The invisible bald patch and the consolation of shaving

Taken on an economic level, the act of shaving probably occupies thousands of hours in a lifetime. Those are hours that could be productively spent in other occupations, like plucking nasal hairs or scratching on waking.

Reluctant fingers

Fingers shouldn't have to learn that much. They have enough to do without having to relearn four or five different keyboard configurations every couple of years. My spellcheckers correct or highlight the errors, but the irritation remains.

Movie night: Caldera

A young woman, trapped in a lusterless reality, finds mystic nature. The conflict is interesting: a medicated existence ensconced in technology versus the spirituality of psychosis. It comes with a nod to Terry Pratchett. Eleven minutes from Evan Viera.

Happiness, tin camping mugs and second hand yo-yos

There has always been something African about making do with less. A board game can be made with a couple of stones and a bunch of pits scooped out of the sand. A toy car can be made from wire and tin. A toy ox can be made of clay.

Animals, stupid people and safety warnings

The road is nice and flat, compared to most pavements. If you chose to walk in the road and got run over, would you demand that the road be dug up?

Movie Night: The House

Slightly overacted, but a fair piece of New American Gothic. Ten minutes made on a shoestring by Seraph Films.

Longevity & health: drinking blood vs. potato chips

An article I just read tells me that potato chips, bread crusts and roast potatoes also cause cancer.  You got that right. The substance mentioned as the main culprit is called acrylamide. You play with your life and your medical aid fund if you swallow that stuff.

Blankets and other winter joys

'The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence', but at least I have shorts to keep my knees cold, and my blanket to remind me how much I love winter.

Movie Night: Angst

Emiel Penders paints life as a series of mishaps and fears, with a happy resolution in this rather lovely six-and-a-half minute animation.

Father's Day, Will Smith and M Night Shyamalan

I wanted to write something about Gobabis, but it won't come. It makes me sound like a stuck record. It makes me feel depressed. There's always some barracks lawyer in the wings waiting to mess everything up. "No, the group areas act was never a way of getting around the Christian principle of  love, or at least acknowledge and respect, your neighbour."

A note on web privacy and sharing posts with the CIA

Even if you can prove that you don't peer through the window when your wife is in the bathroom, it won't endear you to the neighbour who catches you leering through the window when his wife is in the bathroom.

Movie Night: Harvest

Writer's block, a field and a scarecrow. What could possibly go wrong? 14 minutes from Robin Nevitt.