maturity

maturity is when you realize your opinions and positions are not necesarily the only right ones

14 emails

Today I got 14 emails in my inbox from myself. Must . Stop . Having . Ideas . At . Night

perks

i guess one good thing of having a baby that can’t talk yet but does already fart is that you can always blame her when you do (fart)

#pleasedie

people who use

#morningcoffee (heart shaped foam)
#dreambig (company door logo)
#soblessed (feet on the sand)
#neverstopexploring (machu picchu)
#justanotherdayatwork (celebrity visiting campus)
#viewfrommyoffice (palm-tree and laptop)
#beyourself (duckface)

all-boys/all girls, still today?

Today I discovered that all-girls and all-boys schools still exist. According to the internet, some of the reasons for this, and I quote, are:

“Mixed genders can be a distraction.”

“Teachers can employ instruction techniques geared toward specific genders.”

On the first one, how, how is a boy a distraction to a girl or vice-versa at age 5, 10 or 15. Are you sexualizing kids already at that premature age? How’s a girl or a boy a distraction if you treat students of both genders equally and their gender indifferently? People who use this argument are looking at the topic from a (somewhat pervert) adult’s perspective.

On the second one, what the fuck are you talking about. Are mathematics or language supposed to be taught differently to boys than girls? Are you going to teach girls maths for cooking and boys maths for rocket building, or what is the deal here?

Look, my sisters went to the same school as I did, became great professionals as I did, and I’m incredibly proud to say we received equal education, in equal conditions and with equal expectations. I had girls and boys who lead the class group teams and activities equally, which was a great lesson for the future.

Basically, I think all-girls and all-boys schools are a monstrous idea, the last thing we need. In fact, shouldn’t just be banned these days?

shaving machines, or spaceships

some shaving machines look like fucking Tron motorcycles.

with carefully designed curved lines, metallic shimmering reflections, buttons, controllers, flex heads, a multiprecision system of synergized blades, sportive colors, turbo power, intelligent technology, and a digital screen that tells you how much battery you have left in case you were in the jungle hunting jaguars with your own manly hands far from electrical outlets and were in need of a shave.

what the fuck is all of this. give me a fucking shaving machine. not a spaceship.

i think these machines are a symbol of masculinity for those in need of earning the label. grow up.

prepared for life

After many years I have finally made a backup of my computer. I have never felt more prepared for life in my life.

fuck it

i can’t believe that my favorite online english dictionary doesn’t have entries for “fuck” or “fucker”. i can’t fucking believe it, i am highly disappointed and i think offended too. i am immediately discontinuing use of this dictionary.

live, not work

i know the choice of wording is unfortunate, but when people talk about making their work-life balance work it seems to me the problem is already biased. what about “making the work-life balance live“?

code “Black”

Code “Black” for me and I’ll tell you what you do

[?, ?, 0] -> artist
[0, 0, 0] -> programmer
[0.0f, 0.0f, 0.0f] -> graphics programmer
#000000 -> none of the above. maybe, perhaps, a designer

144 diapers

these diapers i see in the supermarket come in a packet of 144. i guess for parents who are lovers of the dozenal system and for babies who produce square turds

how to react when …

how to react when …

* … you purposely leave a joke half cooked for the audience to complete, and most understand so, but then somebody writes the punch line in the comments thinking they are funny and clever because have ingeniously created a joke.

* … somebody with clearly no taste makes some ugly derivative of some work of yours and they publish and present it as an improvement, and everybody can see it.

moody morning

Just woke up and discovered it’s a gorgeous rainy morning again. So I had to play the one piano song that I know playing the matches the mood:

men can too

i think that, contrary to the popular culture, men can multitask. i think it’s just they don’t even bother trying.

an adult

i think that (in the US) you are not really an adult till you have a dependent in your health insurance plan.