living at ikea

If a event/phenomenon randomly repeats and inter-connects on a given day, albeit a total coincidence, it can definitely earn the right to dictate the theme of the day. If that's the case then today is IKEA day.

My day was structured around a quick excursion to IKEA --now that's an oxymoron. Ironically, despite being 25 behind my original schedule I arrive 20 minutes BEFORE opening. Also, despite a limited need and a devilish plan I only achieved about half of my mission before I had to scad-addle back to pick up the Bean.

I thought I had left behind IKEA as I went to Hedgehogs. When recounting my failure someone reminded that there was someone living at the NJ IKEA. Haphazardly I found a thread on LIS about this guy.

Mark Malkov is currently finishing out his week living at IKEA in Paramus, NJ.

silver and gold

We spent New Year's Eve at a real party. By "real" I mean that it started after 9pm (so not a dinner party) and it was a collection of people mingling about drinks in hand. Most people didn't know more than a handful of other guests.

It was a diverse gathering of people too. 20-something up to 50-ish I would guess. Couples with kids, singles, gays, straights, drunk and sober. The theme was "Panic at the Disco" so everyone had something in common. And with 4 official hosts, it was more complex than a wedding when asking the "How do you fit in here" question.

We took our infant of "and a half" with us. She was a hit and got spoiled with the amount of attention she attracted. She was also a "chick and dick" magnet. Everyone seemed more open to chat us up --mostly very innocently, but it did result in our meeting a large number of party acquaintances and potential new friends.

And now with the Facebook phenomenon it has become so much easier to "hook up" with your new party friend. Within days I had made the "contact" with that person who had become the darling party buddy. Those friends are normally like one-night stands. You fall in love for the evening, exchange contact details, promise to be best friends forever and slowly fade from each other's memories as the glow of the glitzy night fades. No more.

Currently, I'm "dating" one of my three new facebook buddies that I met at the party. We're exchanging messages and getting to know one another. I think I have a new friend on the way.

As a child there was a song we learned which went:
Make new friends
But keep the old,
One is silver and the other gold.

Here's to new and old friends.

in need of telepathic writing program

Every day I notice something that makes me stop and think "That would make a great entry for my blog." The I get back to my computer, check emails, poke around on Facebook, quibble a bit on an on-line forum and have absolutely no inspiration to reflect on Stockholm.

I need an intuitive, telepathic program that can record what I see with my eyes and the composition of text formulating in my head as I walk. There are Bluetooth headpieces for cellular phones(still need me one of those) why not Bluetooth dictation to my laptop?

OK you inventors out there. Get crakin'