More flexible fixtures = no more lost spoons

Generally I dislike change. I like things to be easy and known – I like to drift through time on automatic and not have to work hard just to get through the day.

That being said, in the house, I don’t like fixtures much. I don’t like built-in wardrobes much, although they are functional. I prefer things I can rearrange. Sinks and gas plumbing generally annoy me. I’d like to move the stove and the sink, clean behind them and put them somewhere else for a change…. Why would you want them tied down? Can’t they make them at least on flexible metal pipes so you can pull them away from walls and clean? Not that I would get around to it too often, but I would like to be able to. And what about all those wooden spoons we found behind the old stove – that would never happen in a world designed by moi.

What image recognition software will do for shoe shopping

They say we will be able to photograph restaurants with our phones and then pull up reviews without typing any words…. Lovely, but my immediate thought was – That would be great for shoes.

I often find my optical receptors zooming in on other women’s shoes (with something like the six-million dollar man running sound effect) and find myself wishing they would automatically take an anonymous photo so that I can put those exact shoes on my wishlist. Of course you never can find those shoes anywhere and my mind also dismisses them as optionally: ‘from Melbourne’; ‘from London’; ‘from Italy’…..

If said shoes were available on the web and an image recog software could automatically locate and price them in local currency…. Hmmm.

And while we are dreaming, my phone would also have, (through a nifty electronic pad of some kind that is either at home or in a shop/podiatrist’s somewhere), all the specs for my feet to upload to shoe manufacturers and retailers. I want my shoes to arrive fitted and with a bit of padding in the right place on the right shoe for that bone that sticks out….

Fascinating objects

Hoarding doesn't do anything for your life - it traps you. Like some aggregate that grows until you are enslaved by your possessions. Yet it is grouping together of fascinating objects that makes a museum, a gallery, an exciting shop and a home.
I suppose there are worse things to pass on to your children, but to not give the gift of the hoard both saddens and relieves me ....

Where does your childhood go when you no longer have a room to house it?

To say goodbye to the childhood room .... Most people have to do this sooner, or later ....

Where does your childhood go when you no longer have a room to house it? What do you do with the artifacts of this other place? It has grown with each year, each piece of christmas ribbon saved and the ongoing collecting of stamps and books. There is the physical problem of incorporating the old hoard with the new, but what else ... a loss of childhood self.

If I didn't have to go back and clean it out I could pretend it was always there. I do need to learn to let go.

shallow like a bird bath

I know I'm shallow and selfish.... I read somewhere that artists are egocentric, so even though I might not be an artist anymore, I still exhibit some of the traits. Just like me to throw away the good bits and keep the bad....

like talking to pieces of a tape recording

Never get old and sick. Never get old and sick and be in a rural area. Make decisions about this sort of thing before it happens and don't leave it up to someone else to decide for you. Whatever you do, there is no such thing as an end with dignity.

isn't science exciting

Ignoring the atomic bomb and animal experiments just for a moment - isn't science thrilling. Headlines like Mars probe finds rare life on Earth make my day - yes, really.

It makes it hard for me to understand why some people seem to be determined to waste time on warlike stuff when there's so much to be discovered just under our feet.