I always thought that summer is my favourite season. This year I am having my doubts. Continue reading Spring, I love you
After quite a while I am again in the mood to write something other than the usual how to diy youtube video tutorial featuring this or that mr2 part.
Time for some general purpose-less gibberish Continue reading Refusal of reality
Here’s a little theory I have: Everyone is equally happy.
Sounds shocking and wrong doesn’t it? Millions of examples come to mind that refute the hypothesis. Rich people are happier than poor people. Healthy people are happier than sick people. Beautiful people are happier than ugly people. Etc. Continue reading Everyone is equally happy
A fair warning: what follows is full of philosophy and the like.
I came up with this the other day while walking back home with my better half. Once you read it you might think we are some insane frigid couple that frequently attends philosophical debates and talks about the juxtaposition of a sculpture made of coat hangers. The reality is we enjoy watching TV and eating junk food. Continue reading The value of things
We are all burdened with dullness and repetitiveness on a daily basis. The main source of which is usually the work we do for a living. Continue reading Why is it good to have a hobby?
Before I finally break the suspense (oh who am I kidding, no one is reading this) and tell you more about my dream car, let me first bore you some more and tell you how and why I got into cars, and why I think anyone gets and keeps being into cars. Somehow I think that matters.
Cars are glorious. They are so much more than the sum of their parts. So much more than steel, aluminum and plastic (and leather for those better equipped).
They are companions that you get attached to. You relate to your car. From another point of view they are more like women. The better you treat them the happier they are and the better they repay you. Continue reading Why I love cars
We all experience big changes in our lives. Some more than others. However, there is one big change that bypasses no one, and that change is growing up. Ok, it bypassed the 40 year old weirdo next door collecting action figures and living with his mom. Everyone else though, has to grow up.
I woke up the this morning and realized that it had already happened to me – without me noticing it. I started weighing my successes and failures, putting my life’s work up for scrutinization by my high-school self and the promises I have made to myself back then. Continue reading Growing up…