Emarik Blog

Day one aboard the International Space Station started off promisingly. I waved professionally to Earth, as if she'd personally waved me goodbye. "Just relax," I said solemnly, "I'll keep an eye on things here."The first thing I noticed? Everything was floating. Absolutely everything. My pen, my notebook… and, unfortunately, my dignity too.Breakfas...

There we were. Thumbs up. Space boots neatly dusted off. Backpacks filled with moon rocks (souvenirs have to be paid for somehow). And for us? An endless, silent expanse of gray dust."A shuttle will surely pass by," you said optimistically.You said the same thing three hours ago.On Earth, hitchhiking is simple. You stand by the road, look pitiful e...

In the year 2042, marrying a robot was still something that made people raise their eyebrows. But for Lena, it was the most normal thing in the world.She had met AR-7, her robot partner, three years earlier. Not on a dating app, but in a repair shop for household robots. Lena worked there as a technician. On a rainy Monday, a research institute cam...

Once upon a time, there were three little goats: (why always piglets?)- Gert the Goat – smart, reads encyclopedias.- Gina the Goat – creative, builds everything with glitter and glue.- Gust the Goat – lazy, professional grass taster.They each decided to build their own little house because they had heard there was a big bad wolf on the loose w...

"My goodness, installing electricity was easy in the '60s!" you say, standing with a screwdriver in your hand and half a kilometer of cable around your neck as if it were the latest winter collection from Maison Kortsluiting.Back then, you only needed three things:- A screwdriver.- A roll of electrical tape.- A healthy dose of optimism.Plans? Those...

🧇 Belgium: Waffle wins pancake disputeIn Brussels, a waffle officially defeated a pancake today in a friendly "Who's tastier?" contest.The pancake responded sportingly: "I'll remain popular on Sunday mornings."Experts call this a breakthrough for national cohesion.🚲 Netherlands: Bicycle bell becomes poeticIn Utrecht, a man discovered that his bicyc...

I'm a miniature of my adult self.Not "a little bit smaller," but Lego-sized.And the worst part? I can't move like my adult self. My adult self walks, jumps, drinks coffee. Me? I can only… fall over wobbly.Day 1: The AwakeningI woke up on a desk next to a giant keyboard key that was bigger than my apartment.My adult self looked at me and said:"Ah, c...

Once upon a time, a couple began a special chapter in their lives six months ago: retirement. Some call it "stopping work," but they soon discovered it actually meant finally having time to live. 😊The first few weeks were a bit strange. The alarm clock glared at them reproachfully from the bedroom every morning."Shouldn't we get up?" the alarm cloc...

Once upon a time, in a forest where the Wi-Fi worked surprisingly well, there lived a girl with a red hood. Her name was Little Red Riding Hood, and she had a dream: to win the Fairy Tale Song Contest.But there was a problem. Her biggest rival was Heidi from Tyrol, known for her yodels that could break glass and her accordion that even made mountai...

To the Most Charming Miss Gearsworth,Inhabitant of House Number 17, Cog Street,City of Plumes and Unexplained InventionsMy dear and mechanically admired Miss,May this letter reach you before the stagecoach explodes (which happens more often these days than the brochures admit). I am writing from my workshop, where my latest invention—a self-ironing...

"Welcome, welcome!" Jules shouted, straightening his vest with a theatrical flourish. "Step inside the Nautilus, the only vessel where you can get seasick without ever seeing a wave."We stood somewhat awkwardly in the metal corridor, where everything gleamed, ticked, hissed, or bubbled mysteriously. Copper pipes everywhere, gauges with needles that...

One quiet afternoon, Erik sat at his wooden table with his old, trusty sketchbook. It was one of those days when you think, "I'm going to do something creative." So he picked up his pencil, twirled it a bit between his fingers, and began to draw.First a head…Then a body…A little shadow here…A few lines there…Slowly, a little man appeared on the pap...

The morning hung heavy over the city of smoke and copper. Clouds of steam snaked between the towers, gears sang their eternal song, and somewhere an airship whistled melancholically as if it too were in love.Postman Percival Steamfoot stepped out of his crackling steam carriage and wiped the soot from his monocle. He wore a uniform with so many but...

In the dusty town of Hill Valley in 1885½—yes, that half-year date later turned out to be a clerical error—you stood in the middle of Main Street with your hat tilted slightly and a look that said, "This is going to go wrong again."Lightning crackled overhead as if the sky itself were making popcorn. Behind you was the DeLorean, but not just any ol...

"Good morning, colleagues!" buzzed Bee 247 as she landed elegantly on the edge of the comb. "Who has flower sector 7A today?""Me!" another bee called enthusiastically. "But seriously… who scheduled all those daisies? That's budget-quality pollen."From a higher cell, a stern voice sounded: "Less complaining, more collecting! The queen wants at least...

During a walk in the woods, I decided to give it a try. Tai chi. Everyone talks about it: good for your balance, calming, your inner energy flowing like a babbling brook. At least, that brook sounded appealing, because my inner energy usually flows more like an espresso on a Monday morning.I'd seen a video: a man in a park slowly waving his arms as...

It was a hot afternoon in the late summer of 1887 when Lady Eleanor Eastwood rode into the dusty town of Red Hollow. She sat bolt upright in the saddle of her bay mare, Shadow, a gift from her late husband, her dark blue riding suit tightly laced around her and a wide-brimmed hat half-hiding her face from the merciless sun.Red Hollow was a typical ...

No one knew when it began.There was no warning. No sign.The moon… was simply gone.Not obscured by clouds. Not in a new moon phase.It no longer existed in the sky.The night grew black as ink. So dark that stars seemed to drown.People couldn't see their own hands.Shadows moved, even without light.The old stories returned."When Johnny Moon disappears,...

Once upon a time, there was a rickety barge called The Wet Beard, manned by the most clumsy gang of pirates the Caribbean had ever tolerated. Captain Red Beard (who actually just had a red beard, but nothing red about it) and his men sailed around mainly because they'd been lost since 1687 and found it embarrassing to ask Google Maps.One morning, w...

Once upon a time, there was a cell phone that didn't just call itself a cell phone."Cell phones are so 2005," he said."I'm a Life Manager Deluxe Pro Max Ultra Plus."Its owner, Ludo, had bought it to make calls.That was a mistake.Every morning, the phone woke Ludo with an alarm sound like a screeching alpaca.Then he said:"Good morning! You have 0 me...