Filed under: asperger's syndrome, Film Reviews, Scotland, Technology | Tags: cinema, cineworld, Cineworld App, Jeremy Corbyn, Renfrew St., Unlimited
I went to the Cineworld Multiplex in Renfrew Street to day to see the new The Magnificent Seven and I thoroughly enjoyed the film. However this is not a film review. I appreciate that cinemas, like any other business need to run at a profit if they are to keep providing the service they do. I have an Unlimited Card which enables me to go to the cinema whenever I like for one good value monthly payment and I appreciate that too. I like Cineworld, I have had an Unlimited Card since they were introduced by UGC.
The Cineworld in Renfrew Street is undergoing a major refurbishment and I think it fair to call it a real improvement. I love that the former bar has been separated into a bar (very good discount for Unlimited card holders by the way) and a Starbucks (let’s face it Cineworld coffee leaves a little to be desired). The toilet facilities are greatly improved, they’d be better with another hand dryer on each level, I cannot comment on the Ladies. The whole place is becoming much more enjoyable to visit.
But, as Jeremy Corbyn said to Labour Party Conference, “There’s always a ‘but!’” I have found the Cineworld App upon whose information I plan my cinema visits is now inadequate for its purpose. I arrived today to see my film as advertised at Eleven Thirty. It was only when I got to the cinema that the girl on the desk told me. “That’s a DX4 film.” Apparently that meant there were all sorts of added extras like shaking seats, water sprays, air jets, and smells. I asked whether there were any normal seats to which dhe responded that there were, but not until Half Past Two…a three hour wait.
There was, she told me an alternative, I could see the film on the special screen at Twelve Forty. I asked her what the difference was and she explained that the screen was bigger and the sound, apparently, better. However I would have to pay a £2.50 premium.
Rather than wait three hours I paid up. That was £2.50 wasted as far as I’m concerned. I could not perceive any enhancement of my viewing experience. Perhaps has I been watching a 3D blockbuster it might have been worth it, but I wasn’t. Still I did enjoy the film. I am annoyed that I was put into the position of having to pay extra or lose a large part of my day because Cineworld had provided me with insufficient information. I accept that they are in a period of change, but it is unfair on their regular and loyal customers to mess them about however inadvertently. While they are busy upgrading the building they should, to avoid disappointment, update their Cineworld Phone App as a matter of priority.
Filed under: asperger's syndrome, personal development, Scotland, Steampunk, Writing | Tags: blogging, blogs, Comic Con, commitment, Glasgow Ubiquitous E Steampunk Society, goals, journaling, MCM, routine, schedule, targets, Werner Erhard
On Saturday I took a day off from my usual schedule. I enjoyed it. Everyday I write my journal, everyday I read my Bible, everyday I post my blog. Saturday began as any other day I did write in my journal in the morning, but decided to postpone my Bible reading until the evening, as I often do. I usually blog in the evening, often the subject of my blog is suggested by the events of the day or, perhaps, the news. Saturday began as a normal day, the only anticipated break from routine was meeting up with some of my friends in the Glasgow Ubiquitous E Steampunk Society to go to the MCM Comic Con. This is not going to be a blog about MCM nor Steampunk, but there will be reference to both later in the week possibly.
It was only in the evening as I thought about blogging that I realised it felt like a burden. I could have posted one I had in reserve for an occasion when time did not permit writing. However as I contemplated what to post it occurred to me that I had become a prisoner of my targets and goals. I love setting goals as they provide a clarity and focus to my actions, but on Saturday I realised that instead of using them I had become subject to their tyranny, I had become obsessive about achieving them. I had set myself the goal of posting a blog every day of the year and having blogs in hand made that a simple enough thing to do. On Saturday the thought of posting a blog everyday ceased to give me joy. Blogging is not my job, I don’t get paid for it, I do it for pleasure and if it does not give me joy then what is the point? On Saturday I chose not to post even a reserve blog, I chose not to read my Bible, and in the evening I did not complete my journal for the day.
For a little while I felt uncomfortable, I do not like it when my days do not follow their expected routine. For a little while I felt uncomfortable that I was letting myself or others down, I have no contract with anyone but myself so at worst I was letting myself down. I learned many years ago from Werner Erhard that even when one has given one’s word it is permissible to renegotiate any agreement. My agreement is with me and I realised that the deeper level of the agreement was to find joy in what I was doing, I gave myself permission to play hooky and immediately experienced a great feeling of freedom, so much so that I almost wrote about it there and then. I think that might have defeated the point a little as it was only by breaking my agreement with myself that it ceased to be a burden.
One day off from goals and schedules and then it was back to the blog and all the rest of it because that’s what I wanted. I have a better agreement now, now I will not allow myself to be burdened by my commitments, but to focus on the joy to which they lead. And where there is no joy on which to focus then I will do something else. Another thing I learned by taking that day off is that I love to write and a day without writing feels like a day with a hole at its heart. I doubt I’ll take another day off like that, but I’m happy I did.
Filed under: food, Health, Scotland, Travel | Tags: baking, bread, bread machine, curry, Indian food, onion bhaji, pakora, Rafi Fernandez
Some weeks ago my wife and I went to our optician (Jordan’s) in Ayr. After our appointments we went to have a coffee and found a nice little café that also sold second hand books. For a pound we bought ‘Great Indian Dishes’ by Rafi Fernandez. The first page has recipes for Onion Bhajis and for Curry (a spicy yoghurt soup made with gram flour). The Bhaji recipe is good and I use the batter for all sorts of pakora now so much so that Friday has become Pakora Day.
I told my wife that the idea was to make a batch of pakora, have some with tea on friday and have plenty for the weekend. She laughed. The problem with fresh pakora is that it is very difficult to only eat a few and this is a very good recipe giving a delightfully light and tasty result. I rarely am left with enough for the weekend, but if I have some for Saturday I am content.
I remember I thought I would save money by making bread in a bread machine rather than buying a couple of loaves every week. What I had not foreseen was that there would be no saving because faced with freshly baked bread people just eat much more of it than they would supermarket loaves.
Any home baking suffers the same fate, the saving over buying ready-made products is quickly ‘eaten up’ by peoples increased appetites. I suppose home-made is better in many ways than shop bought products, at the least for the control of the quality of the ingredients, but they represent no overall saving unless one is very disciplined. Faced with the reality of the pakora problem could I go back to an occasional takeaway from the local restaurant? I dare say I could, but regardless of my appetite, the sheer pleasure of fresh, home-made pakora means Pakora Day will remain a regular part of every week.
Success! I managed to have pakora on Friday as well as plenty for the weekend. I had worried I might not manage it, especially as pakora is so very moreish, however I have discovered the solution to the pakora problem….make lots of them! It may have done nothing for my economy nor for my waistline, but I am well satisfied. Perhaps a little too well satisfied and content, very content. As for our cookery book, I am not yet inclined to move beyond the first page!