vale[ blog ] diary of the last hollow soul

Today i attended two exhibitions, one in the National Museum of Nature Sciences, about the ice ages (and also there was another one about predators), and the Ludwig Museum's three floors—on the first an exhibit of Agnes Denes, on the second the Keith Haring one and on the third the collection of the museum.
The ice ages exhibition (Jégkorszakok in Hungarian—and in plural) was aimed at a much younger audience in my opinion, much like what i experienced in the nature sciences museums of Chicago. It was highly interactive, with a couple of really interesting details on the past climate changes of our planet—for example, did you know our climate is so nicely moderate only because of the ice age not so long ago? (It's not so long ago only in geological time scale, naturally. That means about ten thousand years.) In the age of the dinosaurs it's supposed to have been a lot warmer. At the last stages of the exhibition were the models of ice age animals, huge predators (saber-toothed tiger, hyenas and co) and even larger herbivores (mammoths, ancestory of deer and horses), and i stood there thinking if i'd had a chance against such an animal. I ended up with the decision that if i lived then i probably would be a lot more muscular than i am now, so a precise kick in the face of the wolf would stop it for sure, and with a large piece of wood or stone i could crush the head of a tiger too. I wonder. Have read not so long about a man killing a brown bear so—i guess it's not hopeless then.

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Not exactly how i planned, but not that bad either, thanks for asking. In my free four hours i checked an exhibition of cars from the traditional retro age ('40s-'70s), bought milk and bread at the local Tesco and brought back the Dune Messiah i borrowed monday from the nearby library. The exhibition wasn't exactly how i expected it to be. At first, i didn't know it was about retro cars—rather thought it'd be about concepts and such really interesting stuff, especially since it was the design week not so long ago here. It wasn't bad anyway, just not what i wanted to see then, and not at the price i'd ever be happy to pay for something unexpected. You can go and see the cool cars for yourself, they have a website too.
But at least i could buy what i wanted in the Tesco. It's surprising how disgusting people can get, supercilious and rude and… the typical jerk—it'd be if it wasn't a woman. How's the universal word? Butt? Anyway. I was really tempted to annoy that chick out of her skin, enrage and humiliate her, but i managed to withstand it.
And i couldn't borrow the Children of Dune because someone did so before me, and hasn't yet returned it, so i'm Dune-less right now. And dead tired. In the morning i didn't have a (co)coffee because i didn't have milk for it, so i wasn't surprised i was like i woke at dawn, but that i'm again like that at 11pm, after drinking a tea, that's a surprise. I really need to go to sleep early today.
Tomorrow i'll skip about the half of my math intro lecture, and will probably be late from the practice too because i'll be attending another lecture on cloud computing and sociology one of my teachers told me about. It'll be dozen times more interesting than that math stuff.