Look! Proof that, um, something.
It is true that once every five years I think “HA, I SHOULD GET A BABY.” It passes by the time dessert comes around.
The article was actually published two days before my blog post, but I’ve only just noticed it, so we will gloss over that little discrepancy. Also, they make some interesting points.
Just because all the kids like hip hop and sexting today does NOT mean they’re going to be intelligent liberal-arts science proponents with a shot at saving the world and colonizing space and all that, right?
And, and, and, someone I know is moving to Stockholm shortly. Naturally, this means that all I see around me these days are references to that very city. I stumbled across a splendid blog all about moving to Stockholm. And someone (oh hai, @NoSomebody!) suggested on Twitterrrr that I add my blog to an excellent site called Bloglovin’; which turns out to be based in Stockholm. And I’ve just finished reading Just My Type, which has a lot to say about Ikea’s font choices – Ikea being Swedish, obvi. (Not quite such a surprising link there, to find something about a certain Swedish furniture company in a book about fonts. When they changed from Futura to Verdana, the world went mental.)
Once my neighbour got a couple of black Labradors. A few weeks later she reported seeing black Labradors EVERYWHERE. It was like the world had suddenly decided that black Labradors were like, soooo on trend, and everyone had them.
What does all this mean? I mean, I know what it means, but what does it MEEEEEAN?
I’m pretty sure there’s a name for this kind of thing. Fallacy of something? Illusion of something? I may or may not have googled this and fallen into a Wikipedia rabbit hole. Don’t look at me like that, you’ve done it too. (Fallen into a Wikipedia rabbit hole, I mean.) I didn’t find an answer (possibly because I couldn’t be bothered to read all of this), but skimming it did give me
an awesome a resplendent new phrase to add to my vocabulary:
Chronological snobbery: where a thesis is deemed incorrect because it was commonly held when something else, clearly false, was also commonly held.
Things I’m looking forward to: telling someone they’re being a chronological snob. ARGUMENT #WINNER.
Other recent happenings:
- I introduced my mum to The Big Bang Theory. One episode later, she loves it and has renamed her cat Sheldon. (Justification: said cat likes routine. So do somewhat autistic people like Sheldon. Boom.)
- I tried to avoid talking about Thanksgiving, but was overwhelmed by a rush of emotion when I thought of all the things I’m thankful for. Dampness in the ocular area ensued.
- With some trepidation, I started listening to Christmas music. It was enjoyable for a while, but..wow that is a catchy song. It did not leave my head for days. (On reflection, I remember this from past Christmases. The urge to sing out loud ‘You’re a bum, you’re a punk, you’re an old slut on junk’ with elderly relatives in the vicinity starts to become unbearable.) (Sorry Mum, I know that would be hideously embarrassing for you.)
- In other Christmas-related news, is it just me (please say it isn’t) or do these Christmas lights look like carrots? Second question: are they supposed to?
- My nails look like this:
a) Madly envious? Then please head this way for a tutorial (scroll down, it’s almost at the end).
b) Left unmoved? Then please click here, and may it serve you right for not caring about my nails.
- An early Christmas present! Sorta. I received the Versatile Blogger Award, nominated by the lovely lambskinny. Thank you so much!
As per the rules, here are 7 random facts about me, plus 10 nominations for this award:
seven random facts
- I own about 700 books, I think.
- No matter how boring or crap, I will try my hardest to make it to the end of a book. Two books that have beaten me are Closing Time by Joseph Heller and The Cold Six Thousand by James Ellroy.
- I learnt to read with Asterix and Tintin comic books. Both French comics, translated into English. I don’t know what this says about me.
- I’m not actually a master baker, but several of my friends and colleagues think I am. I have achieved this by careful manipulation and marketing.
- I’ll eat pretty much anything, so long as it’s not watching me while I do this. This rules out whole fish. Whyyyy do people do that? IT HAS EYES IT IS WATCHING YOU EAT ITS BODY. Gross.
- I grew up in a home where I ate a lot of fruit and veggies, and have somehow managed to carry this over into my adult life, with the result that I have a much healthier diet than lots of my friends. The smugness this induces outweighs the health benefits, however.
- I’ve always had really vivid dreams and remember them in minute detail when I wake up. Instead of boring the surrounding population with these accounts, I started writing them down.
- Manger Beautiful food, beautiful photos
- A New Free Life Rising from the ashes of domestic violence
- Poetry Crush Word-flirtation and flattery
- Speaker7 Speaks to the masses of people not reading that blog
- Frivolous Monsters Just a frivolous person trying to make sense of, and survive in, the rational universe
- Papa Angst A devoted stay-at-home dad and devout absurdist
- Journey of Mixed Emotions From Vancouver to Stockholm and beyond
- Live-Blogging Love and Loss ‘The way Jim lived his entire life, not just the fraction of it during which he knew he was dying, is worth knowing.’
- Alicia’s Little Moments Sometimes the most important moments in life are the little ones
- Creative Liar Because the truth makes me cry
It’s Monday – a whole new week lies before us! Oh come on, at least try to look enthusiastic. Peace, I’m out.