some stuff

cheese

Two things I believe to be true. If I eat cheese just before going to bed I will have odd dreams, and the memory of a dream fades quickly so if I want to remember the details I should write them down as soon as I wake up. Saturday night I had a chunk of Edam before bed and sure enough had an odd dream. There are two things I recall from this dream; one is that part of it was set in some old-London seedy area, very dim, possibly a gambling den. And the second thing I remember is writing down the details. But I wrote down the details in the tail end of the dream, so alas the rest of the detail is gone. It was a good dream though, I remember that.

no cheese

I had the cheese because I was hungry and I was hungry because I had not eaten between 13:00 Friday and 13:00 Saturday. This was a fasting day of my 5:2 "diet." I put diet in quotes because I'm not dietting per-se, just following it because it may do me some good health-wise, and hey, why not? I like the idea of fasting for 2 days and eat what you like on the other 5. I've been having two periods of 24 hours without food each week for a little over 3months (excluding the week prior to the Glow Worm Marathon. I figured it wise to feed-up prior to a 5hour run.) The Friday-Saturday fast was my first with zero calories. I am allowed 600 calories on fast days and these normally come in warm, milky, caffienated form. Last Friday-Saturday I had only water. And really, I wasn't that hungry by Saturday afternoon. One thing I have learnt from the diet (and "dry July", also in quotes) is that I have no trouble with abstinance. As long as I have a hard and fast rule I can stick to it. I think I would be shit at any other diet, and if there is beer and chocolate in the house I will drink and eat it all.

reno

The renovation moves on and last week Stuart ripped the 4.8m wide sliding doors out from our rumpus room and replaced them with boards. Our new slab was poured and we narrowly avoided disaster as Rowlf bolted down the side of the house to investigate. The scaffold has gone and the new bits look all lovely and new while the old bits stand in start contrast and leave the viewer in no doubt as to why we are giving the facade of the bunker a bit of a polish.

pics

I took over 400 pictures this weekend with 4 different cameras, 313 of which were with my old nikon D70s SLR. It is a brick of a thing compared to the point-and-shoots I've become accustomed to and also to the Micro 4/3 Olympus Pen Mini I recently bought. But the brick just encourages you to take more pictures. I think it is because it feels like a real camera, and I know it is because it has a viewfinder. Two things that give me far more pleasure than you would expect them to; framing a picture in a viewfinder and not on a screen, and changing camera lenses. Neither of these things make my pictures any better, but they make me feel better when taking them. The downside; carying an SLR does nothing for my time management.