On broken glass and freedom

Yesterday I cleared my workshop of almost every trace of my existence. I say ‘almost’, because I left my ex-colleague something to remember me by: This is a box of broken glass bigger and heavier than you can move around easily, and less substantial than it would need to be to pick up and pour […]

On molecules and foreigners in the workshop

Earlier this week: My soon-be-ex-colleague is sitting at a table with 2 or 3 others drinking beer. I’m at my work bank, making prettifull molecules* for a couple of people who have just graduated/completed their PhDs. An Indian customer comes in with a box of glassware to be repaired. He officially ‘belongs’ to a different […]

On cross pollination

Someone out there appears to have been meddling. I haven’t found out who they are, but I’ve found the result of their work. What exactly they were trying to achieve is a little bit unclear, and how they got there is beyond mind-boggling, but there you go. I present you…. …the leopard-slug! (or in this […]

On overnight cake-baking

“A work colleague (a nice one) and I are going to visit a super-glassblower for a couple of days and be shown how to do clever things with glass. I want to bring him and his family a cake to thank him for his time and for organising the whole thing.” I did it! πŸ™‚ […]

On ski-jumping

I’m learning to jump πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ And by jumping I mean riding over foot high snow ramps with a 5-10 metre glide up.. (Oh yeah, and the 2 foot snowpile on the slopiest part of the slope…) Didn’t break anything though πŸ™‚ I even got half a second or so of air time on the […]