Saturday, February 18, 2006

Pretty sure I'm trying to set some sort of record.

Normal life just does not lend itself to blogging. I mean stuff happens, I just don't feel like writing about it. A lot of that is because work is just constantly busy but some of it is just because I'm an everyday average guy now.

I still don't have a haircut, but it's now a matter of when, and how much, not if.

I only feel tall on rainy days. Normally, the short people I see in the street seem like an everyday abberation, little old ladies and little old men are so common that the adjectives go with the nouns like olives and pizza (or indeed almost any foodstuff here). Anyway, on rainy days I realise that it's not just little old ladies and little old men. Most Maltese people carry umbrellas (because when it rains here, it really rains, there's none of that subtle stuff that places further from the equator have. It might start as a gentle drizzle, but pretty soon it's going to be a full on drenching.

When everyone else is carrying an umbrella you notice how short they are. I don't carry one because just as I refuse to conceed to the "cold" and not wear shorts, I refuse to conceed to the rain, plus I'm too lazy and forgetful so it would always be at the wrong location because I couldn't be bothered carrying it back the time before I needed it. Every rainy day, I have to choose between the temporary blindness of wearing wet glasses, or the risk of permanent blindness because of eye-level spikes.

Going to Sweden on Monday for a business trip (see how grown up I am now?). So that should be a lot of fun (even if in one of life's little ironies, one of the people I was supposed to meet with is coming to Malta because of an emergency down here).

Comments:
Ah, the trials and tribulations of a veryically challenged stoic!

But it's an interesting thought that we don't notice differences in height nearly as much when there are just "people" as when they are armed with umbrellas. I wonder what other occurences potentiate our awareness of human differences...
 
Have fun in Sweden. I have been watching some Ice Hockey from Torino (I'm sure some people here don't know that is Turin!!) and wondered do they always have the cinema organ-type music. Somehow the "Can-can" during a women's US vs Sweden game (US lost) didn't quite seem appropriate when they were about as far from doing the cancan as one can imagine!
 
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