A movie character (not main) idea.

An old man with white hair and semi-big white beard. He goes to supermarkets and pats on strangers shoulders, saying “Hm..you’re thinking” and say what menus and activites these strangers were thinking of doing with these ingrediants — and he’s always right no matter how radom the items seem.

I wanted to meet that kind of old man when I was at a supermarket yesterday.

If a study needs blood samples taken at two different sites of the body at the same time, he/she needs to poke two places at once. That sounds torturous even though it’s only one more poke difference from normal injections and nurses and doctors often poke patients more than once consequently.

Somebody in Japan invented a painless injection, using a ultrathin needle. Very cool.

I usually think that when animal products are served accidentally to me, I should eat it to respect the life of the animals — is it really a respect though? I feel like that that is something I heard when I was a child but I feel like the act of eating may be rather violent than respectful. But throwing the meat away seems rough too. Should I bury the meat or have a funeral for the animals? What would be the nicest thing I could do in such a mishap?

Affectioantely calling a little kid/baby a “pumpkin” — that just seems wrong. Do kids really feel loved when they hear “come here, my pumpkin”?

Who wants to look like a pumpkin?

Every time I dress up, I get nauseated and exhausted even before I leave the house. I like dressing up but I really don’t like this sick feeling. The feeling usually goes away as I go outside and do something fun but sometimes, because of the exhaustion, I give up going outside and put back my normal outfit.

The speakers on trains and at stations in the states make me feel like I’m in an old movie from 20s and 30s. I can understand very little of what they say. I wonder why this part of the technology is so left behind here…

Microsoft outlook web access — something my school chose to use — asks me to log in again (after I log in to log in) to log out.

WHY.

If I walk super fast on an escalator, would I actually go up as slowly as I would on stairs? What would the graphs of walking speed vs distance on elevators and stairs look like? Who would benefit most by using an elevator than stairs?

I guess it would be the still people…or did my thought process go wrong somewhere?

Never mistake Pu Er leaves for jasmin. If such an accident happens though, put the product in an appropriate bottle.

Would you like some cranberry juice?

Good music makes me visualize things. Nice paintings make me hear things. No wonder people say good music and art are addicting like drugs.