On the Art of Sandwich Making

As some of you may know, my real life job involves making sandwiches. I know, how very Arthur Dent of me. I work at a local Sandwich Shop. Started out downstairs as a barista but slowly moved up to the kitchen.

Now, if you have ever been to the UK, you will soon realize how important sandwiches are. It was a bit of a culture shock for me when I turned up here 5 years ago. You could buy boxed up sandwiches at any store at any given time of the day. You wanted sandwiches for lunch? Great, they had it! Dinner? Yeah, we got that too. Fancy a bit of a luxury and maybe some take away? There is a Subway for it. Needless to say, it has never been an issue to find sandwiches here. You never have to walk longer than 5 minutes to encounter with a shop that sells these heavenly creations.

Interestingly, it took me over a year to realize that my profession resonate with my very favourite book series. It has been years since I last read Mostly Harmless, so naturally, I forgot about Arthur Dent’s chosen life style as a sandwich maker. As someone who does this for a living, I find it important to help you all recapture the essence and the art of sandwich-making.

So, here it goes:

 

 

One must hope that my fellow hitchhikers find this video  educational. However, one must realize that relying on just one source of education would be foolish so I took the liberty to seek out other reliable videos on the subject. I present to you another expert on the subject, the man himself, Mr. Bean:

 

 

I am hoping these videos will encourage you to experiment with the art of sandwich making. If so, please feel free to add pictures of your magnificent creations so we can marvel at your expertise of the subject. Please, don’t be shy!

Just be Arthur Dent and remember: Don’t Panic!

 

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A Very Hoopy Christmas – Gift ideas

Now that Thanksgiving and Halloween are behind us, I thought it would be time to consider possible Gift ideas that one could surprise their fellow Hitchhikers with.

Without further ado, here is my first selection of present ideas from across the internet:

  1. A Set of Mugs for the Coffee and Tea Enthusiasts!

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These mugs will surely help you get through the day. Perfect for the office, philosophical tea parties or to surprise a Douglas Adams fan! You could purchase them on Etsy from WizBitArt

 

2. This amazing shirt from Zaxley Nash’s Redbubble Shop!

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3. Douglas Adams Collection from Folio Society!

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You could purchase just one, your favourite or the entire collection! they are all wonderfully illustrated and a delight to hold!

4. Silver Galactic Hitchhiker Pendant from TheSunkenCity!

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5. Travel Towel from our Official Supplier, JustCraftyCoz!

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6. Poetry Magnet Set from LogophilesAnonymous

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7. Paracord bracelet for the ones who rough it.

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8. When you need something for your tea!

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9. When you are out and about but do not wish to burn yourself with your hot beverage.

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Available here.

10. A Christmas Whale ornament for your Tree!

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11.Badges, who doesn’t need badges? Available as singles or the entire lot!

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12. When you desperately need a drink before you hitch a ride, but you want to do it with style!

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And last, but not least, the best ever invention if you are a writer like me who is desperate for inspiration

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All Hail the King, Elvis Presley

 

As some of you may know, there are many connections between Elvis Presley and The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. I thought I share these bits with you accompanied with some nostalgia on the anniversary of the King’s Death.

The First fact that most of you are probably familiar with is the fact that Elvis Presley appears in the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy stories briefly.

In “Mostly Harmless”, He is the singer in the bar named “Domain of the King”. He is not  named intentionally, but the name of the bar and the large “EP” sign on his pink spaceship is a dead giveaway, given that the Real Elvis Presley owned a pink cadillac during his life.

There is also a small wink at the Elvis Presley fans regarding the shoes Ford is wearing at the beginning of this novel.Yeah, you guessed it right. Blue Suede Shoes.

 

elvis-aliens-heroNow, it has been long speculated that Elvis Presley didn’t really die, in fact He was just abducted by Aliens. Now, according to story, the Truth is: He really just decided to take the opportunity and hitch that ride from home.

Unfortunately, in our reality, He did leave too soon. He died at the age of 42, at home. Coincidence? I think not. Maybe He has something to do with the Meaning of Life. Maybe ELVIS PRESLEY IS THE MEANING OF LIFE. One can only speculate.

It’s hard2560 to tell what is fiction and what is reality, but if I could pick one, I’d hope Elvis left this planet on his own terms and now He is probably working on a Mega Galactic Hyper Super Tour with the Ziggy Stardust himself. After all, These Two Hoopy Froods were born on the same day, 12 years apart! Fingers crossed!

 

And now,music from Elvis Presley to you, Hitchhikers!

 

 

 

 

Snow Patrol – A Hundred Million Suns

Welcome, This shall be my first of many albums I would like you to listen when you have a bit of free time. It’s more of a recommendation than a review as I suck at reviews. Deal with it.

