Last week a little black box arrived at work inside was a chunk of carbon – yep, a rock. ACTION 53: Calculate your carbon footprint.
It’s clever idea. I liked it so much that I chased the website. We Are What We Do.
Fathers day last year (or perhaps it was his birthday?) I got my Dad, “Change the World for 10 Bucks”. These are the same people.
Interesting website, quite innovative. Check it out.
I shouldn’t possibly do 12:15am theories as they can’t be substantiated but here’s my theory on why Harry Potter is so ripping good at worming his way into our imaginations, hearts, bookstores, fan-fiction and movies.
Harry as a character is everything. He’s the nerd, the popular kid, the bullied one, the hero, the kid from the crappy family (and the really fantastic family)…
We all relate.
He also is famous without having done anything – this lends itself to the minor probability of an almost improbability (One we try to pretend isn’t) in today’s world.
If that’s not quite enough, the Harry books have fun things like Bertie Botts Every Flavour Jelly Beans and photographs where the people move around. Who’s imagination doesn’t delight in chasing that!
I am a Harry Potter fan who quite proudly can say owned the books before they got popular. I don’t think I’ve seen the second latest movie (if so I can’t remember it – and they keep changing directors anyway) – I won’t bother with watching the movie or buying the new book until the hype winds down and I haven’t read the books hundreds of times – just twice, maybe three times for some.
As for my thoughts on the new book:
I think Snape has some good in him. I don’t think xyz person is fully dead. I do think that the last book will be spoilt if it is filled with copious amounts of romance between two certain individuals (but might secretly enjoy some of it) and I’m hoping that there is some question or something left unresolved – just to infuriate people.
Thus endeth my random Harry Potter theorizing, ranting, wondering and whatever else’ing.
Don’t be sucked in by the mania, but do visit the books in say thirty years time and enjoy them as a good – fun read for what they are.
…and I haven’t turned evil yet.
I am miffed. My post just got eaten (and Google Reader works on every computer except mine). I was going to explain my absence but it seems you have been saved from a ‘What’s going on’ post.
Instead have a look at this thing about how greed only pays for someone else’s iPhone.
Today I wound up at consumer world and Christian consumer world ie. Forest Hill Chase (Shopping Centre/Mall) and Koorong (Christian bookstore). Sales were everywhere.
I kind of sometimes don’t see the relevance of a Sale. Nor the relevance of ‘special offers’ I am very, very inclined to be suspicious.
Although bought up to be somewhat of a, ‘go the extra mile for the better value/cost’, it has kind of come hand in hand with (on one end) – if it’s cheap it’s worth getting. My very Dutch-Aussie stinginess counteracts this most of the time, along with my general critical attitude towards admitting that advertising sometimes actually affects me, but there’s often the thought there.
I am – to give you some context – reading No Logo by Naomi Klein at the moment and it is fairly engrossing (might I add utterly fascinating) as well as fairly direct. I shall definitely share more when I plough beyond the first chapter.
The other thing, ‘for sale’ that I/We’ve been looking at the moment are houses. That saying, we aren’t after buying just yet, we are going to rent (Geoff and I when we get married). Rent money is dead money? Yay, nay. We’re not 100% sure we want to spend the rest of our life in the Eastern suburbs and so don’t intend to commit that fully nor want the hassle of later having to sell.
The real-estate institution amuses me no end. It is almost advertising at it’s lying worst. That is perhaps a fraction harsh, however if I could have things my way every advertisement would have the price and a detailed visual (non doctored photos) of every room in the house.
I have no idea what this has to do with sales. I think it is my slightly sleepy brain trying to make an intersection or a road smash between two things in my day.
Meanwhile, lets keep the rain coming down (along with the tree’s in Lilydale) and mosey off into the land of sleep where sales are irrelevant and the world is your oyster and not the house you rent.
But If I was to go off and think more about things I would follow this path:
image credit fotosearch