Saturday, September 23, 2006


The World is Turning

I'm updating my blog more often than usual because these are the last entries I'll ever make while I'm in my thirties... and in fact this one is the very last one!

But in some parts of the world my birthday has already come! The time is 13:30 where I currently am, which means that in the far east of Siberia and on certain Pacific islands I am already 40 years old!

Conversely, when I turn 40 here, I'll still be in my thirties throughout the American continent. So if I make a telephone call to the USA at that point, I'll have two voices at the same time -- the voice that emerges from the telephone will be younger and therefore slightly more attractive, slightly more imbued with hope and enthusiasm, and less likely to miss out on opportunities, than my older voice at home!

My 40 year old voice will be in a position to give some wise advice to my younger self, to the voice of mine that is still thirty-something. But what advice can a voice give to itself? The voice receiving the advice will be aware of the advice at the same time it is being uttered -- which makes it less akin to advice and more like pre-established harmony. Something to do with 'windowless monads' apparently. See Malebranche and Leibniz for more details.

Bye! Take care. I'll see you again when I'm in my forties...

Happy birthday, Rhys!
Leibniz is talking out his arse! Happy birthday, are younger than Ian Botham Huw
Happy birthday, Rhys. We'll throw you a party when you come back to Lisbon... :)
When I was a child I was locked in a windowless monad full of a priori rats. It was rubbish.

Happy birthday for tomorrow. As we're playing cricket does that mean I get to throw you a birthday beamer?
So, you were the one who wrote that dialogue in "Lost Highway", where the Cabin Man says to Bill Pullman: "I'm at your house right now. Call me there."...
At least your wiser, fortysomething self will be read, in Portuguese, in the tropics (read my latest email), something your thirtysomething self will envy no doubt.
Happy birthday!

Happy birthday Rhys :)

Only forty?

I thought you looked older than that...


ps: they do say too much wine ages you
Thanks folks!

Thanks Huw for bringing the cricket bat to the beach yesterday. Shame I was bowled out for a duck!

Bom dia Pedro! Good news about Angola! When will I be on sale in Brazil, Cape Verde, the Azores, Mozambique, Guinea Bissau, Goa, Timor and that place in China I've forgotten the name of? (And any other outpost of the old Portuguese empire! :-))
Hey ho matey oh, no worries regarding bats.

here is my blog link, it's quite crap really

Brazil: we're trying... Goa: we're waiting for you to go there and open an English/Portuguese bookshop. "Books-a-Goa-Goa" sounds good? ;)

Penblwydd hapus, Rhys.
happy birthday you sweet prince of the outre

age is just a state of mind after all

big love
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