Along the lines of why not…? I’m not a fan of Facebook, their ideas about copyrights and privacy seem too liberal to me. But, everyone seems to put up a Facebook page for their site or hobby or collection of fungus. This weekend I did too.
Very little fungus was harmed….
Sources have caught up with Depp at the premier of his latest film, “The Tourist” where he shared about his apprehensions on owning a mobile phone and explained how he maintains keeping a low profile.
“We have Internet and stuff like that because I think that’s the safest form, well, most interesting form of communication”, He added when asked about reports that he kept his house tech-free. “I just don’t like phones.”
“I just don’t like them… being reachable all the time,” the actor continued.
via Johnny Depp And His Hatred For Phones.
It was nice to read this about Johnny Depp tonight. I feel the same way. I did have a mobile phone, a BlackBerry, for about a week. But I took it back and closed the account. I just don’t want it. Even though I may be falling behind the technologically mobile rat race… I don’t want to be available 24 hours a day and have people expecting I will answer the phone, drop everything, just because I have a phone attached to my body.
Stick to your guns Johnny, you’re not alone!
Halloween is tied for being my favourite holiday. Even though it’s still September my mind is on ghosts, ghouls and goblins. Mostly haunted houses.
I guess that goes along with my interest in urban exploration which is having a look at abandoned buildings. I’ve taken a few photographs of two abandoned houses in my area. I didn’t dare to go inside without having someone else around. Just in case I had an accident. I don’t have a cell phone to call and let anyone know where I was. Assuming they could find the out of the way and off the beaten path location.
What is the attraction to an old wreck? I really don’t have a good answer. Maybe it’s the mystery or the loneliness of the place. A version of that cheer for the underdog thing. An abandoned house can’t get much more underdog.
My nephew called them “wrecky rat bird” when he was a little boy. We had been telling him about an abandoned paint factory we saw on a road trip. He must have clicked on the idea of it being a dwelling for rats and birds cause that was what he began calling all the ruined places we saw on that trip and afterwards. It’s stuck too, I still call them that when I’m talking about them. Even though no one else knows where the term came from it’s not so hard to figure out.
Hope you are having a few little tremours of Halloween, even though it’s not October yet.