Shakespeare”
The guy chatting to his friend on the train, I don’t think he thought this one through
There’s a young man who lives down my road. I often see him on my way into work and one my walk home. On the odd occasion I’ve been walking that bit of road in the middle of the day, I’ve seen him then too. He walks with his head hung low, slowly plodding one foot then the other, up and down towards the station and back again. I figure he must live in the halfway house on my road and they kick him out during the day. I always want to talk to him because it seems like a lonely life, but since he’s staring down at the floor I can’t catch his eye.
Anyway, today he was sitting in front of a house, in the driveway, on his knees, facing the building. His head hung low as always. Just kneeling there, long enough for me to walk up the road and past him without moving. It was worrying.
Word of the day – Eremiomania – abnormal interest in stillness
Artificial Inspiration is harsh today. Tough love.
Word of the day: thumomancy – divination by means of one’s own soul
‘But what if you woke and all the flowers had shrivelled from the earth? What then?’
The Tale of the Rollocking Waste
Does anyone think of themselves as a normie? I appreciate there are degrees of oddness, but surely we’re all a least bit strange.
“Since the dawn of time, man has yearned to destroy the sun”
Mr Burns – The Simpsons
Word of the day: teratology – study of monsters, freaks, abnormal growths or malformations
More words of wisdom from the mind of an algorithm (they know us so well)
The little sleep I had last night was loaded with dreams, the kind that vanish from your memory as soon as you wake, but leave you with a feeling that something happened. And that sense keeps coming back, almost like a memory: Something important happened. But no idea what. Since it was a dream, I’m assuming it was about zombies.
Anyway, once I reached five am I couldn’t stand being in bed any longer and went to the window and saw this sky
So that was sublime. I hope you’re all having a beautiful day too.
‘The door is wide and open, don’t go back to sleep.’ Rumi
Word of the day: Hypaethral – roofless; open to the sky
HAL 9000: I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do
Words of the day: Cogitabund – meditative; engaged in deep thought
Digitorium – silent piano for practising
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