Archive for the ‘English Posts’ Category

Ημερολόγιο Κωμωδίας – Pratchett

Friday, March 13th, 2015
Goodbye, Sir Pratchett

Έχω ξενερώσει αρκετά όμως.

My Favourite Song Today – Habits (Stay High)

Wednesday, February 25th, 2015

Mind of a ninja, body of a manatee

Wednesday, May 30th, 2012

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Great expectations (short story)

Tuesday, May 29th, 2012

"That's odd, said the old woman, your future is perfectly clear"


Jane handed the old woman her money. She tucked it away and gazed into her crystal ball.
For a while, she was silent. Then, she was confused. Jane felt uncomfortable.

“That’s odd, said the old woman, your future is perfectly clear: You will meet a normal man. He will be not too tall, not too smart, and not too handsome, either. He will be honest, but not always, and he will love you, most of the time. You will come to love him back. You will have children. They will be not too tall, not too smart, and not too handsome, either. You will grow old and, one day, you will die.”

“That’s it?!?”

“That’s it.”

Jane left the psychic parlor feeling absolutely devastated. Briefly, she considered suicide, but never seriously.

She worked. She traveled. She went sky diving, once. She met a man. She fell in love. She had children. She grew old and, one day, she died.


My favourite song, today – Dreamboat

Monday, May 28th, 2012

The Filter Bubble or the dangers of personalization

Monday, July 4th, 2011

This is an idea I’ve been coming across a lot, lately: As the amount of information produced by the human race grows exponentially, making sense of it becomes harder and harder. We create tools: RSS feeds and Twitter lists and recommendation algorithms based on the things we like. And therein lies the problem: As the way we experience the internet becomes more and more personalized, a “filter bubble” forms around us. We surround ourselves exclusively with thoughts, ideas and opinions with which we already agree. We isolate ourselves from everything else. Avoiding ideas we disagree with becomes incredibly easy, practically automatic. Like someone who only watches FOX, our worldview becomes skewed. To paraphrase Eli Pariser: we’re indoctrinating ourselves with our own ideas, constructing a world from the familiar, a world in which there’s nothing new to learn.
I find that terrifying.

Montreal Comedyworks – Best of Open Mic winner – 26 June 2011

Tuesday, June 28th, 2011

At long last, all my English-speaking friends can find out what I’ve been saying on my comedy shows all these years:

(It was filmed sideways, that’s why it looks kinda weird)

Tuesday Twittering

Tuesday, June 14th, 2011

This past week, on my twitter account:

– We turned right on red (but not in Montreal).

– Created soccer spotlights using my thesis project.

– Dived into a really shallow pool (it’s a thing!).

– Actually participated in quite a few insane summer sports.

– Tried some miracle fruit. It makes sour foods taste sweet! Perfect for vinegar shots.

– Couldn’t take our eyes off walking splits.

– Recalled the Dawn of Sarcasm and learned how to be sarcastic.

Installed a flying TARDIS boot animation on our Android phones.

– Fell in summer love.

– … and now we’re officially going out.

– But most importantly, saw NEWS from the FUTURE.

My favourite song today – Madder Red

Monday, June 13th, 2011

Madder Red by Yeasayer from Secretly Jag on Vimeo.

I’m moving to Montreal

Friday, May 13th, 2011

This is something I’ve been talking about for years. It’s finally becoming a reality. I’ve got one-way tickets to Montreal for the 30th of May (they were pretty cheap, too).
I was talking to my friend (and excellent colleague) Panagiotis Theologou about it, whining about how I’m leaving friends and family to become an economic migrant in a faraway land, while listening to sad Greek music.
-Wait a second, he said, don’t you have Canadian citizenship?
-Well, yeah…
-And you speak the language.
-And you have relatives, there, too.
-You’re staying at their place.
-That’s right.
-You’ve actually lived there before.
-For 9 years.
-So… you’re not really a migrant… are you?