Tag: Tales

Fairy Tales and Images from my laptop!

Thank you Kristina for alerting us to the power of the fairy land generator. First of all a young prince and his hounds in a wood Prompt was: Me: Now can you do one of a young prince who rides a white horse and has two white hound dogs riding through a dark wood in the manner of a medieval tap...

Tales of 1508 Sathorn…

The aroma of fresh baked banana bread wafts through the doors of our SAP social sabbatical common rooms in Bangkok.  Markus Meisl , the baking maestro, whips out a perfectly risen loaf in a matter of minutes, every few days. No ripened banana in our vicinity can escape this fate. As th...

Tales of Hollywood 9: In-N-Out, Fatburger, and McDonald’s

I did it. Hit the scale at 300. Yes! Should I be ashamed? Should I celebrate? Order two Domino’s? A chocolate cake from Sweet Lady Jane on Melrose? I don’t have a weighing machine in my bathroom (Why do I sometimes call it a weighing machine instead of a scale? I seem to recall &ldquo...

Tales of the shitty

Pardon the French, Parisians. Just a shower felt so nice. Living in extremes. Too many friends do cocaine. Not opposed, but stay away. It’s just nonsensical. Years go by. Woke up LA. I get it, I get it. Vetting. Not really. He’s gotta do cleaning, daily. ...

Tales of Travel in Mexico City

Arrived early at Mexico City airport, and took a little bit of time to get through customs and find my way out of the terminals. I hailed an Uber and took it to our hostel Stayinn Barefoot Condesa ($6 USD for the Uber). Christmas time in Mexico City is quiet, as most of the city shuts down for ...

Quarantine Tales: Home Sweet Home!

Home sweet Home! It’s quite a relief to be out of quarantine. I just wish I could come up with some shinier pearls of wisdom about how to get through the experience than keep busy and stay positive. Sadly (or perhaps mercifully) I don’t have enough insights to be mined or lessons to be l...

Quarantine Tales: Day 14

My last day at Hotel Quarantine. I can check out at midnight if I manage to stay up that late or I can leave tomorrow morning. Given that I generally prefer to retire early, I suspect that the latter is the more likely course of action. The last few days have dragged on much more slowly than I&rs...

The Potluck Tales: Lessons in Event Logistics & How to Plan Your Next Event Well

On Thursday, I and another fellow colleague hosted an organizational potluck — the first after many years of not having one. Not sure when the last one was. There was a last-minute location change due to circumstances out of our control. However, the turn out was positive. 35 people in atte...

Biochemical Tales From Our Innerverse — GABA — Air Brakes Of The Mind

Hi there, connoisseurs! Back, as promised last week with another sterling tale from the annals of Innerverse, to titillate and sharpen your scientific tempers. This time, about an elegant molecule that slams the brakes on to slow down the mind whenever in danger of skidding off the tracks. I...