There is not a lot of stuff left over from 2011, as the Very Old Blog started only in the end of that year. Should I find stuff elsewhere I will amend this, but as far as I remember I only joined facebook in 2012? And before that and the Very Old Blog, I at the very least do not remember a place to have written things down.

I have written a short story, back then.

I have read a bunch of books over christmas:

• finished The Princess Bride by William Goldman. Recommended.
• finished Getting Things Done by David Allen. Time-managment book, which I’ll probably try to apply.¹
• got and finished Propaganda by Edward Bernays. Was disappointed. Expected something more practical, got basically a well-written propaganda for, well, propaganda.
• started and finished The Art of Fiction by Ayn Rand. Very Ayn-Randy, if one might say so, but has some pieces of advice which might be useful.²
• got and started Amusing Ourselves to Death by Neil Postman. I’m about halfway through. Hard to chew, but definitely recommended so far.
• didn’t even start Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand, my planned reading for the holiday…³

How the fuck did I read so much back then? The answer is probably “I did neither own a smart phone nor a laptop”. Maybe I should go back to that…

And lastly, I have been at a men-with-electric-guitars-drinking-on-stage concert, that I still remember fondly.

1. He did not, at least not in the sense of the book and most definitely not in 2012. ↩︎
2. Based on “what is the fuzz about” I read a few of Rand’s works back then, and I am still glad I never caught that particular strain of brainrot. ↩︎
3. This one would turn out to be the one where she utterly lost me xD ↩︎

Republished as-is.

FutureSjut

Look’s like I got a follower. Welcome aboard, feel free to be bored 😉

Yesterday’s concert was great, with Eisenherz, Kärbholz, 9mm ARR and Betontod. I definitely need to get some CDs of Kärbholz & 9mm.
Hard Moshpit, too aggressive for me, but respectable – no idiotic kiddies who think “pogo” means “please put your elbow in my face”, no windmilling, kicking hardcore-freaks, just a plain old beating.
Good sound, good music, great fun, just the usual drawback of a four-band-concert: way too little time per band.

This is a piece of writing where past me was apparently bitten by a creativity-bug. This happens from time to time. Republished as-is for posteriority.

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