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I used Twitter to keep people updated about what I am going to post here. So it might be a little meta to talk about Twitter but that is what this post is about.
One reason I got a smart phone, in the first instance, was because of Twitter. I remember being out and about and thinking of cool witty things I could tweet. I was going to be funny! I had no illusions of this making me popular but I liked the idea of regular tweets and the weirdness of my brain seemed like a good place to mine for content.
Then something weird happened. When I got a smartphone ideas for tweets seemed to leap from my brain!

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My brain and I don’t have the best of relationship. If we were on Facebook it would probably be labelled ‘It’s complicated.’
Luckily I can wrestle it into submission when I sit down to write and sometimes ideas come out of nowhere and I am grateful. And sometimes ideas come out of nowhere and I want to give myself a good talking to because they are too weird.
I have a Google home and it is wonderful to be able to say: ‘Okay Google: Play ‘Bring it all Back’ and have it respond with. ‘Playing Baby got Back’ – not a real example but sometimes what it does bears as much similarity to what I asked for as an omelette does to a pizza!
And I remember long before Google home was a thing that I wanted this kind of thing. I wanted to listen to music and at the end of each song being able to give a verbal command and pick the next track – scrolling is such a bore. Now that I can do that my brain seems devoid of thoughts and can’t call to mind another song.
In conclusion my brain seems to have been rotted by technology. It is so easy to be over stimulated by all the stuff of the internet. Sounds, visuals, even words on a screen. It is only a matter of time before we start to have little computers embedded in our brains. Resistance is futile.
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I just wanted to say that I have checked this post. I really have. Unfortunately my particular combination of dyslexia and dyspraxia makes it really hard for me to spot typos. Please enjoy and I’ll try not to make too many errors.





Last Saturday was the Grand Final of the Eurovision Song contest. This is something I watch every year. One year I watched it on catch up how sad is that?
I have a tendency to be rather negative. This is a problem I have. This is a problem I need to deal with. This is a problem I don’t quite know how to deal with.
worth it if it meant never having to feel bad.
both in reality and in our own minds. Thus taking a few minutes to stop and not think can surely only be beneficial. With the caveat if you’re in a car heading off a cliff you might want to try turning away.
By the time you read this I will have returned from my holiday. I hope that I will feel refreshed and a bit better about myself.
Naturally writing is my dream. I can’t imagine not doing it. At times it is infuriating; when the image so clearly in my mind is so hard to translate into these little inefficient squiggles. At times it is annoying: when I don’t know something and have to get passed the 20th page on a Google search or find an expert. And sometimes I realise that the thing I need to know is something I will never understand.
I have been thinking lately about the merits of getting up at 0500. And in reading that you might think that I have gone mad. Maybe I have gone mad but that is a separate issue.
Of course this is me we’re talking about so there is always some worry.
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Star Trek’s optimism of the future is a wonderful thing. I do wonder though what the real effect of an alien’s arrival on Earth would be.
I have a tiny kitchen. I only have two rings and have to use the bed as a surface. Yes you read that right.
Lately I haven’t been cooking all that much. And when I have it is usually a case of chop and stir-fry. Today (2018-03-14) I decided to follow an actual recipe.
In my efforts to exercise I use a pedometer. Having a target to reach is so helpful to me in feeling that I have actually achieved something.
I have however stopped buying chocolate. I like chocolate, obviously, and it is so easy to take a square every time you open the cupboard – or just from boredom. So basically I have no self control and can only do it by not having it in the flat.
I am not sure how much of an effect that is having but it can only be a good thing. Who knows maybe in a few months I will be thin or, at the very least, thinner.
As you can tell from the title I have run out of gym puns.
Granted I only live 15 minutes away but it still takes time. And I never felt like going after work or on consecutive days so that very much limited my options.
I bought a dumbbell. Yes. Just the one. I can alternate arms so there was no real need for two. I just need to make sure I keep a good count so that I don’t end up being lopsided.