You don't fool me…

Staying awake for thirty eight hours does strange, strange things to the senses. Not that I was staying awake that long out of choice — we’ve just had Luc in and out of hospital with a combination of croup and asthma that stopped him breathing — but in any case, around the thirty hour mark, you start to percieve things differently. I noticed that the coffee I was drinking to keep on going had actually stopped tasting like coffee… it was more like warm water that happened to keep me upright. Astonishingly, I managed to write and work in the midst of all that chaos, right up until I realised that it was taking me five minutes to find the “e” key on my keyboard….
Still, at least I didn’t, say, start hallucinating anything like a gigantic truck painted like Scooby Doo crushing cars beneath its wheels…

Oh. Bugger. Although it should be noted that the cars were filled with old tyres, which seems like a waste to me. An infinitely more dense, readily available source of crushable material is out there: Couriers.
I guess it’s just that you can’t quite be sure where the couriers are at any given moment.

The less said about this, the better, I think.

About the author

Alex Kidman is a multi-award winning Australian technology writer, former editor at Gizmodo, CNET, GameSpot, ZDNet, PC Mag, APC, Finder and as a contributor to the ABC, SMH, AFR, Courier Mail, GadgetGuy, PC & Tech Authority, Atomic and many more. He's been writing professionally since 1998, and his passions include technology, social issues, education, retro gaming and professional wrestling.

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