On yesterday's CNN.com website:
Can morality be changed magnetically?
That's quite interesting... and so are the readers' comments!
Beyond raising quite a few interesting questions (which might very well inspire Francis H Woods to finally get back to some writing...) such as whether Big Brother has now new powers unleashed by science, or does this give a new meaning to life, our minds and how does that fit in religious stuff, this article brings up the issue of power abuse in research labs: how many, out of the 20 undergraduates really wanted to have their brain activity interrupted?
Jesse J. March 31st, 2010 15:49 ET
But, Sweetheart! I didn't mean to have that affair! It's just that I got too close to all those refrigerator magnets in the kitchen, and..........and..................I just couldn't help myself!
29.3.10
The price is right
Remembering the good old days, I met my friend Chouchou in one of my favorite areas in the city. Just to walk around, do some shopping and stop for a drink.
Counting calories, I chose to have a Perrier (8oz) with a slice of lemon. 5.50 euros.
Yep. A litte bit of water and a tiny piece of lemon.
Same price as his beer...
26.3.10
Empty days
I thought having that much vacation time would be the opportunity to do all the things I never have time to do...
But somehow there's ALWAYS something that needs to be done and that is not fun.
Today was applying for a new passport, and it took pretty much all day.
How can I catch up the wasted time now?
But somehow there's ALWAYS something that needs to be done and that is not fun.
Today was applying for a new passport, and it took pretty much all day.
How can I catch up the wasted time now?
25.3.10
24.3.10
Clogs are great for airport security check
but they suck when it comes to running.
I flew back from the US on Monday-Tuesday. The last plane was delayed and took off from JFK at 5:35am instead of 12:35am. Yikes. 7 hours spent in terminal 4 when all the stores are closed is not that much fun.
Oh well. Next thing I know is my bag did not make it to the last plane despite the 7h layover. Don't ask me how this is possible!
So now, Wednesday, 8pm local time, I still have only the clothes I came with - and the clogs. Actually, I borrowed socks because mine were not dry from the overnight handwashing of my garments.
I had planed to get a new passeport (**biometric** fancy!), but when I showed up at the local passport office, about 50000 people (I barely exaggerate, I swear) were already waiting. They weren't issuing tickets anymore. So I left... and went to buy a clarinet!
Yay! I decided that last week after buying a mandolin for Oggy. I found a store right there, got in and said: give me a clarinet! I know nothing about this instrument, I don't know what I need!
The lady told me to come back later to meet the clarinet teacher. He would give me a quick lesson and help me try the instrument. Great.
Only problem was: I got home, decided to take a quick nap (8h time change, you know...) and got up late for my appointment. I ran to the subway with my clogs and crashed on the stairs pretty badly. My knee is about 2 times bigger than this morning.
I have a clarinet though, and manage to get a few OK sounds out of it. I will see the guy again when mine is adjusted and ready to go. Hopefully I can hop to the store tomorrow (and to the passport place...)
I flew back from the US on Monday-Tuesday. The last plane was delayed and took off from JFK at 5:35am instead of 12:35am. Yikes. 7 hours spent in terminal 4 when all the stores are closed is not that much fun.
Oh well. Next thing I know is my bag did not make it to the last plane despite the 7h layover. Don't ask me how this is possible!
So now, Wednesday, 8pm local time, I still have only the clothes I came with - and the clogs. Actually, I borrowed socks because mine were not dry from the overnight handwashing of my garments.
I had planed to get a new passeport (**biometric** fancy!), but when I showed up at the local passport office, about 50000 people (I barely exaggerate, I swear) were already waiting. They weren't issuing tickets anymore. So I left... and went to buy a clarinet!
Yay! I decided that last week after buying a mandolin for Oggy. I found a store right there, got in and said: give me a clarinet! I know nothing about this instrument, I don't know what I need!
The lady told me to come back later to meet the clarinet teacher. He would give me a quick lesson and help me try the instrument. Great.
Only problem was: I got home, decided to take a quick nap (8h time change, you know...) and got up late for my appointment. I ran to the subway with my clogs and crashed on the stairs pretty badly. My knee is about 2 times bigger than this morning.
I have a clarinet though, and manage to get a few OK sounds out of it. I will see the guy again when mine is adjusted and ready to go. Hopefully I can hop to the store tomorrow (and to the passport place...)
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