Let us start abruptly with advice which, were I to follow, would probably mean the end of this little procrastinated procrastinating amusement of mine: productivity is apparently all about attention management, as opposed to more classically held views that it’s time management that counts. Or better said, time management can only be accomplished if one manages…
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Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 0319
Where to begin? It’s probably boring to mention that I have procrastinated procrastinating again, so I’ll dive headfirst into the excuse: I’ve actually watched a fair amount of films in March, even if my heart was a little shattered by the fact that Titanic festival will only be happening in October, in spite of the…
Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 0219
So February has been a rabidly horrible month, it felt both as if it lasted forever and never happened at all, I even procrastinated procrastinating, and don’t have all that much to post here, so instead I’ll delight you with some spectacularly bad phone photography. But until then: the Oscars happened, I was unprepared for…
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…
Pocket Diary Budapest 