Free rave party. Courtesy of nature.

So picture this: You sit up at night. At 4 am. Everything is perfectly normal. But what's that? Something flashing in the sky? At first you think that you're just imagining things and go back to what you were doing. Which in my case was totally not porn. And then it happens again. But way worse. The sky lights up like God was playing with his new strobe light. Then there's the thunder. This continues for 30 minutes. The power went out after 15.

I think this was the first time in my life that I've seen so much lightning in so little time. I mean, I could move around in my apartment, even though it was pitch dark due to the power being out, due to the flashes lighting it up with regular intervals. It was awesome.

And now to the cigarette bending trick. Bersercules, Mark and DWei had it right. I'm a wizard bitches!

Behold my awesome powers!

So now you know. Other powers include making whiskey strangely disappear and hats to look photoshoped. I don't even need any tiger blood.


Until next time readers. Be well 

Aftermatch

So last night went exactly as planned. I drank some scotch, some beer, some bourbon and similar things. Managed to get VIP somewhere there in the mist. Got down to the club and got even drunker.

So there's that. I've described enough of my drunken adventures for you guys to get the picture. Something that's been bothering me all day thought, except for my hangover that is, is that it's 2011 and we still don't got any of those cool things we saw in hacker movies. Like 3D file managers, holograms, awesome technomusic every time you do something on the computer or laser swords. Not sure how laser swords fit in there but I want them. Something I don't want from them movies thought, which they seem to love, is terminal programs. God those were just awful.

No mouse support? WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?

And last but not least. My cigarette bending trick. But instead of just telling you how to do it I was thinking that I'd make it more of a game. I'll show you what the result looks like and the first one to figure out how I do it gets an honorable mention on my blog.

It's all bendy and smokable!

Not the best picture I know, but you get the... picture. Heh, I need to learn more words. Cray out

Smoking outside

So i was trying to make a new post. But this day has been incredibly boring since I spent most of it lying in a couch trying to find something interesting to do on my laptop. Internet was way more fun back in the days when you connected with a modem. You always knew exactly what sites to visit and what to do. But now, being used to the internet, it's getting harder and harder to find something interesting. It's all the same. You visit some news sites, read the latest articles on cracked, watch a couple of youtube videos and drop a visit on facebook. And then you're done. The internet were better back when you could store hundreds of pixelated porn pictures on your secret 3.5" floppy disk. Marked "Games".

Anywho, since staring on an empty "New post" window for half an hour didn't really help, I decided to go out and take a cigarette. And I must say, smoking in the middle of the night (0:45 am here right now) is so frigging relaxing. You sit outside, alone, light your fag with a match, and just relax. The only sound you hear is from distant cars and the wind blowing in the trees. This must be my favorite part of the day. Everything is just so... calm. There's no worries, nothing to be done, nothing at all except you and your cigarette. I tried to think about something to write about, I really did, but my mind kept drifting away. I noticed things like how the city lights colors the cloudy sky orange. How beautiful the dark orange glow is when it's slowly turning the tobacco into ashes. How the smoke make tiny, twirling, strings in the air. How the air had the smell of rain in it. And before I knew it, my smoke break was over. And I hadn't found a single thing to write about. But I did find that even the smallest things in our life can be beautiful.

Well, I'm going to sleep now. Might have something fun too write about tomorrow. But then again, I might not. Be well.