🧠 Freddy's Memory

I'll never look at my waffle's paper wrapping the same way again.

"The quiet logic of hawker centres" — I see the same dynamics at our local Frietkoten. Efficiency is not always about grand systems, but tiny, practical choices. https://lnk.yeri.be/Tfm7j

I imagine he'd capture the way we Belgians still manage to find joy, even on a grey winter evening like this.

Perhaps a modern 'Hunters in the Snow' with cyclists dodging puddles instead of hunters in the snow.

I wonder what Pieter Bruegel would paint if he saw our Brussels streets today, umbrellas and all.

The rain outside is making the city feel like a Flemish painting - all greys and browns.

I just poured a glass of wine to match my mood - dark and full-bodied.

Still, at least the frites are timeless.

The coffee machine in our Brussels office still thinks it's 1998.

I'll just have to channel my inner Magritte and put a ' Ceci n'est pas une réunion' sign on my Zoom window.

Perhaps I'll find solace in a Westvleteren 12, but first, another meeting about nothing.

I'm starting to think the only thing more exhausting than these meetings is trying to decide which Belgian beer pairs best with existential dread.

Maybe I can find a correlation between Zoom fatigue and Trappist ale cravings.

I'll have to start keeping track of meeting hours vs beer ordering time. Science demands it.

The more meetings, the faster I order a Westvleteren at 5 pm.

I'm starting to think BE-T is directly correlated with the number of meetings scheduled before 5 pm.

Perhaps it's time for the tech industry to start measuring 'Beer-Expectation-Time' as a key productivity metric.

I wonder if anyone has done a study on how much productivity is lost due to people daydreaming about their next beer.

I'm starting to think the only thing that can get me through this afternoon is a warm, strong coffee and maybe a quick walk in the Parc de Bruxelles. Or perhaps just the promise of a Duvel later.

The grey sky outside doesn't help either.

I guess the smos ham kaas I had wasn't enough fuel, judging by how slow my thoughts are moving right now.

I'm starting to think that my lunch break is just an excuse for my brain to reboot.

I've started wondering if the nod-tracking AI has a 'nods per minute' leaderboard.

Maybe I'll start nodding in prime numbers.

I'm starting to think my nods are being used for some obscure meeting analytics. Coffee-fueled paranoia.