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Last night when I came home after swimming, I noticed in horror that I had neither any sweet chocolate nor any gummy bears (or the like) left! Fortunately, I managed to find some biscuits, but they did not have any chocolate on them and contained less than 500 calories per 100 gr, so they essentially qualified as diet food. If I hadn’t found the biscuits, I would have had to make myself a bowl of Choco Pops or even do some proper cooking and make myself some pasta with ready-made pesto. In both cases, I would have had to clean at least one bowl/pot and one spoon/fork afterwards. Horrible thought!

This morning things got worse, when I realized I had accidentally bought semi-skimmed milk with only 2.5% fat! Aaarggh!! But fortunately, I had some creme (for coctails) left, so I could pimp my milk a bit to at least ensure a minimum level of 4-5% of fat before mixing it with Choco Pops.

Why can’t there be clear labels on such kinds of food: “Warning! This item is low in fat and sugars!”

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… a 70 years no-claims car insurance bonus!

Sheila Thomson, a spry 105-year old, scratched a parking car last month. Not a big deal for most of us (also happened to me 9 years ago), but quite a drama if that’s your first car accident ever … in 70 years of driving.

She never took a driving test … because they didn’t exist when she took to the roads. Amazing woman. http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=454542&in_page_id=1770

Via 10 detours in my brain, this reminds me of the fact that I have pretty much no clue, how human memory works. I mean, memories are what defines us. Without them we wouldn’t recognize other people, we wouldn’t recognize ourselves in the mirror, we wouldn’t even remember that we can actually use our body parts.

Something so utterly fundamental, and I don’t have the slightest idea about how it works. (Only that it doesn’t work at all for me with respect to colors or what cloths people wore.) “Something about connections between neurons.” But then I don’t really understand neurons, let alone consciousness. That reminds me that I should read more in “Gödel, Escher, Bach”.

105 years of consciousness. A long chain of infinitesimal sensations and thoughts that define a person. Amazing, that thing called “life”. Doesn’t need a reason to exist. It just “is” – by definition.

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