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by Fanz Hugo

Decades ago there was a boy who liked to imagine what's out there in other parts of the world. One day, when the sky was becoming red and dim, he went out of the backyard when Mom and Dad were not around.

He found quite a different world from what he had been seeing at his home. The road out there was made of concrete and granite. People walking by didn't even care about him. He was scared by a bald woman who passed him by because she was holding a very big black umbrella and she kept staring at him using her spotted eyes.

He walked along the road for quite some time -- long enough to see a typical episode of cartoon -- and he was eased to see a dozen of boys and girls playing football on a square that was too wide to see the faces of people at the far side. They invited him to join the game before he tentatively tried to ask for it.

After playing only 15 minutes, he started to admire this one elder boy who can control the ball so well that it seemed like the ball was finding his feet. Finally they got tired and scattered around the square to rest.

He came to the far side of the square and saw something more interesting than football game -- a real soldier at the corner of a street that was far from the square. When the elder boy called him to join the game again, he didn't say either no or goodbye and went straight to the soldier. He could hear their concord, which was meant to call him back.

The soldier was drawing two young women aside and was shouting louder than a TV set. Although he didn't really understand what the soldier was shouting, he guessed it must be something obscene, because the women looked very sad and were crying with bleeding noses.

Seeing that horrible scene, he ran away. When he ran back to the square, the boys and girls were not there. Actually there were nobody there anymore. It was much darker than when he went out of the backyard from his home, so he started to miss the bed he used to lie on after the dinner.

But he got lost and started to cry. When a police officer came to ask him what his name was, he paused for long time and could not answer the officer -- because he could not remember what his name was.

Dear Microsoft Office System,

You were pre-packaged along with Windows Vista Home Basic on my laptop. I really enjoyed the time with you, but now you've expired and I really don't think I'd bother to spend a significant amount of money (which can literally afford two guitars) to buy you yet another temporary marriage license (at least for now). More importantly, I don't want to dishonor you by using an illegal clone of your body (oh thy sexy body thy tender soul!).

So I've decided to befriend your distant (non-biological) cousin OpenOffice from now on. I think I'll get back to you later.

Fare thee well.

17:04

疼痛开始扩散。

19:03

发展成为无法不去注意的疼痛。

19:24

回家路上疼痛加剧，出汗。

20:34

开始以为是胃疼，Google了一下人体内脏图，似乎是肝脏（或胆囊？）之类的部位。

20:45

咨询学医的朋友，被L警告并建议去医院。

20:47

现在我坐在笔记本前，已经开始不由自主地晃动双腿，徒劳地希望身体的颤动能够减轻疼痛……

21:02

在L的警告（“还是有可能是胰腺炎的，你快点去医院吧”）和M的敦促（“快去吧，别是急性胰腺炎”）下，出发去医院。

21:28

血检尿检

22:14

傻等了40多分钟，其实检验结果单早就出来了——靠，为什么给的是蓝色单子还给我的是白色单子？！害我多等了30分钟～

22:37

方舟，男，29岁，与2008年6月16日22:37死亡，死因不明。解剖后在肝脏絮状脂肪中发现3具长约1.36cm的未知异形生命体的胚胎遗骸。

22:41

存放未知生物遗骸的工作间突然起火，遗骸被火全部烧毁。

23:00

联邦调查局负责X档案的摩特探员和史高莉探员就方舟死因展开调查，同时截获到从离事发医院不远处的电话亭打到武汉M住所的信息：“任务完成，老大。”

23:45

被大雨淋个透湿，然后在车站等了30分钟以上，终于打到爱心黑的士回家。狼狈之余，不太疼痛了。

00:12

Google急性胰腺炎，看了详细介绍之后反而又感觉疼痛起来。

00:16

疼痛开始扩散……

Lovelorn (Part III)
by Kakuji Funegata

It started from looking to your bright eyes,
On your tender soul my heartbeat relies.
But how can I deal with this love tangle
Before we have too much to handle?

Like a fool I keep running back to you
With a seemingly love that's deep refrained.
As long as the common morals holds true,
By the painful vain I'm cruelly detained.

When loving you will merely rouse alert,
And touching your fair face will simply hurt,
And kissing your lips will you only shame,
All that I can do is calling your name.

    I'd trade anything that shines in this life
    For, in the next one, your being my wife.

First of all, The Design Of Future Things(DOFT) is absolutely a pleasant read. The author uses his characteristic style to illustrate a few important ideas as well as visions on the future things' design disciplines.

I've been interested in human-computer interaction and interaction design (as well as interactive storytelling) for a couple of years, and most of my thoughts on design comes from the daily life and those various thoughts (part of which involve future things), usually being inconsistent, are like discrete dots. To me reading DOFT is much like connecting the dots about the design of future things.

Maybe DOFT is not as impacting as The Design Of Everyday Things(DOET), and not as essential in terms of practicability, I think DOFT is more like a provoking starting point than a substantial practicing guide. We should always know that only the brave one dare to stand out and take the first shot on the edgy thing.

Hail to Don Norman.