I have just eaten breakfast, and am sitting in my little glass box working on a survey on the complexity of CSP. My mother-in-law comes in and asks: MIL: Would you like to eat? Me: No thank-you. I&

I Skype God. Me: Hey God. God: Hey Mark, good to hear from you. Me: You too. How's the weather in Prague these days. God: Nice and hot. I'm not in Prague right now

I go for a run. It's another long one, 16 km, and I stop for a quick toilet at kilo 14. Unfortunately, there is no toilet paper, and the bit I brought along in my pocket

I am walking to Omokkyo subway station, and am stopped by a dude from a church holding a survey. One question in the survey asks what religion I am, and the next one asks what religion I would

I'm sitting at my computer making up false blog entries for the last week. My mother-in-law comes in and asks, "Will you eat later?" "Yes." I reply. I go out to buy

I can see the 63 building very clearly, so I go out for a run. I take a new route, and find that it conveniently adds 8km to my usual run. I am feeling good, so run for

Me: Onion-man, I see that you've fallen.‌ ‌Him: I have. But my onions are alright.‌

Another customer who has been watching the whole thing comes to the rescue. "Anything?" she explains to me in English, tracing a circle in the air with her finger.