Words of wisdom

The dictionary defines 'Epiphany' as 'a sudden moment of total insight'. And it can come from the most unusual sources. Yesterday I was watching TV, as I ate dinner, and an add for the Australian tourist board came on. You know the type, 'we are amazing, come and visit us'. It actually had a story: there was this very busy business woman, stressed out of her mind, and then she goes Down under, and washes away her worries is some sort of natural pool in the Outback. Towards the end, there is the cutest aboriginal young girl, no older than 6, that says something that just sucked the air out of my lungs, like I had been punched in the chest. 'Sometimes, to find yourself, you need to get lost first.' Truer words have never been spoken. Look out world, I may have just found myself again.

What would be a really really crap superpower?

Right, this one started as a really silly conversation in the pub. What would be technically a superpower, but a really really crappy one? I came up with 'knowing the type of pizza without opening the box', and another mentioned was 'heightened senses, but just a liiiiitle bit above normal'. Any suggestions out there?

My first attempt at an Haiku (apologies to 4000 years of Japanese culture)

The running stream

Silver flowing in the light

Everything changes

The sword, reforged!

Here I am again. Didn't write here for ages, 'cos I had REALLY more important things to worry about, I'm afraid to say. But it's over, now. I'm in Oxford, one of the most beautiful cities on the planet - not as much as Lisbon, but almost! - and enjoying being a student again. More details as they come, stay tuned, folks!

I will try and teach.

Title says it all. Had enough of synthesis, and anyway dunno if I would want to keep it up for the next 10 years or something. So, will try and teach. Always liked it, and had good experiences during the PhD/Post-Doc. As I said in the previous entry, I'm back, baby!

I'm still here.

Worst week ever. Complete 180° turn. Life shaken, if not stirred. Recovering. Feeling better. Rising slowly from the flames. Will be stronger for it. You just whatch me.

Take the pebble from my hand, grasshopper....

I trully believe that H is a superhero. For real. The mild mannered graphic artist (and a good one at that, check his Blog, link on the right.) is probably a Kung Fu fighting, spandex wearing, masked caped crusader, jumping over the nightime city's roofs. Either that or he has a cybernetic endoskeleton, and he's here from the future to kill us all. Jury's still out on that one. Oh, and he dances salsa and kizomba and the like. Actually, he teaches them. See what I mean? Seriously, if you see him around, try and see if he's wearing the utility belt by mistake (I haven't had any luck yet). But in his secret identity he's an amazing guy and even better friend. And he's T's husband, so that's another point in his favour. Whatch the night sky, that's all I'm saying....