The heat (no, not smoke) detector in the home I’m staying in went berserk all last night. A horrendous time was had by all.

This entry exists in Spanish when you’re not looking. (Quantum physics is cool like that!)

Walking like a Japanese woman in a tiny kimono and still falling: The joys of a society that doesn’t clear snow off its fucking sidewalks.

Well, the experiment ended in success in that I stayed offline for two days, but I think it failed because I didn’t gain any new insight.

I’m going to try to spend the next 48 hours offline. No e-mail, no www, no VoIP, nothing. We’ll see how long I last.

If I cheat, I might actually finish my first book by the end of this year! Trouble is, if I cheat, I can’t really show it to anyone.

Tossing out a bucket of lukewarm water onto the footpath outside your home to clear it of snow is a wonderful idea.

Ice cream makes you skinny.

The result was me having perhaps the best meal I’ve ever had.

Walking home famished at some ungodly hour, I reluctantly forced myself into a seedy kebab place tucked away in the shadiest of alleyways.

Every year they say it’s global warming, but then three months later it gets cold again.

Made my first ever bid at an art auction yesterday! Too bad the bidding reached my threshold in a few seconds, forcing my quick bow out.

The instant people hear you speak unblemished English, they assume you’re a polyglot. Little do they know, you can’t speak anything else.

Actual schoolgirls in actual schoolgirl uniforms. Flippin’ sweet.

First entry from Cambridge! The trip here was very pleasant, with nothing untoward to report.