Congratulations, as they say, you have reached China Droll, my blawg. I decided to enter the world of blogging because I am a total lullophobe. A lullophobe is a person who abhors and/or fears a lull, a pause, a period of time where nothing is happening. A typical lull-filled life is that of going to work and going home, day in and out until death releases you from lull hell. So by writing a daily blog, was the idea, I would subconsciously generate action to have something to write about, paying more attention to the small things (the neighbour warbling on his karaoke set. A car belching black smoke) as I shuttle relentlessly between home and work. And no sooner had I decided to start a blog before my life took a decidedly action-like turn: I was burgled.
That was a thing that wasn’t supposed to happen because I have a dog, a large, hard-barking hound by the name of Piles, so named because he’s a pain in the arse. And every time he acts like a pain in the arse, which is often, I think to myself: Well at least he’ll protect me against burglars. Every time I have to drag him around in the pouring rain (he distrusts exercise above all else) picking up his poo and trying to keep him from pissing on the neighbour’s car, I think well, he’s my insurance so I have to put up with it. Judging from the way he barks when someone comes within a radius of 200 meters of my house, I thought he might protest ferociously at a stranger actually entering it. And although he probably wouldn’t attack such a person, I reasoned that any burglar worth his salt would choose to burgle a non-barking house over an insanely barking house any day.
However, when I woke up Tuesday morning it was to find my handbag with pretty much everything I own in it, completely and utterly gone from the table on which I had put it. After the required asking of self: “what the….?” “I’m sure I…?” and running from room to room looking for an object while knowing full well that it was gone, I finally called my own mobile. Finding it had been turned off I couldn’t stave off the terrible truth any more: Some bastard had come into my house through a window, seen Piles who probably didn’t bark at all since it’s the door he is guarding with all his canine soul whereas nobody said anything about people coming in through the window, hastily snatched up my large, unwieldy handbag and left.
My camera! Mobile! Money! Wallet! Make-up! Et cetera! The only possession of mine not in the handbag at the time was as a matter of fact Piles, who lay on his blanket looking well pleased with himself. But I have to say, there was no lull as more and more policemen kept pouring in, the fingerprint expert and detectives from as far away as Tsuen Wan, an hour and a half away by car. Although none of them was very young nor handsome, it was still a question of having a house full of police and it counted. Six men for one handbag? Cool! And a nice day out for the policemen, in rural surroundings, being allowed to smoke while taking my statement.
When they left after having blackened down the whole house with fingerprint goo, every inch of it in fact, except the window where the bastard came in, I remarked that perhaps it would be a good idea to take my fingerprints, eliminate me as a suspect kind of thing? Oh yes, yes. Good idea, and I have to say one thing about members of the Royal Hong Kong Police Force: They don’t mind being told by outsiders how to do their job. So this blog thing is going well: Not a single lull so far!
Two new studies show why some people are more attractive for members of the opposite sex than others.
The University of Florida, Florida State University found that physically attractive people almost instantly attract the attention of the interlocutor, sobesednitsy with them, literally, it is difficult to make eye. This conclusion was reached by a series of psychological experiments, which were determined by the people who believe in sending the first seconds after the acquaintance. Here, a curious feature: single, unmarried experimental preferred to look at the guys, beauty opposite sex, and family, people most often by representatives of their sex.
The authors believe that this feature developed a behavior as a result of the evolution: a man trying to find a decent pair to acquire offspring. If this is resolved, he wondered potential rivals. Detailed information about this magazine will be published Journal of Personality and Social Psychology.
In turn, a joint study of the Rockefeller University, Rockefeller University and Duke University, Duke University in North Carolina revealed that women are perceived differently by men smell. During experiments studied the perception of women one of the ingredients of male pheromone-androstenona smell, which is contained in urine or sweat.
The results were startling: women are part of this repugnant odor, and the other part is very attractive, resembling the smell of vanilla, and the third group have not felt any smell. The authors argue that the reason is that the differences in the receptor responsible for the olfactory system, from different people are different.
It has long been proven that mammals (including human) odor is one way of attracting the attention of representatives of the opposite sex. A detailed article about the journal Nature will publish.