April showers bring May flowers

wish I had remembered to cancel netflix.. there's nothing on it...what a waste of... I mean now I watched Black Mirror there isn't anything really to watch and I've seen it all. FU*xx! Bucks my arse

Time rolls by, seasons change,
petals fall and rivers range,
but my love for you forever stays,
steady through all nights and days.

A 90-minute podcast, if you skip the ads... Meanwhile, I made some cottage cheese–chia–chocolate pudding and a few carrot fries. And this bedtime story of mine just keeps going.

Zuck could build it if he could predict what people are going to use in the future. I left a comment on a Facebook billionaire’s post about his “running” shoes — flames licking his ankles like Hermes’ wings...

It's getting late. I had a story about how my evening went, but honestly, it’s all just routines.

HELP — I found my headphones!!! They were right next to me... No need to start dreaming about new ones or Meta’s AI glasses anymore. Until they can start recording my dreams onto a hard drive, it’s all the same to me.

In Black Mirror, everyone had those implants at their temples. I always thought the jawbone would be a better location — more direct if you actually want to hear something. Or at least I think I read that somewhere, maybe in one of the Robert Langdon books where AI is involved too.

I kind of want to play something on the Switch. I went to the deposit ATM today, and while I was out, I stopped by Alko too. Spent 30€ at the store, 40€ at Alko, and then ordered food delivery... Spent too much, but hey, May Day’s Eve is the day after tomorrow. Me, I need at least mead, doughnuts, and some streamers. A bit of whisky, a strong cider, some Australian white wine — sounds good.

Zuck wouldn't touch any of it. He wouldn’t numb his senses with anything. He wants to stay sharp, stay creative. Reality is the best drug, he says. What a load of crap about how social media isn't good or bad — but they still wouldn’t let their kids use it, except maybe some closed system, like their VR headsets...

Where was I? Tell us! I don’t know! Everything’s made up anyway. People can lead you way off course... so be careful who you let have influence over you in this attention economy. They talk a lot about user experience design and all that. 1991... anyway, what’s the history of sharing? The Bible? The Malleus Maleficarum? Camera photos, pamphlets... audio media, music, orchestras.

Black Mirror made me think about how there’s this timeline. But my thing is mostly time loops. And the approach of the apocalypse. Water shortages, climate shifts, floods, hurricanes, earthquakes, volcanoes, wildfires, war, famine... acid raining from the sky, and humanity jumping one evolutionary stage forward.

Maybe, just maybe, instead of racing to every damn planet, we should start by exploring the depths of our oceans first.

I'm not Jules Verne. Though maybe I could Verne things up if I wasn’t so... hmm, free from the kind of pressure that exists in the deep blue holes and all that. Not to mention the shady ancestors. Yikes. My mind leaps from one science topic to another like this. Cholera or plague? Hygiene, industrialization, modern spoiled kids born with a modem stuck up their butt — and hopefully, someday, they won’t even need these devices anymore...

Sigh. You probably don't need my nonsense. But then again, wouldn’t it be fun to be an au pair in Hawaii for Zuck’s kids? Who would even qualify for that? Go dig your own ditch, oh great lover of stick-cow toys.