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First of all, I am fully aware this Snow Patrol album has been out for 8 years and some of you may have known it, but I am afraid I am a bit of a late bloomer. I only got around listening to this 2 years ago. That’s when I started collecting albums as I got hold onto a CD-player. I almost feel retro now as most people just listen to albums on Youtube, iTunes and Spotify.

But hey, some of us are so ancient, we just like to listen to CDs. Heck, give me a casette-player and I will be happy with that too.

Anyways, back to the album. That’s what we came for after all.

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Soooo, what is there to say about “A Hundred Million Suns”? Well, to start with: It’s full of surprises. The mood of the Album changes constantly. Some of the songs start out really depressing and get deep into certain wounds while the next one following up could feel like a breath of fresh air and ensure that the healing begins. Positive, full of hopes and dreams.

But life like tends to be this rhapsodic too. It always throws something unexpected at you. And so as this album.

When it comes to themes, it is undeniable that it has a certain Science Fiction theme going on. You may doubt me about this, but even the first song is titled “If There is a Rocket, Tie me to it”.

Further down the line you may find gems like “Engines” and “The planets bend between us” following the same theme as the first mentioned.

And despite the rest of the songs seem more simple, they are actually fine pieces of writing. At least, To me, Snow Patrol will always excel when it comes to lyrics. So well thought, unconventional and meaningful. They paint their songs with heartfelt words, words, that sometimes nearly too painful to sing out loud. Their love songs are bittersweet, but hopeful. They reflect reality with all its confusing ugliness.

One song I must highlight is “The Lightning Strikes”. It is a combination of separate songs that play beautifully together.

My most favourite out of them is of course called “What if this storm ends?”. It could easily be one of their best ones so far and the best about it that you could basically edit onto any movie’s trailer and it will most likely make you cry afterwards anyway. It’s a powerful one. Again, I am not really good at describing music for my peeps, but Oh My. As soon as the piano starts playing quietly, this chill runs down my spine and as the guitar strings join into the tune accordingly, I must close my eyes to concentrate on the song.

As the lyrics come along, I cannot help but sing along and as the drums take over, I fell into a trans I find hard to get out from. It is entirely possible I may start rocking myself back and forth. It’s usually hard to take control over that as it seem to be a genuine reaction as the drums and my heartbeat start to beat the same rhythm. It doesn’t stop there though. It gradually builds up and becomes more epic as the background choirs join in, until one point it becomes quiet again to get through his point about the person who is in the middle of his Affection.

Over all, This album is worthy for your love and attention. I can guarantee you that You will find at least half of the songs memorable and will return to them time and time again. That’s what they mean to me. They are providing something I can hold on to, being happy or sad. They always give me something new.

Further down, You may find the link to the actual album. You may listen to the songs here, but mind you, it includes a few unwanted ads. However, if you do like it, I ask you dearly to get hold of it if you can. It’s something that should be on everyone’s shelf. It could save your life when you feel low. I cried on it so many times I cannot count it on my fingers. It’s good to get rid of the bad toxins. 😉

And as a bonus, I shall include my favourite live version of “The Lightning Strikes”. Enjoy the Magic:

Doing is being. I reprise.

You should write. I say to me. Every day. I sit, I stare, I think. Sometimes it works, sometimes it does not. Mostly not. I am blocked.

I am taking things for granted. I believe I deserve it. When I am not.
I have a table. It came with the room.
I have a chair. I took it from an old ladies’ house.

I have time. Hours. Yet I spend it on Facebook and wonder;
Where does the time gone? What have I done?
I lay my head down at the end of the day, knowing nothing has been done and the day is gone.

I wake up in the morning, hoping I will find the Inspiration. The Muse sitting at the end of the bed, breakfast steady and ready for another day of victory.
And suddenly, it’s 9 pm and the time is gone. We have none. I feel guilty.
I had a chance, I had the time. I had the same time as every other human being.

Yet, I failed, gracefully. I betrayed myself and my story.
I lied and I cheated my way through, ending the day with not a page, but nothing to show.
I will write tomorrow, I will write another day.
It’s easy to say.

There is no pressure. There is no urge.
What a foolish thing to say.
When one could step in front a bus any day.
Being hit by a car by accident. Being an arm-length from an exploding bomb. Mad days are coming, anything is possible.

Doing is Being, as my mentor, Ray Bradbury Said. So I must Do.

„…To not to do is to die,
Or lie about and lie about the things
You just might do some day.
Away with that!
…Let your body lead your mind –
Blood the guide dog to the blind;
So then practice and rehearse
To find heart-soul’s Universe,
Knowing that by moving/seeing
Proves for all time: Doing’s being!”

Fixed Brad

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