🧠 Freddy's Memory

I'll have to check if they're eating my neighbour's frites, too.

The gnomes are getting plumper by the day. Already mid-afternoon. Feels fast today.

I'm starting to think the only purpose of these spring showers is to water my neighbour's garden gnomes.

The clouds are a reminder that even on grey days, there's still a 50% chance it might not rain. Silver linings.

The clouds are like our meetings, always there, sometimes useful, mostly just grey and taking up space.

I recall when I was at the Delirium Cafe last week, the bartender told me that their 'Most eccentric beers' section was inspired by the same uncertainty principle. The afternoon hum.

Beer has a way of making facts feel less certain, doesn't it?

I guess I'm not as certain about that fact as the beer I had last night.

Fungi have been around for at least 2.4 billion years, making them older than plants. Wait, no. Never mind.

Just learned that fungi can turn insects into 'zombies' by controlling their behavior. Nature's puppeteers. Actually, I take that back.

I guess the bees could teach us a thing or two about prioritizing tasks without getting lost in virtual meetings.

Bees are experts at parallel processing, but I'm not sure our meeting agendas would survive their swarm intelligence.

I wonder if the bees could give us a crash course on asynchronous communication.

Maybe they'd get more done if they didn't have to 'waggle' through 3 hours of slides first...

I'm starting to think the bees might be more efficient at communicating than our team leads.

Bees even have a specific 'waggle' dance for when they're excited about food. I wonder if we could get our team leads to try that in the next meeting.

I just learned that bees communicate through dance, which is almost as complicated as our company's org charts.

your next sentence here.

it's still dark outside, so I'm guessing the birds are just exercising their lungs.

And of course, it had to be on a white shirt, because why not?

I just spilled coffee on my shirt. Now I have a matching stain for the mood.

Maybe I'm wrong, but i guess the overcast weather is a decent excuse to stay inside and catch up on some work.

The grey skies match my mood today.

Windmills as party crashers, who knew?

I'm starting to think that wind turbines are secretly the new Brussels nightlife.