Reading time: 2 mins Danah Boyd has been reflecting on her long lost handwriting skills. “My ability to communicate without editing has decayed. My patience for creating text at a rate slower than I think has decayed.” Are we getting lazy? Are we too reliant on technology or are we simply adapting how we work and think to match…
Reading time: 2 mins Each lazy blink draws my eyelids down, heavy and bloodshot, a constant dryness that no tear can salve. My head is full of freshly picked cotton wool, burrs grate inside my skull and everything is hazy and soft, removed. Every inhalation pulls a yawn to my lungs, saps another trickle of precious energy. Willing myself…
Reading time: 3 mins (Tell me why! I don’t like… ohh, wrong song) I’m not quite sure why but I’ve never really enjoyed Halloween, and I still don’t. It may be because it seems like such a sham these days with strange kids disguised as unruly teenagers turning up at your door and demanding their goods. Occasionally you still…
Reading time: < 1 min I had a lucid dream the other morning. Louise had gotten up early and I dozed off again to grab a final 15 mins in bed. When I say dozed off, I really mean that I was vaguely aware of her alarm going off before nodding back off some seconds later. Nanoseconds that is… When…
Reading time: < 1 min I remember reading, somewhere, that picking your nails was, in psychotherapy terms, a “mild form of self-abuse”. In which case, hello, my name is Gordon and I abuse myself. Hmm that last sentence doesn’t sound quite right. Anyway, yes I pick my nails, rarely use clippers and yes I tend to do it when I’m…
Reading time: 2 mins A couple of things have prompted this post. I seem to have been sucked into Twitter recently, I’m still not exactly sure why it appeals so much but it is annoyingly addictive whilst remaining relatively useless (to me). The odd snippet of information here and there is all well and good but I do wish…