Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 0119

I have a silly sense of satisfaction whenever some theory I’d empirically made up (such as the blurb of Mediterranean weather around my home town) proves to be scientifically accurate, or at least has hard evidence pointing towards it. Daylight saving arrangements have always made me miserable and given me a sort of hangover for…

Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 1018

So it’s the second time in a row I return home without my memory card, probably in my case aging does not bring about loss of memory per se, but loss of memory cards, even though they might of course be somehow interconnected. Horrible pun absolved, let’s get back to why this matters at all. Placebo’s…

Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 0918

One of my biggest regrets in life is not having heard Leonard Cohen, who would have turned 84 on September 21, play live. I know there are far bigger regrets to be had, and perhaps I should count myself fortunate that I fret over something, I wanted to write trivial here and then immediately froze…

Sziget 25: A Retrospective in Pictures

In all honesty, this post should have probably been named a day in the life of the worst photographer in the world, but I kind of decided to make it more about other things, somewhat more important to the universe, than myself. Nevertheless, the day did start with a pretty awesome storm over the fair…