As my old Macbook is now officially dead I have bought a new Macbook:

Who can worry about SU and sensible economy when tempted by that beauty?

They have finally upgraded the graphics card and the touch-pad has grown big and swallowed the only click-able button. One might write a funny joke about Steve Jobs and how he went from no right-click button to no buttons at all, but to be fair it works really well.

As a bonus I have put the hard disk from my old Macbook in a new dashing pink casing. It’s so cute and it fits right into my handbag.

I now have a cat. Her name is Peia (as in the constellation Cassiopeia) and she is eight months old. I have had her for a week now and she is the most curious and playful cat I have ever met. On top of that she is extremely social and cuddly; she follows me around everywhere and she lies next to me in bed all night. She constantly purrs and she even comes when called. It is very nice to have her to come home to.

Unfortunately she loves to play, sit and lie on my laptop keyboard which means this post took quite a while to write.

She has the energy of a kitten which makes it really hard to take pictures. Here is the best I could do:

I hereby present my very first spider in my new apartment:

It is sitting in the ceiling in my living room, is about the size of a small match box and apparently it has no intention whatsoever of leaving. So I guess it is time for me to move. *sigh*

Wednesday evening Mensa was testing eight potential members. And I was being tested as a potential tester.

Prior to this double test I had observed a couple of other tests to learn the procedure and this was to be my final exam. Two other testers were present to watch me carry the whole thing out and judge if I did a satisfactory job. It went well, I didn’t screw up too much and now I am officially a tester for Mensa Denmark!

So what is being a tester all about? Well, you set up dates and places. People come, get an introduction to Mensa and instructions regarding the test. Then you give them the test and keep an eye on them while they take it. Afterwards you answer all their questions. When they have left you mail the tests to the psychologist who analyses them. That is basically it. I bring people to Mensa!

I decided to clean my keyboard today, and guess what I noticed: the two most dirty (and thus the two most used) buttons are “)” and “?”. Apparently I write a lot of happy smilies, and ask a lot of questions. Funny, eh?

Today my sister and I conducted an experiment combining brainwash of children and the common acceptance of bananas. The idea was simply to try and convince a three-year old, Daniel, that he was a banana (background research to be found here). We might have started out a bit rash by plainly starting to call him a banana. It quickly became clear, though, that that didn’t work, as he continued to vocalize a somewhat distinct “No!” for a three-year old. Fortunately his determination started to waver a bit when his own mother started to call him a banana and the before so confident denial of being so became more of a muffled grunt. After about a quarter of an hour there was an 80% chance of the boy responding to the name Bananiel. Had we only had more time, we do not doubt we could have successfully convinced him, that he indeed was a banana.

Somewhere out there somebody must surely be able to use this piece of information to something. I just can’t think of where, who or what.