No more tickets for today

I had a horrible nightmare where I spent uncountable hours queuing for I still don’t know what, and at the end of the queue, when I thought it was the time for getting what I was looking for, they said: No more tickets for today

And worst of all, it happened three times!

The first two queues were in a posh place. It reminded me to a shopping centre near here (Victoria Cardinal place) which has lots of glassy walls. The offices had comfy and superposh leather sofas and even posher and refined receptionists. Even though, when reaching the final desk I was always told the fastidious No more tickets, come back tomorrow earlier and try again (with a posh accent, of course).

I was specially angry at this situation because it looked like what they had to do was really easy to get done and they spent more time giving me excuses than doing the work instead.

The third queue was way more horrible. It happened in a very old building, almost derelict, with the wallpaper falling apart wherever you looked at, old furniture and a very small number of clerks working there, for a queue which consisted in four long rows of people. Best of all was that I was sitting in a small chair, like those used for children in school, and whenever the queue advanced, I stood up and pushed the small chair forward with my foot. This produced a very disgusting screech which apparently only I could distinguish amongst the cacophony created by so many people speaking at the same time and complaining about the queue.

I don’t know what happened at the end of this queue. Luckily I woke up before having to come back next day to that derelict place!

¿Hablas castellano, hijo de puta?

Aunque la pregunta sería: ¿entiendes castellano, hijo de puta? O si no, que me expliquen el conjunto de mensaje y firma:

Absurdo es poco…

Organic food in London (II)

Some weeks ago, I decided to try one of those websites which deliver a box with organic vegetables and fruits directly to your door. My advice? Do not do that.

The courier completely ignored my selected delivery slot, coming 30 minutes before the slot began. He called me while I was shopping in a shop nearby. Told him: could you please wait? I’m there in 5 minutes!

I was there in just 3 minutes instead. But for reasons which I still haven’t found, he chose to drop the box in the first door of my street (which is not where I live, by the way) and disappear from the map. I called him and he reassured me he had left the box in my door. I began to suspect the worst and then went door by door until I found my box, with my name, telephone number, e-mail and everything else on top of it, as well as the fruits and vegetables, readily available to anyone which wished to pick one.

I picked the box and went to my real door while mentally cursing somebody’s name, and proceeded to check the contents of the box. Again, while they may have been organically grown, some of them came from places like Holland and Italy, whereas the website insisted that nothing in their produce had been airfreighted.

The peaches tasted specially as if they had spent a good whole week in a fridge, ripening there. Why do I always choose peaches to speak about this? They are a good indicator of quality and care. When things are truly authentic, you can tell just by smelling the fruit.

So I sent them an e-mail detailing the ability of their courier to act as a stupid, and got not one but three phone calls the next day, excusing themselves with absurd reasonings: – he tried to deliver early because you live near the market…it’s the first time he does itmaybe it’s a hard to find street

Funny to say that even pizzas come directly to my door, with no need for me to give step-by-step instructions on how to find a street in bloody central London, as the customer service girl was suggesting I should do next time I order with them. After that she proceeded to try to convince me to set up a weekly order which is something that obviously I didn’t want to do. I said no thanks, let me check this order properly first, and I said that like three times, because she insisted a lot. Aaaah!

And this past Saturday I passed near a little street market and decided to give it a try. And hey, false-organic-traders, you can save your stuff for yourselves. Those were peaches, and what about the cherries! All of that for a ridiculous price, and no hassle at all. I have the strong feeling that the peaches came from Spain (with the horrible weather that we’ve had these past months it’s impossible to get such a sweet flavour in UK), but I don’t care too much because there wasn’t any poster pompously announcing that the street market hadn’t airfreighted their produce.

So if you want to buy good fruits and vegetables in London, go to a market. I still have to check Borough market which they say has the best organic stuff in London. So I’ll let you know!

Boxing queen

Did I tell you that I managed to buy one Wii Nunchuck on Saturday? While everybody else was thinking on Le Grand Depart of Le tour de La France I was punching furiously my rival until beating him not one but four times I believe.

In the future, should you need to address me, please do it with Boxing queen as title.


Xplsv’s Fantastic Four1 managed to finish their entry for Intel Demoscene Compo 2007 in time and it is supercool (literally!): Höfn

I really like it, I should try to convince Blackpawn to do a mac-version with opengl renderer, so that I can use it as a screen saver in my mac2. Those waves are so beautiful! I was kind of expecting a polar bear but I guess they hadn’t much more time :-D

If you add that to the advertisement for Iceland Air that I see every day in the tube (when it feels like being inside a giant sweaty armpit, and they show you a glazier and say This is our Eiffel Tower) you end up with a supreme desire to go back to Iceland. That’s so cruel, guys!3

Also I found today that I won’t be able to attend Sundown07. I thought it was held in October like past year but the truth is that it is at the beginning of September, the same week that I’ll be in Spain enjoying summer’s last sunshine. So sorry rc55! I really wanted to attend!

I could send trace with some productions so as to fill the enormous emptiness that my absence will bring. Probably another song with high resonance so that everybody thinks that the PA is going crazy like past year! :-)

1 Blackpawn, niko ruen, synbiotic and trace

2 Yes, I know Parallels now does DirectX acceleration but I haven’t even tried Parallels before it had acceleration

3 OMG OMG! I just caught a mosquito with a simple hand movement. Either I am developing ninja skillz or the Wii training is doing wonders.