More Shopping and Deep Thoughts (Blog 427)

Today, I went super market shopping with my dad! I got the usual stuff, but of particular note were the delicious, three ginger shots and the not quite so tasty mangoes. As one shot of ginger is described as a ‘defence’ that means I got triple ginger defence which sounds super cool. The phrase ‘Triple ginger defence!’ won’t terrify your enemies in a battle, sure, (unless they really suck at soldiering) but bad bacteria? I think I’d be scared if I were a bacteria at very least. I wouldn’t know for sure though, as I find it difficult putting myself in the mindset of any germs. I just have a hunch, I’d be fearful. Now for the mango story: Sometimes mangoes are too hard, sometimes they’re too soggy. As I’m a veteran mango eater now, as I like to say, I can spot the quality with my eyes alone. That may sound cool, but actually there is a trick to it. Mangoes that are too pale and smooth looking? They’re likely to be too hard. Too dark and rough looking? Then they’re likely to be too soft. That’s all you have to know! :) Today, I had to make the best of the situation and buy fruit that were pretty hit and miss. But that’s life, isn’t it? You have to take the good with the bad. That may sound obvious to you, but maybe not when apparently obvious signs such as ‘please don’t attack our staff’ are common in shops.

Because of an old CD arranging mishap, I left too much space on one row of my collection, in the ’N’ to ‘R’ letter range, but that has worked out for me, because now when I go music shopping in Staines, I can quite happily buy a CD that isn’t right at the end of the alphabet. (And as veteran readers know, if I buy a band starting with A or whatever, that would mean I’d have to rearrange everything, which sucks)… … And now’s the time to drive to the town!… I’m back! In the CD shop there were two bands that stood out to me: The Pixies, and Overkill. Which one to get? Tough one. Maybe this is a coincidence, or maybe I was subconsciously influenced by the phrase ‘tough one’ and I bought the tougher of the CDs, that being Overkill. The mind is a mysterious thing. Then I got a muffin and a milkshake! I didn’t enjoy the treats as much as before, but on the plus side, that does mean I don’t have to keep thinking about them, which I do think is for the best.

Annoyingly on the way back I drove over a pothole. I would have normally avoided it (I certainly don’t seek them out!), but there was traffic approaching on my right hand side, so I couldn’t turn right to avoid the thing or I’d crash. So yeah, I did the right thing and sacrificed my wheel. I could’ve slowed down a bit at very least, but I did the noble thing and didn’t slow down anyone’s journey. Very kind. I keep saying how much I hate potholes, and that I hate road works too. Am I stuck? No! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, build roads out of stainless steel! You think there would be a problem with grip? Not a problem, you cover the steel with sponges. Not only are they good for gripping (surely), they are very pothole resistant. I believe potholes are formed by rain water getting trapped in bits of the road and when the water freezes, it expands, damaging the road. Well, what’s better at dealing with water than a sponge? Luckily I didn’t seem to get a puncture, but I may well have a slow one which is even more dangerous.

You know how long it took me to arrange my collection, just now? About a minute! Not bad at all. Another minute or so was ‘wasted’ by me looking in awe at my collection, but as the saying goes ‘if you have fun wasting time, it’s not really wasted time.’ So I’ll look at my collection later. This may seem random, but I just Googled if we’ll ever have laser weapons. I read an answer saying ‘no’ as all you’ll need to stop a laser is a mirror. I previously heard that the Americans told Russia they could shoot their nukes down with lasers, and Russia got really scared and invested millions trying to protect their weapons from such lasers. Turns out all that money was wasted, as yeah, all you need is a mirror! But that story should be taken with a pinch of salt as my dad said it, and he’s not 100% trustworthy. Blog over I guess! So… bye!