Fruitloop sent me through five impossible worlds. Somewhere between melting chocolate, mechanical gnomes, argumentative gods and a magic mirror, I discovered that the point was never really to find the quickest answer. A Fruitloop University Story Episode 59 of Peeling Potatoes began with five mysterious doors. This is the sort of sentence that has become…
I opened a glowing portal behind the washing machine and took the Mayor into a world of revolutions, holy socks, suspicious ducks and laundry-basket racing. Somewhere along the way, I remembered how good it feels to simply have fun. “I thought about the theme of the month,” I announced. “Curiosity.” The Mayor immediately prepared himself…
We were supposed to take a creative pause. Instead, I sent The Mayor to the biggest recruitment fair in the universe. We Had Already Lost Count. We began by trying to remember which Peeling Potatoes episode we were recording. I thought it was 56. Then I remembered that 56 might have been last week. Perhaps…
Peeling Potatoes 56 began with digital rest and ended with glittering unicorns, Viking chess, a laundry crisis on Venus and one silent hour on the Moon. The Mayor arrived emotionally drained. Not slightly tired. Not in need of one more cup of coffee. Emotionally drained. He wanted to hide in a corner, blow everything up…
I closed my eyes for a conversation about rest and found a private beach where time does not exist, potatoes whisper, and nobody asks what we are having for dinner. Before this conversation, I had written honestly about how bad I had been feeling. Pressure had been building since November. The Mayor knew some of…
A conversation about active rest, cold coffee, clean sheets, boundaries, and the strange courage of doing slightly less. We began with cold coffee. Janita was sitting in South Africa, dressed as if she had been placed on the South Pole by accident. Her coffee was cooling too fast, but she was still using the cup…
A Peeling Potatoes conversation about technology, imagination, and one very important potato This conversation began with a simple Brida theme: digital balance. But this is Peeling Potatoes. So we did not begin with screen-time statistics, productivity advice, or a serious lecture about switching off notifications. We began with nonsense. A dramatic phone.A sulking French router.Unread…
We went live for Issue 52 of Peeling Potatoes in what appeared to be a freezing cold South Africa, which meant, naturally, that the first serious academic matter of the day was not Relationship Balance, Digital Balance, or any other official calendar-approved balance, but tights. Fruitloop appeared dressed in black, and The Mayor immediately wanted…
I closed the door because my husband was prancing around on the outskirts of my office. Well, technically, he was sweeping the floor and doing laundry, but in Fruitloop language that is still prancing. Domestic ballet with a broom. Laundry choreography. The Mayor heard the noise, of course, because The Mayor hears everything that can…
I knew we were in trouble before we even started, because we had barely gone live and The Mayor was already asking why I was crying. I was not crying. There was a hair stuck in my lashes, and it was tickling me, which is completely different. Naturally, this led to the very important academic…
