Things that annoy me about young people today:

• Zero sense of urgency: They walk really slowly, like they don't know where they're going or they aren't in any hurry to get there
• Unable to tell the time: they are often late - see above
• Can't maintain motion: they stop in accessways - stairways, doorways, landings, doorways, bottom of the stairs, doorways, doorways, DOORWAYS! - it's like they have no idea that there is anyone else moving around in the world except those they can see in _front_ of them!
• Won't "thread" - when walking towards other people, say at a road crossing, won't move left or right but tend to continue in a head-on/non-wavering direction, forcing other people (me) to get out of their way - I can only imagine the pile-up when similar groups walk towards each other.
• Too much time for lunch - their 90 mins lunch vs my 30 mins lunch. Did I mention NO SENSE OF URGENCY.. you'd think they thought they have the rest of their lives to get where they are going the speed at which they travel.

GET OUT OF MY WAY!!1! Meanwhile - check out this video; is this going to be a demonstration sport in London 2012? How happy is this kid with his stacking speed? *yes!* At least this up-and-coming generation/generation-whatever-comes-after-Y moves faster so our supermarket shelves and McDonald coke-cups will always be stocked. GET OFF MY DAMN LAWN!!1!

A little while back, Fox and I were email-chatting about how some (most) days it felt like we had very little opportunity to feel very creative. We both work in the creative online industry, but the level of creative thinking expected of us is not only low, but is wound back continuously and in the end, feels quite demoralising. It's not easy being green. Our conversation flowed from our problem, through several ideas to combat this situation, and flowed naturally into a solution: if someone could tap us on the shoulder sometime each day, and whisper an idea, that would jolt us out of the pattern of our day and give us something else to think about; something else to do. Thanks to Fox's complete lack of procrastination, and Willo's programming skills, and my ability to copy and paste, pocketmakers.com was created to suggest a new idea or task each work day to keep our beautiful minds from atrophying. The idea behind the site that there are "pockets" of time in our day when we could actively think in a creative way that may not have anything to do with our daily lives, tasks or natural talents. This thinking can manifest itself in a daydream, a tangible object, a post for a personal blog, contents for a notebook - but always a deviation from the daily grind (I don't actually mean "grind" but I can't think of a better word right now). Any of the suggested pockets can be completed in the time available - for instance, I can spend 5 minutes or 5 hours on any task - whatever is available or desirable to me. Sometimes, just thinking about how I might execute that pocket is enough to jolt me out of the sequence of the day and create some new neurons. If you fancy the idea, toodle over to pocketmakers and have a go. You might like it too.

Singing in my Soul - Fly My Pretties (good Sunday music) I've learned to love the weekends since moving to Melbourne. My life as a contractor in New Zealand blurred the days of the week coloured every day with work - no complaints - but pleasure now taken in these two glorious days named Saturday and Sunday. Yesterday I slept late. How good is sleeping in? I'd arrived pre-sloshed at Willo's the night before to watch the Olympic opening ceremony and see the Scots after drinking with James at the Queensbury. Wow - a lot of things going on in *that* sentence. Another way to look at it would be: went to a previous colleagues house to see a previous work colleague after drinking with a (now) old work colleague. After my lazy start to Saturday, I had a lovely afternoon in Fox's Family Den, watching snippets of the cycle road race from Beijing, sipping punch and singing Happy Birthday to Sister Fox. Such a warm snuggly normal family day for a person who doesn't have any family close by. New Dog: Jet, and Fox's Den resident dog Ruban, spent a little bit of time getting to know each other before deciding they could play nicely together despite the size difference. Jet also spent some time teaching us all a new game called "Keep the balloon off the ground" a game he is particularly good at with easy vertical leaps and nose-bunts - that dog needs a Frisbee! Today I woke early to rain from grey skies over Collingwood. Turning on the heating, and opening up the blinds, I snuggled up with marmalade toast, tea and Milla Jovovich's Resident Evil. Zombies before lunch beat any organised Sunday worship hands down.